<?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-11555660</id><updated>2011-11-26T14:28:45.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diary floor</title><subtitle type='html'>Thank you for visiting my blog. I'll write about anything I like.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-116885346911854392</id><published>2007-01-15T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:37:59.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Rothemberg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/742996/P1010704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/484280/P1010704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updating is always slow but still going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To visit Rothemberg was second time for me. First visiting was in 2003 with my friend. Then we used a package tour because it was the first traveling abroad for two of us. To tell the truth, our destination was not German then but London. We wanted to go to London to see our friend but we couldn't find any tour for only England. So to visit Germany was a sort of "optional tour" for us. But we had a wonderful time then, I remember well. That's why I chose Rothemberg this time, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived there in the early evening. We stayed at youth hostel which locates in the end of the town where is surrounded with old wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered what the town was like. I was so excited. On a way to the hostel, we dropped at sweets shop and we bought a Shneeball. We thought we should buy only one that time. Because one for each would be too much for us and we wanted to have some sausages too!! Anyway, it was yummy! And we bought another one, a slice of Stollen and a piece of cake next morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/889791/P1010713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/814629/P1010713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we left our laggages, we went to christmas market. As usual I had a wine :) , but my sister was thinking then. She didn't like that kind of wine. It was strong for her and she prefered another drink. Then we saw one boy drinking something hot and the cup was same as the one for wine. We wondered he was drinking wine or another one. Finally I bravery asked the man who seemed to be the boy's father in German!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : Entschuldigung. Was ist das?&lt;br /&gt;father : It's a kinderpunch for children. It's not wine.&lt;br /&gt;me : Ah, I see! (...? I could understand...)&lt;br /&gt;father : Where are you from?&lt;br /&gt;me : Japan.&lt;br /&gt;father : Do you like here?&lt;br /&gt;me : Yes!&lt;br /&gt;.....our conversation was like that...I skipped the detail. Anyway, the point I want to mention here is, even I asked in German, he answered in English! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared the room with one American girl who was studying in Dablin. It was like "long time no hear" American accent... For me, American accent was used to be the most familiar sound. But now it's changed. And also she might be a teenager or young girl anyway. I felt some difficulty to understand her English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, we walked on the wall along the town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/371598/P1010718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/824404/P1010718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our hostel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/950571/P1010727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/768709/P1010727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/531565/P1010738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/684661/P1010738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we were walking in a town, one woman spoke to me, "Do you know where the post office is?" in Japanese, ans as if she asked her neighbor.  I don't think I was speaking Japanese then but she didn't have any hesitation to speak to me in Japanese.  Yes, it's true there were many Japanese tourists...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/392801/P1010748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/819566/P1010748.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Minich!! This picture was taken at the station to change the trains. Many Suzuki were carried. :) Just that. :) But it was interesting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/871857/P1010751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/388504/P1010751.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/11555660-116885346911854392?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116885346911854392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=116885346911854392' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116885346911854392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116885346911854392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-rothemberg.html' title='In Rothemberg'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-116844339821781569</id><published>2007-01-10T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T06:20:48.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip in Neurnberg</title><content type='html'>I started my trip in Europe with my sister. We flew to Germany from Stansted airport by Rynair. The flight was only for two hours, I think. We arrived at Frankfurt Hahn. Yes, it was no that biggest airport...:( We didn't check where we arrive in Germany exactly. But I could expect there was some transportation to main city. Yes. We found a shuttle bus. It took one hour and 12euro for each. Hum. We doubted we arrived there because our destination was not Frankfurt but Neurnberg. Anyway, we could take a train from Frankfuｒt (big city as you know! We should have done sightseeing there...?) to Neurnberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/291617/P1010697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/805223/P1010697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose that we would visit Neurnberg. The city was famous for christmas market. And my dicision was right! It was pretty city. We stayed at backpacker's hostel. I wanted to book another youth hostel but it was already full. But this one we stayed was really nice and cute room. In our room, two more Japanese girls were staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the staff was Australian who attended to us. I felt difficulty a bit to understand his accent because maybe I got used to British accent and also my brain was working in Japanese during being my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, we went to the bank to change my T/C. There were two men at the reception. And in front of the older man, there was one customer so I went ahead to younger man who looked younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;I saind "Hallo" and continued in English. I didn't know if he understood English or he didn't know if my request was possible. Anyway he asked his boss next to him in German. Then his boss spoke English and yes, so I expected that young guy would do, but no. He told me to wait in a queue. Some people started to wait behind me later soon and the boy was doing nothing and just sitting. Only his boss was working hard and doing everything even though there were many customers waiting.&lt;br /&gt;For me and my sister, this thing was one of funny story, somehow. We guessed he might be on a training. Anyway we never forget that boy at city bank who had bandage on his left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got some money, we went to a sort of castle. It's called Kaiserburg. It's located in a hill and in the end of the town. The view from there was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/868283/P1010662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/707863/P1010662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/170472/P1010664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/424870/P1010664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After visiting this castle, we headed for the market straightly :) They sold many sausages with bread, wine, sweets, ornaments for christmas tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/469256/P1010685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/651141/P1010685.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           ↓small ferris wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/1600/259230/P1010686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/926/943/320/331848/P1010686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We stayed there for two nights.  Next town is Rothemberg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-116844339821781569?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116844339821781569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=116844339821781569' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116844339821781569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116844339821781569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2007/01/trip-in-neurnberg.html' title='Trip in Neurnberg'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-116839829243375828</id><published>2007-01-09T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:04:52.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm back here in Japan on 5th of January.&lt;br /&gt;My staying in UK for ten weeks and my trip for 16 days finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank my family for giving me this wonderful chance.  I made lots of friend from oversea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank everyone I met during this adventure for their kindness.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was nice and kind to me.  So I didn't get homesick at all.  I have one thing I regtet.  Every time people left, I couldn't express my feeling, how I was happy to meet them, how I appreciated their kindness... My English was not enought to do that when we were about to be apart.  I could say just "thank you" and "keep in touch".  These were not enough.  I wanted to say more each time to each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,  these three months has many many stories including silly one for the others but not for me.  I don't thing I'd write all of them but I want to do as long as my motivation continues.:) &lt;br /&gt;I guess I should write latest news but as I always mention it, this work is for my studying, so who cares? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-116839829243375828?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116839829243375828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=116839829243375828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116839829243375828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116839829243375828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-116594034290809262</id><published>2006-12-12T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T08:19:02.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Winchester</title><content type='html'>Finally I didn't update my diary here...and now I have only this week here.  On saturday I'm going to my sister's place and we'll go travel.  Germany, Italy and france, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed staying here.  I miss here.  I want to tell  about my life here but I can't use a computer so long.  So I'll do when I go back to Japan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-116594034290809262?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116594034290809262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=116594034290809262' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116594034290809262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116594034290809262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-winchester.html' title='From Winchester'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-116018410522595219</id><published>2006-10-06T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T18:21:45.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENGLAND</title><content type='html'>I'll leave Iwate to Tokyo by bus tonight.  And I'm flying to England tomorrow.  Haha.  I didn't mention about this at all here.  I was so busy recently.&lt;br /&gt; I'll go to the language school and experience homestay for ten weeks.  After that, if I could, I'll travel around in Europe.  And I'll come back here new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited now!&lt;br /&gt;I'll study hard!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-116018410522595219?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/116018410522595219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=116018410522595219' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116018410522595219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/116018410522595219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/10/england.html' title='ENGLAND'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-115578587550906022</id><published>2006-08-16T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T18:19:49.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I came back from Tokyo.</title><content type='html'>I was in Tokyo just for two days. I wanted to stay longer but I couldn't take dayoff so much. Anyway, I'll write about my short story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father was back here during obon(お盆）, so he and my sister and I took shinkansen to Tokyo together. My father usually doesn't buy reserved seat to be able to go anytime he wants to go. And me and my sister, we couldn't buy them because we were too late to apply. So we all took non-reserved seats. Of course we could have seats but the thing I worried about was the shinkansen is Yamabiko. It takes about for three hours and an hour to Tokyo. If we could take Hayate, we could get one hour earlier. That's a shame. Well, on the way to Tokyo, my father got off and said good bye and take care to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at aroud 2:30. It was not so hot than I expected. That was good for us. First we sought baggage room. Ahh, I should mention about this. My sister's suit case weighs almost 30kg!!! It was really heavy!! In that there were a lap-top PC and a transformer. They were really heavy. But, you know, an attempted terrorism happened in England so we thought we coulndn't take many stuffs to the airplane. Anyway, fortunatelly we found the room in a short time. Then we decided to go out the station and explore around the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We neither had any guidebook. So we didn't know what there was around there. I have been to Tokyo several times. But, actually, every time the distination is not surround Tokyo station. So I had never went out it till this time, you know, we don't have to do it to change the trains.&lt;br /&gt;So, till then I had never seen that outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found Tokyo International Forum. Ah, that is the place that is often showed on TV. We saw a lot of people queueing. It seems that one preview there. We explored inside that building and entered the coffee shop to take a break. The table we sit was chair and another seat was sofa which has long seat like to share it with next table. As soon as we sit and open the menu book, one foreigner sit next to us. First we didn't care about it. But we found he don't speak Japanese when we saw he ordered. The waiter didn't speak fluent English and I felt mine is still better but they communicated enough so I didn't say anything. After a while I noticed he has some guide books and he was reading hard. So I thought he must be a turist not local. Then we decided to speak to him finally.&lt;br /&gt;First I said, "Excuse me?", and he answered "Yes?" with smile. And our conversation started. We heard his English when he ordered, so we expected he is from somewhere English is spoken. But we were wrong. He is French. He told he came to Japan to attend the conference and would stay for a month. He seems to have been to some other contries on buissiness. Ah, I see. That's why his English is so good. I didn't feel any strong accent in his English. We talked about France, Japan, Yasukuni shrine... about for 30 minutes. Thank you for talking with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had dinner at the station and headed to Hotel in Narita. We got to the bus stop in time but we found a notice there. It says the bus stop to ○○ hotel has changed since October. October??? Last year? We rushed to the new bus stop because it was the time the bus leaves. When we got to right bus stop, still some people were waiting. And we checked the schedule and found it also had changed. Huh. J○B~!!! We followed the information they gave us. I have to complain them "for next customer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hotel almost at nine. We checked the stuffs in the suitcase for security check. And we thought over how we make the suitcase lighter. The answer was "put on." But it failed. We both didn't feel it worked. And we went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning, it was raining. On the check in counter, we found the suitcase weights 27kg, haha. Anyway we were released that heavy baggage and had breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my sister off and went back to Tokyo by myself. I was going to go to the art museum in Ueno. But I felt tired a bit so I went to Aida Mitsuo museum (&lt;a href="http://www.mitsuo.co.jp/museum/index.html"&gt;http://www.mitsuo.co.jp/museum/index.html&lt;/a&gt; Tokyo International Forum. I like his works. It is good to visit there when you feel down.&lt;br /&gt;After that I have enough time before shinkansen I reserved, so I went to Idemitsu museum, too. But from the bill, I didn't get interested in the exhibition, I didn't enter.&lt;br /&gt;I walked a little and headed to the station. I was tired. I had one hour free time but I took earlier non-reserved seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this trio, I didn't do special thing but still fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I couln't up my pictures somehow...:( )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115578587550906022?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115578587550906022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115578587550906022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115578587550906022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115578587550906022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-came-back-from-tokyo.html' title='I came back from Tokyo.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115559590242802993</id><published>2006-08-14T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T15:51:42.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>My sister is going to England tomorrow. Exactry to speak, she is flying to London via Singapore.  She will study at university for one year.  This time is the first time for her to go abroad.  So I'm going to Narita airport with her to see off.  After that, I'll go to an art museum.  So I have to check the website to find which museum has nice exhibision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115559590242802993?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115559590242802993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115559590242802993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115559590242802993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115559590242802993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/08/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115505072053877392</id><published>2006-08-08T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T08:25:20.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At kirin beer restaurant</title><content type='html'>Today I went drinking with a friend.  It's been a while that I went drinking for a certain reason.  Now I'm released so I decided to go drinking. &lt;br /&gt;  We went to kirin beer restaurant.  It was first time to visit there for both us.  The restaurant was really nice atmothphere like a bar and dish was good but eccept the only one thing we dissapointed is closed time.  We got there maybe about 8:30.  We started to have good time then but when it was around 9:00, the waitress told us the closed time is 9:30.  We ordered 3 beers each of us and some dish.  We ate and drank them almost for one hour.  Usually once we get into a restaurant, we spend for two hours at least.  So tonight we were really in a hurry.  As a matter of the fact, we were the last customer for them.  When we went out the restaurant,  usually both of us are strong drinkers but we both were drunk, I'm sure.  It was just around 9:30 so it was too early to go home.  So we decided to stay at coffee shop.  Usually I wouldn't make such stupid mistake but I was drunk tonight.  When I arrived in front of the door of the coffee shop,  I couldn't open the door.  You know,  on the door, there is a mark like "引(pull)", but somehow I tried to slide it...and I said "it's heavy."  Oh, I was stupid...but not only me.  My friend, too.  When she got our drinks and walked to the table, she dropped one of them. Haha.  We just said sorry to the saff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115505072053877392?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115505072053877392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115505072053877392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115505072053877392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115505072053877392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-kirin-beer-restaurant.html' title='At kirin beer restaurant'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115504936623761779</id><published>2006-08-08T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T08:02:46.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>I've just started to work at restaurant as a part time job since this month.  So I've been apart from this.  It's really stressful for me now because I haven't got used to that new job.  I was going to update this recentry but I couldn't or I didn't feel like doing it when I sit in front of the PC.  I have a lot of complaining about new job but it doesn't cause of jot itself or coworkers.  Just I haven't got used to new sorroundings.  Or I'm not proper as a waitress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115504936623761779?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115504936623761779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115504936623761779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115504936623761779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115504936623761779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115432222064831306</id><published>2006-07-30T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T22:03:40.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plants 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    left side: Italian parsley             right: Lemon barm(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've really grown up although I didn't take care of them at all...  I use parsley sometimes to add to spaghetti or salad.  As for right one, I used it just once to decorate on the cake.  I haven't tried it for tea.  It seems that it works well for perspiration.  Hm, maybe I'll bake cookies with that herb sometime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115432222064831306?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115432222064831306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115432222064831306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115432222064831306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115432222064831306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/plants-2.html' title='Plants 2'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115432145836418854</id><published>2006-07-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T21:50:58.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My plants 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is blueberry. I have this to make a blueberry pie. But this seed;omg in only less than one years old. So it has only one berry still...:( I wonder when I can make a blueberry pie with own berries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000796.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/11555660-115432145836418854?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115432145836418854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115432145836418854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115432145836418854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115432145836418854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-plants-1.html' title='My plants 1'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115399791675061169</id><published>2006-07-27T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:43:33.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ume-shu（梅酒） jelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was going to go to practicing aikido but I skipped it because I was late to leave home falling asleep. I gave up aikido and I decide to make ume-shu jelly. My aunt, who cooks really well, gave us some Japanese apricots simmered with sugar. So I thought that'd be nice if I put them in jelly. And actually I didn't use gelatin. I used agar（寒天） or vegetable gelatin? This is the first time to use agar. So I didn't know how much liquid is proper amount. It seems that I add liquid too much or agar was a little. That's why too mellow. But tastes good!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115399791675061169?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115399791675061169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115399791675061169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115399791675061169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115399791675061169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/ume-shu-jelly.html' title='Ume-shu（梅酒） jelly'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115388701138091761</id><published>2006-07-25T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T21:10:11.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now...</title><content type='html'>I was busy for some reasons.  But now I'm released!  It's still early afternoon.  I'm wondering what to do today.  Go out for jogging? &lt;em&gt;No, it's too hot to do that. &lt;/em&gt; Go shopping? &lt;em&gt;Hmm, I want to. But I'm poor now.  &lt;/em&gt;Bake a cake? &lt;em&gt;That'd be nice. But I should not take sweets so much...&lt;/em&gt; Well, tonight I have aikido practice...umm...should I go?  I like to excercise, but for aikido,(to be honest) summer season is not acceptable for me...too hot and sweaty...terrible...(It's seacret.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115388701138091761?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115388701138091761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115388701138091761' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115388701138091761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115388701138091761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/now.html' title='Now...'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115340240165083508</id><published>2006-07-20T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:38:20.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoben Kozo~summer style~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe:) It's a kind of my pleasure to check his fashon when I pass through by him. He is standing in front of the police station. What a humorous person who changes his clothe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115340240165083508?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115340240165083508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115340240165083508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115340240165083508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115340240165083508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoben-kozosummer-style.html' title='Shoben Kozo~summer style~'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-115283263565901237</id><published>2006-07-13T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T05:35:03.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How much does it work...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my friend, she is sometimes(or always...) strange. She brings an iron dumbbell in her bag to go to a work every day. That is 1kg weight. According to her, she brings that to train to get muscles. but I doubt she could. Because she just has a bag and walks for 15 minutes, not lift up it repeatedly. But she believes she can get a training every day... I prefer a light bag for a work.&lt;br /&gt;An iron dumbbell in a bag... isn't it a weapon? Ah, maybe she has that for self-defense...that'd be make sense... If you see a girl who has that cute bag,  back off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000785.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/11555660-115283263565901237?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115283263565901237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115283263565901237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115283263565901237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115283263565901237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-much-does-it-work.html' title='How much does it work...?'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115252317372589365</id><published>2006-07-10T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T17:38:41.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMATO!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000784.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom bought that huge tomato!!  First I saw her holding a segment of that, I thought they  would be apples.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115252317372589365?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115252317372589365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115252317372589365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115252317372589365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115252317372589365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/tomato.html' title='TOMATO!!!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115252297511064830</id><published>2006-07-10T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T07:19:15.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hamburgers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000783.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000783.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/200/P1000782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha, not good shot.  Really, after eating them I reminded I had a camera.  How stupid of me.  We had a super at freshness burger.  Before that, we talked about burgers with some people.  Somehow Macdnard is not so popular for Americans, Australians or other people from abroad.  They say such like that Mac is not good but Mos burger is ok.  That sounds strange a bit for me.  Because who made Mac?  I guess the taste is for westerners who eat those kind of food, like french fries, sandwichs, BBQ...I mean really western food.  Well, I agree Mos or Freshness are better than Mac.  But how much's the difference?  Oh, well, that's ok.  I don't mean to argue that here.  I'm just wondering that.  As for me, I feel like having Mac's french fries occasionally.  And the CM makes me feel like trying new products even though I could guess the taste.  But I usually don't expect that they would be delicious because they are processed food and cheep enough as them.  For me, hamburger is just one of snacks, so that's ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115252297511064830?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115252297511064830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115252297511064830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115252297511064830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115252297511064830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/07/hamburgers.html' title='hamburgers'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115128938174830637</id><published>2006-06-25T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:46:20.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Space flavor???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this juice at the supermarket. I decided to buy immediately when I saw this. Ah, I'm a good consumer for those producer...haha. This picture is so cute and atractive. And more, what's space flavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The taste was...normal soda. I expected something that has strong flaver and colored with vivid one as if it's not good for our health.     Anyway,  I like Japanese sweets or products because their packages are really interesting and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000781.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/11555660-115128938174830637?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115128938174830637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115128938174830637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115128938174830637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115128938174830637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/space-flavor.html' title='Space flavor???'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115114043521436984</id><published>2006-06-24T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T03:07:55.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad news</title><content type='html'>It might be better not to read this. Because after reading, you'll remind of your sad experiences... This work is just for me to expand my English expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my relations passed away on last Tuesday. She is my father's aunt, who is my grandma's sister whom I don't live with. She had had a car accident so after that she needed nursing service all the time. But this death was in a suddern.  She had one son who hadn't got married yet.  And her husband already passed away long time ago.  My father's father, my grandpa died when my father was child.  My grandma and her sister had a good relation in their family.  So the aunt leaves her son with grandma during her work and he wad getting along with my father and uncle.  He is like a yonger brother for them still now.  I mentioned my father's cousin hasn't got married yet.  So the aunt(not aunt for me...how can I explain?)  loved me like her grandchild.  That's why we helped him with carrying on all the stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;  On Tuesday, I went to the wake.  Seeing into the casket, on the body, there was a red dress with big white frilled collar.  Yeah, I remember her style.  She was always gorgeous and different from my grandma.  It seems she had worked at theater when she was young.  So she knew and learned fassionable world. &lt;br /&gt;  On Wednesday, thecremation was carried on.  There were five furnaces in the room.  I really felt sad.  I didn't cry because I didn't meet her much aften.  But something came up from in the bottom of my heart.  I did experience this ceremony twice before.  I was thinking then, and this time too, like I don't want to meet this situation again.  Anyway, when the time the casket was about to put into the furnace, celphone's melody sounded.  はあああ～？？？？I couldn't believe it.  I never failed to do such stupid thing.  But it was the sound from my celphone, I thought.  So I checked it in an instant.  But my celphone was on mannar mode and didn't show any sign that tells the record.  After that when going out the room, I checked it again but it was same.  And beside me, my aunt was checking her celphone and told me she got an mail from her daugter.  I like my aunt very much.  But I was disappointed then and had an anger at her because I thought everyone who was there thought the melody was mine...   After a hour and a half hour, we moved to another room to remove her bones in the wood box.  Her bones went all to bits.     I really apreciate all the staffs working there.  They see many bodies, do their work and see the bones.  I can't work there.  But we need their work...&lt;br /&gt;  On Thursday we had a funeral in a temple.  To carry on that, two priests and three young priests who seem to be training joined.  I was surprised a bit about that.&lt;br /&gt;  Aftrer that,  except me and my brother dined on there.  We could join but my brother had a school and I didn't want to join because I didn't know well other people.  We thought a lot where we have lunch but finally headed to EAON SC.  Easy choice, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115114043521436984?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115114043521436984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115114043521436984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115114043521436984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115114043521436984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/sad-news.html' title='Sad news'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115051148715956429</id><published>2006-06-16T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T19:31:27.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His concert was really good.  Our seats were on third floor and which is 4th seat from the front along the wall.  So pretty close to the stage and I could see their performance very well.  I guess he is about 40.  This year seems to be the 20th year for him since he became a singer.  Well, when I got to the hall and saw the fun(someone may be like me), I felt something generation difference.  They looked over 30 or over 40.  Only three girls in school wear I could see.  I felt I was pretty young in them, hehe.  Well, I was on third floor, so I was watching some audiences during the performance.  It was fun.  The man, who was in front of me was in suit,  was interesting.  He was dancing like he had danced at some dance clubs when Japan was in the bubble economy.  Before the concert, he looked not excited so much, looked cool.  And even the concert started, he was sitting on the seat still.  But when one rhythmic music started,  he changed.  I hadn't expected that he danced such like.  Yeah, music has amazing power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  By the way, about that picture.  I was walking on the street yesterday and happened to see that tuor truck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115051148715956429?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115051148715956429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115051148715956429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115051148715956429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115051148715956429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/concert-2.html' title='Concert 2'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115034100221167113</id><published>2006-06-14T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:44:18.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concert!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to concert tonight for free! "For free", this is the point. My friend got some tickets for free because in her friend there is someone who has a connection with someone who is working at TV company which cosponsors the concert. "SO" I was so happy and excited! Do you understand why I use "SO" emphatically after that explaination? That's not because I can go to the concert for free.&lt;br /&gt;  The concert is by Kubota Toshinobu. He is a R&amp;B singer, maybe. I can't identified exactly.&lt;a href="http://www.toshikubota.com/"&gt;http://www.toshikubota.com/&lt;/a&gt;　He was popular in Japan in 90's.  I think he is a one of the competent singer.  I like his songs and style even though I don't have any his CDs (sorry).  To the honest, I'm not a big fan of him.  Well, why am I so happy? &lt;br /&gt;  What I want to tell is how I can go to the concert.  Usually I think when you want to go to a concert,  you'll buy a ticket for yourself.  Well, sometimes you may buy extra tickets for your accompany.  If so, you'll ask them if they want to go or the day is available for them before buying tickets.  (Ahhh, I found I had written in the way of Japanese thinking.  Where is the conclusion?? )  Anyway,  it was like a drama that I got the ticket.  Tonight's concert hadn't been in my plan.  On the spur of the moment, I got the invitation last night.  And it was by the connection.  That's why I was excited. &lt;br /&gt;  Accoding to his website,  he was sick last month.  Umm, I wonder if he is all right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115034100221167113?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115034100221167113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115034100221167113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115034100221167113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115034100221167113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/concert.html' title='Concert!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115010056206007392</id><published>2006-06-12T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:35:58.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My excuses.</title><content type='html'>I want to make some excuses for my absent.&lt;br /&gt;For these weeks, my internet connection has been not good, and still now. The radio wave condition(?) is 18% now!! Usual maximam is over 40% though. It's not with cable but wireless. Terrible:( So the connection is often broken while I browse. It really irritates me...（泣）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more, last week, really last monday, I was sick. Not cause of hang over, never, for sure. I felt terrible dizzy and had a high fever the evening. In addition to that, my body hurt badly like after heavy excercise. Mostly my normal temperature is about 36 degree centigrade or less than 36 correctly. So even the temperature is over 37, I feel sick and don't feel like to do anyhing. I went to bed early that night but I wake up again and again all the night and my temperature varried between 37 and over 38. (fortunately it didn't reach to 39) Next morning I went to see a doctor. He said I might have cought a flu. Oh...too bad. Well, I also didn't think I cought a cold because I didn't have neither a sore throat nor runny nose. Just I felt sick. Anyway, he didn't examine for flu exactly but gave a prescription for it. I haven't seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's a kind of aspiration medicine.  The medicine which is powdery is in the shilver case as if it is a bullet in a gun.  To take it,  first I need to stick it with that needle and made a hole.  Then the powder comes out and down to the plastick case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is made in German...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000771.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000771.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And mouth it like a whistle but breathe.  It was strange or weard for me... I really don't like usual powdery medicine.  This medicine was not bitter but sweet a bit. &lt;br /&gt;  I have a conversation with a pharmacist,  who is a young girl as a pharmacist and looked as old as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   P: Did your doctor tell that you had a flu?&lt;br /&gt;me: Ah, he said "probably".&lt;br /&gt;   P: Oh, I see.  Well, this is the medicine for flu.  Have you used it before?&lt;br /&gt;me: Never.&lt;br /&gt;   P: Ok.  I'll explain now.  First pull them adn set this into it.  Then stick it like this and&lt;br /&gt;        the powder comes out.  And...........So...........Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;me: Uhh, oh, well...&lt;br /&gt;   P: Ok, now let's try together. .........ok.........yes........... Ok, now breathe it.&lt;br /&gt;me: Breathe this??  This powder??&lt;br /&gt;   P: Yeah, of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;me: ( I breathed it gingerly or timidly.)&lt;br /&gt;   P: Did you take?&lt;br /&gt;me: Uh, well...the powder stuck on my throat.&lt;br /&gt;   P: That's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  I'm comleatetely all right now.  It's better I go out more and get flesh air and sunlight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115010056206007392?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115010056206007392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115010056206007392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115010056206007392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115010056206007392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-excuses.html' title='My excuses.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-115009933070571879</id><published>2006-06-12T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:02:10.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll keep this blog!</title><content type='html'>I was sooooo lazy.  I haven't written any comments for a while.  That's why I couldn't speak or express in English what I wanted to tell.  Yeah,  now I know how much this work was usefull and effective for studying English.  Even though my grammar has mistakes,  it's enough to make my brain thingk of English and feel the way of thinking in English.  It's a kind of excercize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I had beed tired of "my English" not using English cause of that I couldn't express well my stories or feelings.  But now I expect you all viewer will guess and figure the point from my broken English, hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-115009933070571879?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/115009933070571879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=115009933070571879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115009933070571879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/115009933070571879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/06/ill-keep-this-blog.html' title='I&apos;ll keep this blog!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114769404808649405</id><published>2006-05-15T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T06:04:02.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry mousse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning that my grandma came here to give us strawberry mousse,  instead of my cake.&lt;br /&gt;  My aunt made that.  She is a really great cook!!!  I like her dish very much.  Her dish is always added something special or taken a lot of time.  She is my master!&lt;br /&gt;  This was very big mousse!  So I tried to take it our to a plate.  But I failed it. AHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sooo sorry, aunt...:(  Even though,  taste was so good.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000763.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/11555660-114769404808649405?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114769404808649405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114769404808649405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769404808649405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769404808649405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/strawberry-mousse.html' title='Strawberry mousse'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114769379651684575</id><published>2006-05-15T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T05:47:29.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was Mother's day.  So I was baking a cake for my mom and grandma.  When I was sponge cake,  my another grandma,  who lives with my dad' brother family,  came to our house and brought a lots Japanese sweets!  Thanks!  I like chocolate or ice cream but also beans paste, &lt;em&gt;anko.  &lt;/em&gt;I'm happy to be Japanese.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  after she went home,  I started to decolate a cake.  This time I mixed powder of strawberry flavor to the cream.  It became pinkish a bit.  Hmm, not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  In the evening, my mom looked at this cake and suggested we brought this cake to my grandma,  who is my mom's mom in law,  visited us this day.   &lt;br /&gt;  That's why I couldn't present that for mom and eat.  But I can bake again and present easily because we live together.  So it was good to present this day,  though I worried about that taste...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114769379651684575?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114769379651684575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114769379651684575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769379651684575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769379651684575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114769350959515042</id><published>2006-05-15T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T05:14:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new bakery has opened here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/1600/P1000757.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/926/943/320/P1000757.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started baking bread recently. This was third time. The top of bread was burned too much but the crust was crisply and the inside was soft. Well done, well done.:) It was pretty easy to bake. We don't need many ingredients. Flour, salt, sugar, butter, yeast and water, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I like making or creating something all the way. In this case, of course I like bread, but I was happy and it was fun because I did well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114769350959515042?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114769350959515042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114769350959515042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769350959515042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114769350959515042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-bakery-has-opened-here.html' title='A new bakery has opened here!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114735105498174265</id><published>2006-05-11T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:53:35.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese' English</title><content type='html'>Recently I'm reading some books and one of them about English. The auther is Japanese woman but she seems to live abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I forgot the title but it's about the difference of the way of thinking between Japanese and English. By comparing the reports which are written by Japanese college student and the student who uses English as mother tongue, she points out the week point of Japanese' English. She doen't remark about the grammar but that stlye. (I suppose it's better to show the examples written in the book but I already return that. So I can't do now.) Well, the conclusion is if you write, about a certain topic which is given in the exam or disccussion), objective or subjective. Japanese' is subjective and English speaker's is objective. Reading those examples, I found the difference easily. For me, I'm Japanese, Japanese student's one is easy (in grammer) to read. And I also felt it "sounds" similar to mine and got tired of reading because of that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Japanese students, of course though the students are not only Enflish learner in Japan, use "I" a lot. They tend to start from "I". She mentions it's cause of Japan education and Japanese language. We all Japanese learned the writing way that we write and express our own feelings or experienses; for example,  about the books we read (during summer or winter break),  school events,  and so on.  And more, Japanese sentense doen't require having subject necessarily.  So Japanese students get used to write objective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about the style of reports.  When English speaker read Japanese' English,  they don't seem to understand what the conclusion is in that.  I can't explain well...but the theory applys to mine,  too.  Japanese' English is like a spiral.  I mean,  like "agree→but→even though→agree"... But English speaker's is directly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I got tired thinking about those,  haha.  I'm really Japanese.  What do I want to say...?  Hm, just telling the reason why Japanese' Engilsh sounds childish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114735105498174265?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114735105498174265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114735105498174265' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114735105498174265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114735105498174265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/japanese-english.html' title='Japanese&apos; English'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11555660.post-114666476116920594</id><published>2006-05-03T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:37:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura(cherry blossoms)</title><content type='html'>"Why Japanese people like sakura?", said an Australian whom I mentioned in "My circumstance". Now here in Tohoku, we can see many beautiful &lt;em&gt;sakura.&lt;/em&gt; And we, most Japanese, like to go seeing &lt;em&gt;sakura&lt;/em&gt; or to have a hanami party under them. But why &lt;em&gt;sakura&lt;/em&gt;? Isn't good if we have it under another trees? &lt;em&gt;Ohanami&lt;/em&gt;（お花見）means to see flowers to the letters. But it reffers the flower must be &lt;em&gt;sakura&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sakura&lt;/em&gt; have different beauty from other trees. The blossoms, the color, the season it blooms, and the term as well. They don't show their leaves while they're in bloom. So we can enjoy their beautiful pink. I like to see the ground covered with the blooms fallen from that branch. It's a carpet of flowers. Yeah, it's true that the best time of &lt;em&gt;sakura &lt;/em&gt;is really short in a year. So people are pleased all the more. And in my opinion, the time &lt;em&gt;sakura&lt;/em&gt; blooms let us feel spring and the end of winter. Getting warm and comfortable to go out. To add to that, in Japan, it's the season to say good-bye and also to meet new people or things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishiwarizakura &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;em&gt;sakura &lt;/em&gt;comes out from the crack of rock. I've heard, long long time ago, the lightning hit the rock and the seed came in the crack. It is very old tree so many posts carry it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwate park &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt.Iwate seen from Shiroyama park &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit hazy. Shiroyama(城山） park was castle long time ago. I guess the lord must've seen beautiful Mt.Iwate from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiroyama park &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000744.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000744.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiroyama park2 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/11555660-114666476116920594?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114666476116920594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114666476116920594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114666476116920594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114666476116920594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/sakuracherry-blossoms.html' title='Sakura(cherry blossoms)'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114665644583328612</id><published>2006-05-03T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T06:51:58.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In my(granma's?) garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asparagus &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I hadn't seen an asparagus coming out from soil till then. It's interesting appearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulip &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was warm day. So finally they bloomed together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114665644583328612?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114665644583328612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114665644583328612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114665644583328612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114665644583328612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-mygranmas-garden.html' title='In my(granma&apos;s?) garden'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114649047443839811</id><published>2006-05-01T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T23:03:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, granma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Today is my grandmother's birthday. So I made a cake. I haven't baked the sponge cake like that picture but only pound cakes. It was good job for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000730.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake2 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wite with chocolate pen was difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake3 &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to decolate strawberries on the cake. But this strawberry was too big to put on. So I put it when I ate.:) And I mixed Oreo in cream. Of course the taste was good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114649047443839811?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114649047443839811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114649047443839811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114649047443839811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114649047443839811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-granma.html' title='Happy Birthday, granma!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114631738515275811</id><published>2006-04-29T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T06:29:45.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000708.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000708.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peacock&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114631738515275811?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114631738515275811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114631738515275811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114631738515275811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114631738515275811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/04/peacock.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114527779795632988</id><published>2006-04-17T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T08:57:40.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My circumstances</title><content type='html'>(Needless to say,) I'm not rich. My parents are also never rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I saw an article about Japan economics on the internet.  According to that,  "It has been said that a hundred million Japanese people are in the middle classes.  But this theory does  not apply anymore.  It's becoming bipolar."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Australian told what he was surprised when he came to Japan was most Japanese people lived well.  We all Japanese people don't realize we're rich.  But for Australian we seem to be comfortably situated.  He told me 10% students go to college by their parents support, and other students have a part time job for getting school fees. Besides that, it's not rare the students take more than four years to proceed a degree because they have to earn the school fees by themselves.  He said he couldn't believe that college students have a new car.  And he explained Japan economic is still much better that Australia's that even now Japan is not in good  economic and on the other side Australia is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I went to college by my parents support.  And I could buy a new car even though I have loan still now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say?  How can I express my feelings?  All I can say now is that I was embarrased I hadn't realized how I was comfortably situated and I didn't show any appreciates to my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't 自己嫌悪 in an English dictionary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114527779795632988?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114527779795632988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114527779795632988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114527779795632988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114527779795632988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-circumstances.html' title='My circumstances'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114481384145697729</id><published>2006-04-11T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T21:14:23.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost bridge!! (for me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a ghost bridge!!  I couldn't get to tihs bridge directly again.  Last time (acturely it was also the first time) I crossed this was with my friend.  She took me there because I told her that I coulndn't get there by myself.  This time was from the parking area.  So I didn't remember the way to the bridge and walked through...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114481384145697729?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114481384145697729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114481384145697729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114481384145697729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114481384145697729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/04/ghost-bridge-for-me.html' title='ghost bridge!! (for me)'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114429582158465030</id><published>2006-04-05T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:57:01.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now, I'm going to Ninohe to visit my friend.  I have been to Nihohe twice or more before.  But now I don't remember well how Ninohe is like.  Just I hope the weather is fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114429582158465030?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114429582158465030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114429582158465030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114429582158465030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114429582158465030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-im-going-to-ninohe-to-visit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114429521405933420</id><published>2006-04-05T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T20:46:54.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just one week has passed since I came back to my town.  I've finished cleaning my room, finally.  Now I can start new life. &lt;br /&gt;    I have to find  a new job soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114429521405933420?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114429521405933420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114429521405933420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114429521405933420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114429521405933420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-one-week-has-passed-since-i-came.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114269413736694888</id><published>2006-03-18T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T07:02:17.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000644.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000644.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soi source ice cream.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114269413736694888?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114269413736694888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114269413736694888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269413736694888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269413736694888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/soi-source-ice-cream.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114269406824401827</id><published>2006-03-18T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T07:01:08.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000643.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000643.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roommate's shoes&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114269406824401827?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114269406824401827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114269406824401827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269406824401827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269406824401827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/roommates-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114269371183274465</id><published>2006-03-18T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T06:55:11.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I drove to Akita.</title><content type='html'>I didn't want to stay in a house nor wasting time and money in Morioka for just shopping.  I didn't make any plans to meet friends(Sorry).  I didn't feel like doing that today.  By the way, today my sister was going to come back from Akita.  So this morning, on the spur of the moment, I decided to pick her up by car.  I wanted to go out.  It was a pretty good drive.  I was thinking a lot about my life from April and future.  But I couldn't make a dicision.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway I got to my sister's apartment.  She's sharing that apartment with her friend.  And her sharemate has changed.  I mean, her ex-sharemate has been in England for studying.  She'sll be back after a year.  So she welcomed another her friend.  And she's also not in Japan now. She's taking an intern in Indonesia.  But she'll be back in April. &lt;br /&gt;   And my sister's also going to go to England in September.  In her colledge,  the students have to go abroad for one year to take a dgree.  Well,  she's studying English.  She seems to enjoy her studing and life.  I'm jelous. &lt;br /&gt;    On the way to our house,  we were talking in English.  I'm not sure if our English was correct.  (No.  I'm sure our grammer is not cmplete.)   But I like speaking English.  So once I speak to her in English,  she also answer in English and we start to talk in English.  I like that and I'm happy that my sister does so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114269371183274465?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114269371183274465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114269371183274465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269371183274465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269371183274465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-drove-to-akita.html' title='I drove to Akita.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114269201148915914</id><published>2006-03-18T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T06:26:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll move.</title><content type='html'>I can't get a job here from April.  So I'll move back to my family's house.  To tell the truth, it was inconvenient to live there(I'm in my family's house now).  But I miss.  If I didn't get this job, I wouldn't visit that town in the future.&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway...goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114269201148915914?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114269201148915914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114269201148915914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269201148915914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114269201148915914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/ill-move.html' title='I&apos;ll move.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114250312143172402</id><published>2006-03-16T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:58:41.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000637.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000637.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's me ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114250312143172402?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114250312143172402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114250312143172402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114250312143172402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114250312143172402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114225376546029804</id><published>2006-03-13T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T04:42:45.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art museum</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to art museum by myself in the evening.  Yeah, I went there at around 5.  Yesterday was Sunday but it was not crowded when I visited.  Even though, there was just one man in a room with me.  I like going to art museum by myself in the evening.  It's good time to visit and I can look and walk around freely.  Anyway I enjoyed a lot.  I look forward to next exhibition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114225376546029804?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114225376546029804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114225376546029804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225376546029804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225376546029804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/art-museum.html' title='Art museum'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114225291739849937</id><published>2006-03-13T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T02:12:28.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I visited Lin. She's in hospital now. She broke her unkle during playing with sled. Her injury was so serious. Poor Lin. But now she can go out with cruthces. I hope she'll get better soon and walk as usual as she did before. I brought an apple pie and tea for her. I hope the least she'll enjoy staying hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114225291739849937?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114225291739849937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114225291739849937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225291739849937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225291739849937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-visited-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114225205521408296</id><published>2006-03-13T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T04:14:15.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation celemony</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, our school had a graduation celemony.  I worn a (kimono and) hakama.  It's traditional wear for graduation.  I like hakama better than normal kimono.  By the way,  I had to drive a car from my house to school as usual.  But this time I was wearing hakama, you know?  So it was really hard work to drive!  I almost forgot to fast a seatbelt.  I was afraid of having any accidents on the way.  Anyway,  I had no accidents. &lt;br /&gt;    It was the best graduation celemony that I have ever had before.  I sheded tears.  All teachers sheded tears.  Before the celemony, I thought I wouldn't cry.  But I couldn't keep back my tears.  Well,  one of my students who always used abusive lantuage( not serious for me)  against me gave me a letter and small charm.  The letter said me her apologize and she liked me.  Of course I know she didn't dislike me.  If so,  she wouldn't speak to me at all.  And sometimes she drew a cartoon whose she imitates me.  It was so funny but cute.  And finally she made solided one!  (I have to take a picture.)  I was sooo happy and almost cried then. &lt;br /&gt;   I was really happy for this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114225205521408296?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114225205521408296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114225205521408296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225205521408296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114225205521408296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/graduation-celemony.html' title='graduation celemony'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114159428167581553</id><published>2006-03-05T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T13:31:21.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000621.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000621.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bouquet&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114159428167581553?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114159428167581553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114159428167581553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114159428167581553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114159428167581553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/bouquet.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114152208402011060</id><published>2006-03-04T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:28:04.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first invitation of wedding.</title><content type='html'>I attended wedding for the first time since I grew up.  I was excited and moved so much all the time.  And I shedded tears.  Well, Iattended wedding as bride's co-worker.  We've know each other since last April.  We're friendly to a digee.  But I didn't know about her so well.  Even though that, I was sooo happy to see her happy face and smile.  Wait.  NO.  I was wrong.  Even if the bride and groom were now aquatintance,  I would be happy and celebrate their marrige.&lt;br /&gt;    Ah, I got birde's bouquet.  She threw two bouquets and I got one of them.  I wonder when I could get married.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, how nice wedding!  We saw fireworks from the balcony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114152208402011060?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114152208402011060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114152208402011060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114152208402011060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114152208402011060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-invitation-of-wedding.html' title='The first invitation of wedding.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114121839777834325</id><published>2006-03-01T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T05:06:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, I was going to update.  But I was tired so I didn't do it.  And actually that was about spring has come.  Yeah, you know, today was as if winter came back.  So today, I won't write what I would write last night. &lt;br /&gt;  Haha, today's one has nothing special.  Hmm...even though usually it is so.  Anyway, I hope it'll be fine weather this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114121839777834325?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114121839777834325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114121839777834325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114121839777834325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114121839777834325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-night-i-was-going-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-114097154758611774</id><published>2006-02-26T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T08:39:19.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been apart from this. I didn't feel like writing. Well, it's also true I had nothing special to write. Anyway I'll be good at this from now.(or I hope so.) Just now, it's 1:25a.m, I finished my work. I'm not sleepy so much. Hmmm...I should study English more hard...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'll move here soon, I think. I wonder where I would go next?...or my home town? Well, it'll be also ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah,  I really want to go to art gallary.  I like to go there by myself on weekdays and see around there for almost two hours.  Now there is an exhibition by the artist living in Iwate.  It'll be good but I want to see onother theme works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-114097154758611774?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/114097154758611774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=114097154758611774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114097154758611774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/114097154758611774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/02/ive-been-apart-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113931101228379217</id><published>2006-02-07T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:16:52.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deutsch</title><content type='html'>Finally I started to learn Deutsch by myself.  What I know about Deutsch are only greetings.  I want to put some Deutsch words but I forgot how to type those four letters which are peculiar to Deutsch. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;      Ich lerne Deutsch.  Du lernst Deutsch.  Er lernt Deutsch.  Wir lernen Deutsch.  Ihr lernt Deutsch.  Sie lernen Deutsch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to memolize the forms...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113931101228379217?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113931101228379217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113931101228379217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113931101228379217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113931101228379217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/02/deutsch.html' title='Deutsch'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113931061978177405</id><published>2006-02-07T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:10:19.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was quite cold day.  Even though that I could see beautiful scenery on my way to work.  I wanted to take some pictures but I didn’t have enough time to do such thing.  I left my house not so early.  So I headed to work straightly (of course usually I do.).  Yeah, actually, usually I don’t think that I park my car somewhere and take pictures in morning.  But today I should have taken some.  It’s a shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113931061978177405?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113931061978177405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113931061978177405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113931061978177405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113931061978177405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/02/it-was-quite-cold-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113914020087316690</id><published>2006-02-05T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T03:50:02.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monkey majik</title><content type='html'>I bought their CD,"fly".  I really like that.  I haven't bought J-pop CD or maxi CD for a quite while.  I'm interested in Western music or those taste.  But this time I thought I should buy it.  It migh be because their taste is more similar to Western music rather than J-pop.  As a matter of fact, the vocalists are canadian and they make music.  &lt;br /&gt; I haven't updated "music floor" :(  I mentioned before there though, I like the voice like him of Monkey majik:), I think.  I like Marron5 and Gavin Degraw as well.  You'll see what I said if you listen to their music, too.&lt;br /&gt; Monkey majik   www.monkeymajik.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113914020087316690?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113914020087316690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113914020087316690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113914020087316690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113914020087316690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/02/monkey-majik.html' title='Monkey majik'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113913630127407808</id><published>2006-02-05T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T02:45:01.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000570.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000570.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsubutsubu ichigo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113913630127407808?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113913630127407808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113913630127407808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113913630127407808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113913630127407808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/02/tsubutsubu-ichigo.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113853663312624873</id><published>2006-01-29T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T04:26:11.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hachimantai resort</title><content type='html'>I went snowboarding at Hachimantai resort with my friend and her brother. It was beautiful weather today. It was really good for snowboarding!&lt;br /&gt;Hachimantai is good place for beginners. They are not steep, always gradual. I'm sure those people who can do well somewhat aren't satisfied with them. But it was enough for three of us. We didn't have to take a rest for the steep slope, so we all got tired when we left.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm very tired. I'll go to bed soon tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 7:00am &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000555.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000555.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from expressway&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000557.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000557.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt.Iwate&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000560.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000560.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids park&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000562.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000562.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrail 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000563.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000563.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrail 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000564.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000564.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contrail 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000566.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000566.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totoro&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113853663312624873?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113853663312624873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113853663312624873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853663312624873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853663312624873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/hachimantai-resort_29.html' title='Hachimantai resort'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113853593512725677</id><published>2006-01-29T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T03:58:55.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000567.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000567.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alice&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113853593512725677?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113853593512725677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113853593512725677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853593512725677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853593512725677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/alice.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113853582233980421</id><published>2006-01-29T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T03:57:02.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000568.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000568.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alice&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113853582233980421?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113853582233980421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113853582233980421' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853582233980421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113853582233980421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/alice_29.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113845198221757157</id><published>2006-01-28T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T04:39:42.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop-up book!  It's amazing!</title><content type='html'>I bought a pop-up book, Alice's adventures in wonderland.  I ordered it on the internet as soon as I saw it on TV.  It's really great!!  The creater is Robert Sabuda.  Now his works seeme to be quite famous.  And this Alice's book is sold No.1.  So the book written in Japanese is sold out now and I got English one. &lt;br /&gt;  To the truth, I want to take pictures of that and atach them on my blog but I'm not sure if I can do that because I suppose it has a copyright...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113845198221757157?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113845198221757157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113845198221757157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113845198221757157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113845198221757157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/pop-up-book-its-amazing.html' title='Pop-up book!  It&apos;s amazing!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113845060235918205</id><published>2006-01-28T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T04:16:42.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>「あらしのよるに」</title><content type='html'>I read whole "あらしのよるに" series (if it is called in English, "stormy night", maybe).  We bought those the other day.  Actually I ordered though, nobody hadn't borrowed yet, so I did.  It is a picture book.  There are no kanji at all.  So it's a kind difficult to read to adult because we're used to reading kanji and it's easy to understand the meanings, but now we have to think the pause or noun cause all sentenses written in hiragana only.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway,  I finished reading 7 books of that today.  Yeah,  each book is short story but really meaningful.  I shed tears when I was reading 4th.  And also 5th, 6th and 7th.  I couldn't keep back my tears, it was not my room but I was working then(I was a break alone.)   This book is in third which I've ever read.  I think I have never shed tears before when I was reading a picture book.&lt;br /&gt;  ...*sigh*...the book makes us warm.  I can't explain well but I really want to recomment it to everyone who is reading this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113845060235918205?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113845060235918205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113845060235918205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113845060235918205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113845060235918205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='「あらしのよるに」'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113788959284602780</id><published>2006-01-21T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T16:26:32.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wasn't going to be back here this weekend.  But Hiromi emailed me and which said one muturul friend, she has engaged!  So Hiromi planed to have a party for her and asked me if I would join.  It'll be held on tonight.  So I can't go back to my apartment tonight.  Yeah, I'll leave earlly tomorrow morning.  And maybe I go to the work directly.Umm...I'll have been tired whole this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113788959284602780?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113788959284602780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113788959284602780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113788959284602780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113788959284602780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wasnt-going-to-be-back-here-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113749777131800086</id><published>2006-01-17T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T03:44:03.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherry blossom taste &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Kit Kat.  There are some different taste, you know?  I like to try all of those.   I'm  pretty nice buyer for sweets companies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113749777131800086?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113749777131800086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113749777131800086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113749777131800086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113749777131800086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/sakura.html' title='Sakura'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113749771229686553</id><published>2006-01-17T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T03:40:09.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New tumbler &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this tumbler last Saturday.  This tumbler really attracted me.  I bought it implusively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113749771229686553?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113749771229686553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113749771229686553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113749771229686553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113749771229686553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-tumbler-i-got-this-tumbler-last.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113680395406426757</id><published>2006-01-09T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:53:27.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 season Ⅲ</title><content type='html'>Finally I'm done watching 24 season Ⅲ!  I started watching it at the end of last month.  It was sooo great!  Very exciting!  I wanna see season Ⅳ soon!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think that 24 is "relentless".  Main charactors have disappeared one after another.  I couldn't expect that every time.  Every season the crime is solved but there's never  a happy ending... What a mean director.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113680395406426757?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113680395406426757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113680395406426757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113680395406426757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113680395406426757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/24-season.html' title='24 season Ⅲ'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113653794504390684</id><published>2006-01-06T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:31:08.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night...</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a guest whom I wasn’t expecting.  Yesterday I got a mail from a friend of mine from high school.  She asked me to go drinking with her and some mutual friends of ours,  but I had other plans,  so I didn't go.  I suggested we have dinner together at our place instead.  Her apartment is in the town, which is next to my town. Anyway we decided to meet.  She has a new car. But she was on the bus when she emailed me.  She left her car at her family's house.  She said she came back here just for one day of work and would go back to her family's house again this weekend. Well, after a few emails we met and went out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;So, I said I had an unexpected guest.  Well, that's because my friend left her apartment key in her family's house! Of course she called her landlord but he didn’t answer.  She told me that last year also he was gone. That’s why she decided to stay at my house. She told me she would clean her apartment room and check new year's cards because she hadn't been for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we’ll go back to our family’s houses in my car in today. I hope the roads aren't icy the whole way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113653794504390684?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113653794504390684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113653794504390684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113653794504390684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113653794504390684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-night.html' title='Last night...'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113653776167654687</id><published>2006-01-06T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T00:56:01.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ski and Snowboard</title><content type='html'>I went skiing and snowboarding at Iwate snow park with my friend the other day. We spent two days and two nights there.&lt;br /&gt;On the first day we skied. When we were children our families would often go skiing together. But in this is the first time we’ve skied in almost ten years, so we took it slow and, luckily we had no accidents. Even though we hadn’t skied in such long time we weren’t that bad. We had a great time. On the first night, we stayed at "Pension Field Note". The owner and his wife were so nice and kind, and we had a great dinner. The room was comfortable as well. Clean and simple. There are a lot of comic books on a shelf in the hall, so we stayed up a bit to read those...&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, we were a little bit tired, even though we slept well. Anyway we went snowboarding. This is my second season snowboarding, and this was my first day this season. I'm still a beginner but I remembered how to snowboard. I fell down a lot like  last season, but I still had a good time. By the way, it was my friend’s first time snowboarding, and she gave up it after two hours...and started to ski again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we both had a wonderful time. I wonder when I’ll be able to go again...and I want to buy ski equipment(I rented this time.) Actually I was better at skiing than I was at snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and also, going to an onsen after snowboarding is great!! If you go, don't forget that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113653776167654687?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113653776167654687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113653776167654687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113653776167654687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113653776167654687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2006/01/ski-and-snowboard_06.html' title='Ski and Snowboard'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113517051789001948</id><published>2005-12-21T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T05:08:37.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a comedy show.</title><content type='html'>Today I visited one class lunch time. They're really cheerful, honest and cute. I like them. BUT! The  accident happended without any signs. Yeah, when I was about to eat a mandarin after peeling, it happened. One of the students threw his mandarin to his friend to give it. But his friend missed that. And unfortunately it got into my boal of miso soup as if it was a golf ball and it was hole in one. After that...can you imagine? I got soaked with miso soup from the top of my head. I didn't realized what happened at first. I didn't know what I should do then. But I was just shaking for a morment during my student wiped me kindly. I was also laughing because it was really perfect show, anyway. Yeah, it was like the one seen of comedy show.&lt;br /&gt; By the way, I didn't get angry. I had no words...It was funny, I think so, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113517051789001948?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113517051789001948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113517051789001948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113517051789001948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113517051789001948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-comedy-show.html' title='It&apos;s a comedy show.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113483361233933271</id><published>2005-12-17T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T07:33:32.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuroneko yamato delivery</title><content type='html'>Today I was going to had got a package from my mother. I left my pencase in which I put a memory stick my home. I asked her to send it me because I really needed it. And she said to me that I would get it today.&lt;br /&gt; But today I had a work. So I gat home in the evening. And I found a memo from Yamato. According to that he seems to have come before noon. Hum...I could expect that. I often can't get the packages. Anyway the memo says I should call them. But I didn't call then because I didn't know when it would be possible for me to get it. I thought I would be busy this week...By the way, I was bored then. So I went to convenience store to get someting. When I got there, I saw Yamato's track!! I expected he might have come to my apartment. But it was evening. So the driver might have been another man befause it was already evening, I thought then. I was thinking a lot if I speak to him for a morment. But he was about to leave soon. So at last I spork to him. First parhaps he thought that I spork to him to pick up. NEVER. Sorry. I spork about my business right away. Bingo!! He was the man that came to my apartment. So I could get my pencase. Thank you. I was lucky to meet him by chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113483361233933271?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113483361233933271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113483361233933271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113483361233933271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113483361233933271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/kuroneko-yamato-delivery.html' title='Kuroneko yamato delivery'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113482623605373744</id><published>2005-12-17T05:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T05:46:03.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plant &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird plant...One day one of my co-worker planted something. And after while suddenly the bud came out. It looks like a big bean. Yeah, it's good word for it, I think. You could see from the picture. It's quite big. I have never seen such a plant before. And it was not the end. Recently a sprout also have come out from that!! I was so surprised. It looks strange...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113482623605373744?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113482623605373744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113482623605373744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113482623605373744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113482623605373744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/plant-its-really-weird-plant.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113439504202850835</id><published>2005-12-12T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T05:58:00.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too cold this weekend.</title><content type='html'>Now I'm released from annoying works. So I went back to my town. Usually it takes about for an hour and fourty minutes by car. Yeah, I drive through mountain to avoid the traffic jam or lights. But this time, I chose route 4 couse of terrible weather. In summer time, even I drive route 4, it takes two hours and thirty minutes, I think. But last Saturday it took three hours and more! Terrible. I was sooo tired...I didn't have a break. Even though that, it was not too bad...now I could think so... And today it was fine day and also so cold day. So I decided to leave home earlier thatn usual. Though I left at 4pm, I got to my apartment at 8:30pm!! Actually I dropped at the supermarket on the way. But it was just for thirty minutes. That's why it took about for FOUR hours to get to my apartment!!! The road was snowy or icy. So all drivers drove very carefully. I won't complain about that. Of course I also paid attention so much. But I'm exhausted...just that...Next time I would use the expressway, I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113439504202850835?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113439504202850835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113439504202850835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113439504202850835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113439504202850835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/too-cold-this-weekend.html' title='Too cold this weekend.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113344021585392944</id><published>2005-12-01T04:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T02:32:08.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swans &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took these pictures near my town. I visited there after a long separation. This pond is not big and nice. Even though, somehow, every year the swans visit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swans &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't bring any food then. But they thought I would feed them something. They know people give them food. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113344021585392944?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113344021585392944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113344021585392944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113344021585392944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113344021585392944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/swans-i-took-these-pictures-near-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113343966068213594</id><published>2005-12-01T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T04:21:00.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been two weeks.</title><content type='html'>I was soooo busy this week...and I couldn't take a sleep well. So I'm really tired. But now one of burdensome works has done! So I'm ok now. Yeah, now I'm writiting finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Last weekend, I went back to my town to meet my old friend. She lives in Tokyo now. So it's been a while to meet each other. We were talking about we would spend a couple of days in ski resort sometime in the end of the year or new year. I started to go snowboading since just last winter. I'm really beginner. But I would often go skiing with my family till junior high school. So I like winter sport like that. And my friend also would go skiing. But she hasn't skied for ten years or more. Won't we have any accidents, I wonder? Hmmm...but we're not so bad at sports, I think:) Anyway we dicided to go. I'm ecited. &lt;br /&gt; I don't like frozen road or the road covered with snow when I go to work. But I really like winter and snow! I hope we have a lot of snow this winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113343966068213594?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113343966068213594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113343966068213594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113343966068213594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113343966068213594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-has-been-two-weeks.html' title='It has been two weeks.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113213738537955914</id><published>2005-11-16T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T02:36:33.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm shocked...but it was good.</title><content type='html'>Last Friday night, on my way to home, I was in a harry a little bit to drop the laubndry. It's near my house. When I parked my car I didn't pay attention so much. Actually my drive was so bad. The fact of the matter is that my car ran on the curb and I got a flat tire...It's happened in a twinkling...AHHHH...I've just got my car in April...Anyway I had to had repair. Fortunatly, it happened near my house, in addition to that there is a garage near, too. And it was still opened then. I went there and I explain about that. The staff said to me it needed to change to spair one(of course I could guess that). And he told it would take a couple of days to get new one. So I asked him just to put spair one. And I decided to repair in my parent' home. I would go home then to get snow tires. I thought a lot whether I put snow tires or not. But eventually I changed whole tires to snow ones. And this was correct decide. Today, it was snowy near my school. If I didn't got a flat tire, I wouldn't change yet. So I got a chance to chage the tires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113213738537955914?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113213738537955914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113213738537955914' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113213738537955914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113213738537955914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-shockedbut-it-was-good.html' title='I&apos;m shocked...but it was good.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113171836098497785</id><published>2005-11-11T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T06:23:02.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keihukukan &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???  &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" &lt;br /&gt;src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000413.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000413.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimch&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000415.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000415.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;market&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000416.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000416.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;����l�Q&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000417.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000417.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;�r�r���o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000423.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000423.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;��H&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113171836098497785?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113171836098497785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113171836098497785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113171836098497785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113171836098497785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/11/keihukukan-kimch.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113153462228913272</id><published>2005-11-09T03:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T03:57:03.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendai Airport &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sendai Airport for the first time. I like this design!Beautiful shot, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asiana Airline &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We boarded this plane. It was not big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in-flight meal &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel agent said before our leaving that the in flight meal would be absolutely awful. But!! you know, it looks not bad, doesn't it? Actually it was not bad. Not delicious but good. Even though, actually I got sick by car before flight. So I didn't have appetite then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Korea in the early evening. But we didn't have time to go sight-seeing. So we headed to the restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the octopus was still moving &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karubi &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was good as our expectation. I ate too much from first night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went out to see "NANTA" show. Only 5 people perform on the stage. They role play as a cook. They dance and make a sound with nife or pan or ...those stuff in the kichen. It was so fun! It's a kind of commedy. But they don't speak so much. They make us laugh with their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we returned to our hotel. But three of us went out to look for something interesting. At convinience store, I wanted chuka-man. But I don't know Korean at all. So I couldn't explain that well. In addition that, the staff couldn't understand English(same with Japan). But then, fortunately one guy come and spoke Japanese. He seemed to understand Japanese somewhat. So I could get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This night we went to bed at 3am. We were tired but more excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113153462228913272?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113153462228913272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113153462228913272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113153462228913272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113153462228913272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/11/sendai-airport-i-went-to-sendai.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113102167479122976</id><published>2005-11-03T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T04:44:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm excited!</title><content type='html'>I'm going to go to Korea tomorrow! It's staff' excursion. I'll be back to Japan on Sunday. So this trip is really short. Even though this is the first time for me to visit there. So I'm excited now. I'll eat a lot!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I was thinking I would buy some kimch as a souvenir. But, on TV, lately they've said the fact was found that there were vermins in the kimch made in Korea. Ahhh...Why are there such stuff in it? Hmmm...I'm wondering if I should buy it...but I'll eat it there.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, should I learn Korean? Recently I was busy so I haven't been thinking aout this trip so much. So I didn't try to learn it. But I'll learn just greeting words from now. To greet in local language is etiqutte, I think. Now I know just hello in Korean...(I think now in Japan many people know it though...) To the truth, I'm expecting Korean people would understand Japanese somewhat in sightseeing place. Because recently many Japanese women who loves Korean actors enthusiastically visit Korea. So I'll meet many Japanese people even in Korea.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'll enjoy this trip!!&lt;br /&gt;!!! In what language will I be asked at immigration officer, I wonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113102167479122976?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113102167479122976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113102167479122976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113102167479122976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113102167479122976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-excited.html' title='I&apos;m excited!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113066863677746186</id><published>2005-10-30T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T02:37:16.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I went for a drive.&lt;br /&gt;I dropped in the station of road in Kawasaki. Many vegetables were sold there. I usually like to see those. I wanted to buy but I gave up. Because in my refrigerator there was still food I had to eat soon...so first I have to cook them...anyway, I want to go there again. It was interesting.&lt;br /&gt; And I drove up to Ichinoseki(even though Kawasaki is also a part of Ichinoseki now.). From the road I was driving, I could see Ichinoseki gakuin. And the school festival was held. Most of high schools hold a school festival in the end of August to the first of September. So I thought it was unusual at first. But just think of it, that school was private. So they might have the festival whenever they want to. And achademic shools usually want to finish such event as earlier as it can.&lt;br /&gt; I went to Geo. I want some novels. But unfortunately only comics and games were sold there...It was a shame! OK. Next time I'll go to book market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this weekend. I think I didn't do anything special(eccept making an apple pie). But the weather was so nice. So just going out is enough. But After a trip, I want to go drinking with my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113066863677746186?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113066863677746186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113066863677746186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066863677746186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066863677746186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-went-for-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113066591812857108</id><published>2005-10-30T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:54:09.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple pie &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 11 apples last friday. I like an apple but how do I eat these all? So I decided to make an apple pie. But this time I cut corners. I didn't make the dough. I used frozen pie dough. It's really easy. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113066591812857108?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113066591812857108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113066591812857108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066591812857108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066591812857108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/apple-pie-i-got-11-apples-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113066478400038335</id><published>2005-10-30T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T01:37:01.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/640/P1000374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/7/5557/320/P1000374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas tree &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this christmas tree at 100 yen shop. That's 300yen in total.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113066478400038335?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113066478400038335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113066478400038335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066478400038335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113066478400038335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/christmas-tree-i-got-this-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113041652685066922</id><published>2005-10-27T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T05:35:26.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm happy</title><content type='html'>I have a happy thing for me. One of the teachers showed me a composition. It was the girl's who helped me with my work for the festival...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I was working the clothes which were used in the role play. It was hard to get all clothes we used in a play. So I had to make some of them. I like creating. I'm pretty good at that(I think. But I'll say it's just my opinion.) Anyway, I did sewing. I used sewing machine for the first time since I used it during home economic class when I was a high school student. I forgot completely how to use it at first. But fortunately the home economic teacher who works part time was the day I just met a trouble. And she taught me kindly. So I could start making the clothe. Somehow  I was making then. And the girl and her friend come in the room and started to help me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The explanation was a little bit long. Now, to return to the subject. The girl saw my work. So she added a comment about my work in her composition. Like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;"She was using a sewing machine clumsily. There was ragged cloth by her which hadn't been cut thread which should be done. But I don't think it is shabby. She made it for us. I felt that it is nice to do something hard for someone..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"慣れない手つきでミシンを動かしていた。そばには糸処理のされていない布がちらばっていた。でも、私はそれがぼろぼろだとは思わない。私たちのために作ってくれた。私は、誰かのために一生懸命にがんばることはいいことだなと感じた...。”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed first when I read that. Because, from her eyes, I seemed to be seen that I used it clumsily. And shbby cloth...But I was so happy and my eyes got watery...Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113041652685066922?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113041652685066922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113041652685066922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113041652685066922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113041652685066922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-happy.html' title='I&apos;m happy'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113015779064159476</id><published>2005-10-24T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T07:14:16.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My day-off</title><content type='html'>I chose hotel koyokan(紅葉館）for today's onsen in hanamaki. Because I have a free coupon for there. It was really nice weather so I went there. If it was rainy, I wouldn't because I don't want to drive to such far. I got there before 1p.m. Then some visiters werer about to leave by bus. So in the bath, there was only woman. It was nice time and of course the bath was also good. When I was there, two women who seemed to be from overseas were coming. I thought they were parent and her dauther. I was thinking whether I speak to them or not then. It was first time for me that I spoke to stranger! Yeah, I did. I like speaking English even though my English is not perfect but enough to have a chat. (I reminded my trip in German and London then. My friend and me were spoken to by local people in English and also Japanese. One time of them was help for us. And others were just chattings. Somehow I was so happy then.) Anyway I said "Hello." and they also hello with smiling. "Are you English speakers? Can I talk to you?", I said. They were kind to take it. The mother, she were from America to visit her daughter. This time was first experience for onsen. She was enjoying it. And her daughter was working in Iwate. They haven't met for 15 months. So they were enjoying spending time together. And the mother said she had tried sushi and found she doesn't like row fish and like hamburg one(haha). It's a shame you don't like actual sushi. (By the way even though I spoke to them first but I was nervous a little bit. Because it was in English...) We talked a little bit in a bath. Yeah, I was hot so couldn't stay there any more then. I thanked them. Nice to see you and thanks for having talking with me.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it is really hotel. So I didn't take a picture but the opposite that there is a quite nice ryokan. So I took this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanamaki onsen &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After onsen, I decided to go to morioka because I came here(hanamaki) all the way from such far. And I enjoyed shopping there. I wanted a textbook for learnig German TV program. But it was lack. It's a shame!&lt;br /&gt;My family's house in on the way from Morioka to my room. So I dropped there to get some vegetables. :) And I got also a peice of cake. Now there, my mom, brother and grandmother live. So it would be enough if she had bought three piece of caked. If so, I couldn't get mine. But she bought a big one for cut. I didn't know then why my mom bought such cake today. So I asked. And I realized that. Yeah, today is my brother's birthday. I forgot that completly... I wonder what I should present for him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113015779064159476?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113015779064159476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113015779064159476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113015779064159476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113015779064159476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-day-off.html' title='My day-off'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-113011540046229904</id><published>2005-10-23T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T17:56:40.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe strong drinker...</title><content type='html'>Last night I had a drinking party. I had a couple of beers, sake and chu-hi. I was concious. I didn't feel any feeling I was drunk. Although of course I enjoyed it a lot. The party finished around 12.(Even though we wanted to stay there, but it was Sunday, so the close time is earlier.) I got to my room before 1. I wasn't sleepy but I went to bed soon because I wanted to go out today. (I woke up at 8:30. I'm good. Haha :)) Yeah, now I'm thinking what to do today. Actually I want to go to onsen. But which onsen? Ummm...anyway I'll go anywhere so I'll prepare...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-113011540046229904?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/113011540046229904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=113011540046229904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113011540046229904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/113011540046229904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/maybe-strong-drinker.html' title='maybe strong drinker...'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112998329571043382</id><published>2005-10-22T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:29:50.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's dinner &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oden and okaka onigiri(and alcohol :p). Both of them I made by myself, of course. I usually make  some okaka onigiri on weekend. And froze them. So I can eat those anytime.&lt;br /&gt;And about oden. I think oden really suits autumn and winter. Yeah, it's getting cold. So I felt like having oden. That's why I made. But I made too much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112998329571043382?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112998329571043382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112998329571043382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998329571043382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998329571043382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/todays-dinner-oden-and-okaka.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112998323419260569</id><published>2005-10-22T05:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:20:04.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of them connected their sheet. And they drew a picture on it. It's brilliant. I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112998323419260569?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112998323419260569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112998323419260569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998323419260569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998323419260569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/poem-two-of-them-connected-their-sheet.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112998320118946632</id><published>2005-10-22T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T05:17:41.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poem &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are on school festival. It's till tomorrow. The third year students made a poem each in English. They were so nice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112998320118946632?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112998320118946632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112998320118946632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998320118946632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112998320118946632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/poem-now-we-are-on-school-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112973850596762451</id><published>2005-10-19T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T05:14:20.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>紅葉（こうよう）</title><content type='html'>The leaves in Iwate park seeme to have already started to turn. I miss them. Actually I'm in mountain now. But perhaps the leaves here which turn their color are not so much...(I think the kinds of tree are different from that the one which turns the color.) Iwate park is nice place to see those beautiful scene. I really want to go out to see "autumn". But usually once we have a job, we tend to miss the best time of "koyo". Yeah, in this weekend we have school festival. So if I can go, maybe it's on Monday. But I doubt it. Because, on Sunday, we'll have a drinking party...so I might be tired then. But I want to go. And I want to enjoy onsen as well. If you live in Iwate, I recommend kozanso(湖山荘）as nice onsen place. It makes us feel Japan. Michelle liked there so she would often go there. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame there isn't exact word in a dictionary which means the leaves turn their colors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112973850596762451?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112973850596762451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112973850596762451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112973850596762451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112973850596762451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='紅葉（こうよう）'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112937833775366321</id><published>2005-10-15T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T05:12:17.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Limousine!</title><content type='html'>I saw a limo tonight! I think this is the first time for me. Somehow(?) I put my foot down and I tried to chase it. :) I was excited a little bit. I wanted to see it well. The number plate was green. So I think it would not be for individual. This limo was not big but absolutely it was limo. Are thre any limos in Iwate, I wonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112937833775366321?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112937833775366321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112937833775366321' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112937833775366321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112937833775366321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/limousine.html' title='Limousine!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112895733537149346</id><published>2005-10-10T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T08:21:43.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conducting</title><content type='html'>Our brass band club had a concert this weekend. Actually I used to be a trombone player. But I joined that as a percussion player(sounds strange. Because I haven't used this word.Is it correct, I wonder?) When the concert passed the half of it, there was a small happening to me. I was standing on the stage behind the curtain then. I was going to join their, you know, as a percussion player again(It's tambourine. It's fun.). But they called me and told me to join as a conducter. I have conducted during their practicing and I also conducted on the eve of their practicing on that day. But I hadn't seen the scores they played, and hadn't memorized those yet. Anyway, somehow I did, even though I wasn't satisfided with my work.&lt;br /&gt;I experienced a conducter of the club I belonged when I was a high school student. To conduct is interesting and looks nice. But actually it's really hard. We have to listen carefully to each part sounds and balance. If I talk about this, it would be long. So I won't. Anyway, this time, I did for the first time in for five years(maybe). So my right sholder hurts a little bit now. You'll know, to conduct for some tunes is hard for physical. Anyway I enjoyed a lot with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112895733537149346?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112895733537149346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112895733537149346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112895733537149346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112895733537149346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/conducting.html' title='conducting'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112894797748897334</id><published>2005-10-10T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T07:39:40.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chestnuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chestnuts &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't those nuts big?? By our house, there is one chestnut tree. It is yong tree as it is, so not tall. But it bears quite big nuts. This is my hand. My hands are big as a girl, I think. Even though that, the nuts look big.&lt;br /&gt;It's a shame that the picture isn't forcused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112894797748897334?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112894797748897334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112894797748897334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112894797748897334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112894797748897334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/chestnuts.html' title='chestnuts'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112851974661159945</id><published>2005-10-05T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T06:42:26.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold.</title><content type='html'>I like autumn and winter. Even though (of course I know that it's natural.) it is cold now. I think if in winter, we use heater and kotatsu. But now it's autumn. So we tend not to use those stuff yet though it's such cold.&lt;br /&gt; But I used heater last night for the first time since April. I was so cold. I have a cold now. I've taken a medicine since last friday. My cold didn't become worse. Just sore throat and cough. I have to cure a cold before it becomes worse again.&lt;br /&gt; And I have to go back my home to get my coat and so on which I need in winter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112851974661159945?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112851974661159945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112851974661159945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112851974661159945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112851974661159945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-cold.html' title='It&apos;s cold.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112817333336855750</id><published>2005-10-01T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T08:16:34.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pino &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a pino of star(?) shape. It is rare, isn't it? This tastes chestnut. When I ate a pino which takes vanilla before, I got a heart shape one.&lt;br /&gt;I'll buy it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112817333336855750?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112817333336855750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112817333336855750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112817333336855750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112817333336855750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/10/look.html' title='Look!!'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112808721389134909</id><published>2005-09-30T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T06:46:33.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aroma &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so hectic today...I had a workshop in the after noon. So this week, I had to make a report about that. And after this, I went to back to school to work. Students have a examination on Monday. So I have to make the paper.&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying this aroma now. This scent is grapefruit. It makes me feel comfortable. In summer time, I didn't do this because it was hot. But from now, it will be effective to make me feel good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112808721389134909?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112808721389134909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112808721389134909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112808721389134909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112808721389134909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/aroma-im-so-hectic-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112800595034738755</id><published>2005-09-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:59:10.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da vinci code</title><content type='html'>I've just finished reading Da vinci code. It is really interesting. Actually I'm interested in Arts and medieval histry. So this book was really congenial to my taste. After reading, I visited kadokawa's home page. In the book, that site was introduced to Japanese whom Chiristianity is unfamiliar to. And I knew that it was held  an exhibition of Da vinci in Tokyo now. I want to visit there!! It will be held till 3rd on Novenber. Can I get a chance to go there, I wonder? Yeah, maybe I'll be able to go if I have enough money. It reminds me now, we have a staff trip in Novenber. We may go to Korea. So I have to save money till  then...hummmm...&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Tokyo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112800595034738755?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112800595034738755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112800595034738755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112800595034738755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112800595034738755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/da-vinci-code.html' title='Da vinci code'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112765934818165154</id><published>2005-09-25T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T07:42:28.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rythimic gymnastics</title><content type='html'>Today I went to the general gym in Shiwa. There was a rythmic gymnastics exhibition of Morioka high school students. That high school is pretty famous for rythmic gymnastics(boys). They have come in the 1st several times at the competition in Japan. Their performance was just for 5 to ten minutes. But it was so beautiful and attractive. They all were not so tall as their age. Despite of that, their moving were so powerful and dynamic. It was first time for me to see that peformance in live. It was good chance to see that. It's a really shame that I didn't bring my camera. (I left my camera in a car which had been serviced.)&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have one thing to say...There are two students who have an arm in a cast...scary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112765934818165154?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112765934818165154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112765934818165154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112765934818165154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112765934818165154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/rythimic-gymnastics.html' title='rythimic gymnastics'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112721463714627550</id><published>2005-09-20T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T04:10:37.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I had my hair cut.</title><content type='html'>Finally I had my hair cut. I've been thinking lately if I cut my hair...I was bored that hair style. But my friend said to me that I should grow my hair more because my hair had grown such. First I agreed that suggestion. BUT even though I cut. Now parhaps my hair style looks like students'...but my students said to me that it was good choice to cut. It was quite reputation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112721463714627550?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112721463714627550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112721463714627550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721463714627550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721463714627550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-had-my-hair-cut.html' title='I had my hair cut.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112721064390801502</id><published>2005-09-20T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T03:04:03.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000295.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000295.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the neme...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112721064390801502?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112721064390801502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112721064390801502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721064390801502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721064390801502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-forgot-neme.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112721048483719899</id><published>2005-09-20T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T03:01:24.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000293.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000293.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jugoya&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112721048483719899?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112721048483719899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112721048483719899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721048483719899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112721048483719899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/jugoya.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112679763882523910</id><published>2005-09-15T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T08:20:38.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To write a blog in English.</title><content type='html'>I got impressed so much with my friend’ blog!! I really thought I have to improve my English…especially my poor vocaburaly. and expression, too. Hummm…(*shrug*) But I also think I should consider my content well. Usually my comments are short and such articles kids write. I feel so…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I think of my week now. I just go to work. Except that, there is nothing special around here. Everyday, get up, have breakfast, work, get home, have dinner, TV, take a bath, work, go to bed…just do those.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe I’ve gotten stresses and strains. Actually my back has hurt since sports meet, it was almost two weeks ago. It is true that I haven’t exercised enough lately, actually since after school. But I never hurt my back couse of that. I mean that events absolutely for students so I haven’t participated in any events. I just prepared all stuff needed in each event. When I carried such heavy stool, I hurt my back…still now, I feel pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have to be up!!Even though my life is like that, I have one pleasant. It is to join brass band!! To speak rightly, to coach them. They’re practicing one of compositions, march, I played before as requirement in the competition. So I know well it how to play or what to be like. Yeah, I’m sure I demand of them that they should practice much more. But I want them to make a nice performance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112679763882523910?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112679763882523910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112679763882523910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112679763882523910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112679763882523910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/to-write-blog-in-english.html' title='To write a blog in English.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112636100978933174</id><published>2005-09-10T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T07:03:29.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do...</title><content type='html'>I'll spend this weekend alone. Boring...what should I do...? Studying English? Surf the internet? Hummm...to be honest, I wanted to go to aikido practice. But onece I'm back home, usually I do nothing about my room...cleaning, working...like that. Even though when I'm hometown, I relaxed. And always someone is around me and I can talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend when I was back there, I did most of things I had to do...going to the bank to apply for budget account, vote, renewaling my driver' license...They were bothering to me. But I've already done. So I can spent this free time just for my pastime.  Wait!! Ahhhh....I have one big work...Blahhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to write something fun to read...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112636100978933174?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112636100978933174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112636100978933174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112636100978933174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112636100978933174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-to-do.html' title='What to do...'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112626722732936386</id><published>2005-09-09T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T05:02:26.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened??</title><content type='html'>Last night, got home and when I open the freezer, I was so surprised and got into a flurry. Somehow it wasn’t working!! All frozen food were melt! Ice returned to water and in that it so sweated…At first I was afraid the freezer was broken. But when I checked the refrigerator, it was working. So I strengthened the cold. After few hours, water has frozen. Good! I'm relieved...Did I forget to close that...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112626722732936386?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112626722732936386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112626722732936386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112626722732936386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112626722732936386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-happened.html' title='What happened??'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112609258267018311</id><published>2005-09-07T04:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T04:29:42.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall has come.</title><content type='html'>I feel fall these days. I like fall the best in four seasons. Especially I really like the morning from in the end of summer to fall because the air is flesh and clear. I feel comfortable with this slight cold.&lt;br /&gt;This season, I suppose that most Japanese people feel miss something somehow... How about people who live in other country, I wonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112609258267018311?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112609258267018311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112609258267018311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609258267018311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609258267018311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/fall-has-come.html' title='Fall has come.'/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112609230455085135</id><published>2005-09-07T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T04:25:04.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000282.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000282.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takada&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112609230455085135?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112609230455085135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112609230455085135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609230455085135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609230455085135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/takada.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112609225861880394</id><published>2005-09-07T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T04:24:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000287.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000287.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taneyama&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112609225861880394?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112609225861880394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112609225861880394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609225861880394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609225861880394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/taneyama_07.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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-11555660.post-112609222464539413</id><published>2005-09-07T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T04:23:44.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/640/P1000283.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/7/5557/320/P1000283.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taneyama&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11555660-112609222464539413?l=chariotfloor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/feeds/112609222464539413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11555660&amp;postID=112609222464539413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609222464539413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11555660/posts/default/112609222464539413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chariotfloor.blogspot.com/2005/09/taneyama.html' title=''/><author><name>AUKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17489303926228967078</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>
