<?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-12184325</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:14:30.106+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna's  Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-113826236472483863</id><published>2006-01-26T16:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T16:59:24.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;day of the class so we had a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!  Adam, Scott and also Katty(with baby) came to the party.  We brought many snacks and Adam made us &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brownie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;☆　It was really really delicious!!  &lt;strong&gt;Thank you Adam!!&lt;/strong&gt;  But I ate too much snacks so my stomach is full now... We also chatted a lot over snacks, had fun activity and took many many many pictures. I had a nice time♪&lt;br /&gt;    I think this first year of KG was the hardest one in my life, but I led a full life.&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy that I was able to take Scott and Adam’s IES-B class.  These hard, but happy days will stay in my memory as long as I live.  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank you very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Adam, Scott and every one of IES-B!!!  Though the class was over, I’d like to continue on my blogging!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113826236472483863?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113826236472483863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113826236472483863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113826236472483863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113826236472483863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2006/01/today-was-last-day-of-class-so-we-had.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113819943791365401</id><published>2006-01-25T23:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:30:37.933+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because I was really busy with final essay or the last presentation, my room is really dirty.  It is like a &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pigsty&lt;/span&gt;!! The room is so messy that there is hardly a place to step…There is a mess of newspapers, books, clothes and pens. The dust also lay everywhere in my room.  It is shameful!!!  So I decided to clean my room and I have cleaned since 8 o’clock, but it seems to never be finished. I may have to stay up all night to finish it… I also have to do the wash…I also have to study for the examination…I have a lot of things to do!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm busy again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113819943791365401?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113819943791365401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113819943791365401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113819943791365401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113819943791365401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2006/01/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-113811090595490681</id><published>2006-01-24T22:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:09:04.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ondo(history and festival)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/kiyomori.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/kiyomori.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In 12th century, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tairano Kiyomori&lt;/span&gt; who is one of Japan’s historical characters was in charge of widening the coastline of Ondo in order to allow big ships come into Seto Inland Sea. Back then, human sacrifices were made (the chosen sacrifices were drowned in water as offerings to sea God) but instead, Kiyomori decided to drop the kyouseki (the stones with carvings of Buddhism lettering) and still made the difficult construction successful. Tradition says that Kiyomori called for the tranquil sunset with a golden fan and accomplished the construction within one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/0071390903_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/0071390903_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1184, to honor Kiyomori, the locals built &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Kiyomori Zuka (tomb).&lt;/span&gt;The tomb stands on the 5.46 meters stone walls and surrounding area is 49.14meters. On the top, there is a stone tower with five rings ornament which is 1.98 meters high.The huge pine tree is planted next to the tomb and now the branches almost hide the tombstone of Kiyomori. People call the tree "Kiyomori Matsu(pine)". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around Kiyomori Zuka, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kiyomori Festival&lt;/span&gt; takes place &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/kiyomori2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/kiyomori2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every five years in his memory for his good deeds. The huge parade (about 500 people) across town celebrates Kiyomori. People wear costume and use some tools in Edo era. This festival has held since 800 years ago. Watching the parade make you feel that you are in the old days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/kiyomorimaturi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/kiyomorimaturi.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/12184325-113811090595490681?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113811090595490681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113811090595490681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113811090595490681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113811090595490681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2006/01/ondohistory-and-festival.html' title='Ondo(history and festival)'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113810855897445238</id><published>2006-01-24T20:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:19:10.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/0071390903_0.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/34311.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/34311.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/??????.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/34311.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/watasi08.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ecause Yoshiko gave a presentation on her hometown, I also want to tell about my hometown, Ondo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think all of you don’t know about Ondo at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ondo is located in a part of Kurahashi-island, and faces on the Ondono-seto(strait) that is very narrow strait (a 70 meter wide) between Kurahashi island and the Kure city (mainland). This strait has very busy traffic in whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is a big bridge called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ondo Bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which had been made more than 40 years ago between Ondo and Kure &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/oohashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/oohashi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;city. The Ondo Bridge is famous partly because of its location, but also because gateway on both sides of the bridge is a spiral. This unusual construction was necessitated by the narrowness of the strait. We also have a way to cross the strait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is a small &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ferry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This ferry crosses the straits and it takes about three &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/1600/watasi08.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7618/1019/200/watasi08.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;minutes. This is the shortest line in Japan. The fare is 70yen each way and there are no timetables. When we stand on pier, the ferry sail even if there are only one passenger. I used to ride on the ferry every day to go to school when I was a high school student.&lt;br /&gt;The peaceful sound of ships is Sometimes heard allows the everyone to rest&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113810855897445238?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113810855897445238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113810855897445238' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113810855897445238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113810855897445238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2006/01/because-yoshiko-gave-presentation-on.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-113510607622971285</id><published>2005-12-21T04:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T04:32:09.266+09:00</updated><title type='text'>War in Iraq</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think it is about time to withdraw troops from Iraq and I agree with the idea of setting target date for the withdrawing troops and decrease the number of troops little by little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This war began with the invasion of America and the reason of this invasion was that the president Bush believed there are many weapons of mass destruction in Iraq so he dispatched American solders to find these weapons, but no weapons of mass destruction were discovered yet. It is a great mistake of the U.S. Because of this war, many American troops died or injured and large amount of innocent Iraqi people also died or injured. These casualties never be decrease and will increase more than ever if the troops continue to stay in Iraq. I think there were no benefits from these people’s death and only great sorrow and hatred were left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Japanese Prime Minister Koizumi supports Bush and only repeats that he’ll think about the extension of detachment of the Self-Defense Forces when the deadline of detachment comes. Fortunately, there are no casualties of the Self-Defense Forces but the condition of Iraq is going from bad to worse so Koizumi (also Bush) has to set target dates for withdrawing troops early in order not to sustain casualties any more. This time, I realized that I didn’t know about Iraq war well and I think it as others’ affair so I’ll read newspaper or watch news on TV and know the condition of Iraq...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113510607622971285?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113510607622971285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113510607622971285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113510607622971285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113510607622971285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/12/war-in-iraq.html' title='War in Iraq'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113437971325182486</id><published>2005-12-12T18:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:28:33.563+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Men and Women's Communication Styles</title><content type='html'>In Japan there are many differences in communication styles of men and women like the other countries.  We can find obvious differences between men and women from the styles of body language. &lt;br /&gt;              When women talk with someone, they hear he/her as she change her facial expression.  For example, when women hear good news of someone, they make a happy face, but when they hear a bad news of someone, they wear an apprehensive expression in order to show that they are in sympathy with speaker’s emotion so women also have an interest in faces of the others.  In contrast to women, men don’t change their facial expression often.  When they hear someone, they keep a calm expression even if they have sympathy for speaker’s feelings.  We can also find he difference between men and women from gestures.  Women use exaggerated gestures and often use them to express their emotion.  When women encounter or hear something make them surprised, they cover their mouth with their hands.  Women also cover their face with their hands when they feel ashamed for their action.  Unlike women, men rarely use gestures and don’t exaggerate.  When men are surprised, they don’t show their surprise in their behavior and when they feel ashamed, they just bend their head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113437971325182486?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113437971325182486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113437971325182486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113437971325182486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113437971325182486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/12/men-and-womens-communication-styles.html' title='Men and Women&apos;s Communication Styles'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113428876292480607</id><published>2005-12-11T16:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:20:17.206+09:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days: Straight/Gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  Before I watched this movie, I've never thought about homosexuality. I've never seen or come contact with gay men or lesbians so when I watched the scene of a man natually holding hand or walking arm in arm with the other man in public in this movie, I was really surprized.&lt;br /&gt;  I think in Japan people don't approve homosexuality well and some people make fun of or despise gay men or lesbians so these homosexual person may try to keep quiet their sexual orientation. It is difficult to change this situation right away but through understanding their mind we can change step by step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  In this movie, &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt; who is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;straight man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lives with &lt;strong&gt;Ed&lt;/strong&gt; who is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;gay man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a roommate for 30 days. At first, I thouht it is really hard for them to live together because they have completely different view of homosexuality. If I am Ryan, I will feel anxious and behave awkwardly but they finally are getting along very nicely with each other. I realize the fact that christian think homosexuality as a sin against God by this movie but I can't agreee with the idea and can't understand why Ryan so rigid in the idea. I think homosexuality is about freedom and equal rights so other people should not interfere.  Ed's familly know that Ed is a gay and proud of him but not all gay men/women are accepted by their family or friend.  It is painful for them... so if  my family member or friend told me that he/she was gay, I would like to accect them and appreciate for their confiding.  I think each of us should understand these people and not prejudice against them and I hope that these people will be able to live without any anxiety or pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113428876292480607?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113428876292480607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113428876292480607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113428876292480607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113428876292480607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/12/30-days-straightgay.html' title='30 Days: Straight/Gay'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113232417513335241</id><published>2005-11-18T22:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:29:35.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Size Me</title><content type='html'>I knew that the U.S has a problem of people's overweight but I didn't realize that the problem is so serious.  The fact that 60% of the U.S adult population are overweight or obese really surprised me!!  I think this is surely because of their eating habit and it's not only the people who bears responsibility for this.&lt;br /&gt;  First of all, the people have to take care about their eating habit.  I think it's hard for people to change their eating habit like smokers but they must want to keep their health and don't want to die so they can stop eating fast food. The parents of children, especially mother has to think about food.  They have responsibility for the health care of their chidren so they should try to make well-balanced diets for their children and tell their children about the links between fast food and health problems, what should they eat or what should they avoid eating.&lt;br /&gt;  The food companies also have responsibility.  Even though they don't intended to make people obesity and illness by their foods, they spend much money on advertising worldwide or lure children into their restaurants (with toys, playground and so on...) to gain a lot of money. This is a cause of a problem of obesity in the U.S.  To solve this, all companies should inform consumers about the nutritional value of their every products.  Actually, I always chose food by refering to this information in the restaurants or convenience store. &lt;br /&gt;  I think I also must make a change in my eating habit.  I now go McDonals to have lunch once a week though nutritionists say that never eat fast food or eat only once a month or I sometimes eat only confectionery as mydinner.  This is because I live alone now...so I should be more care ful!!!  What Morgan is doing in this movie is really dangerous and crazy, but this movie reminds me of importance of well-balanced diet☆★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113232417513335241?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113232417513335241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113232417513335241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113232417513335241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113232417513335241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/super-size-me.html' title='Super Size Me'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113222429832083207</id><published>2005-11-17T18:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T19:44:58.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll go back to Hiroshima because I make an appointment with the doctor of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;orthodontic clinic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  When I decided to go to the clinic was at the beginning of this month.  My mother suddenly called me and said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Why don't you straighten your teeth??&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've wanted to do it for a long time because my front teeth are rather prominent...but I didn't know about it(How to do it?, Which clinic should I go? and so on.) and thought that it's troublesome so I gave it up. &lt;br /&gt;But!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, one of my mother's friends is working at the orthodontic clinic and invited me to come to the clinic and I determined to have crooked teeth straightened.  I've been hearing that attaching bridge is really really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! and my doctor told me to have my tooth pulled out.  I&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it...I don't like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;needle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I have to endure it to have straight set of teeth!I'll bear up&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;☆&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;★ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113222429832083207?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113222429832083207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113222429832083207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113222429832083207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113222429832083207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-weekend-ill-go-back-to-hiroshima.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113220429227609536</id><published>2005-11-17T13:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T18:45:47.420+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"Kao" and "Tsura"</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Kao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  This word  is the neutral way to refer the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Face"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  People in Japan usually use this word but on the other hand, people use the word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Tsura"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on rare occasions to swear at someone so this word is a negative conntation in Japan.  For example, when someone is in debt and doesn't pay off it but he behaves as if nothing had happened and comes to owe again, the lender says to him, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Dono &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;tsura&lt;/span&gt; sagete koko ni kita!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How cheeky you are to come here!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I've never heard this word is said by somesone in the real world, but in the movies, people sometimes use this word. It's really &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113220429227609536?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113220429227609536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113220429227609536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113220429227609536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113220429227609536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/kao-and-tsura.html' title='&quot;Kao&quot; and &quot;Tsura&quot;'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113196543728988028</id><published>2005-11-14T18:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:50:37.363+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligence Inventory questions</title><content type='html'>1, How would you categorize your own level of intelligence?  What could you do to improve it?&lt;br /&gt;I think my own level of intellignce is not bad, but not good so I have to improve it.&lt;br /&gt; As for academic intelligence, I can develop it by studying hard in the college. Concerning another intelligence, I think experience is important factor of improving my interigence.  As we experience vaious matters, we will get many knowledge.  I also have to be interesed in a variety of fields.  It will also help me to expand my knowledge and I may find out my hidden capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, Why is society interested in your intelligence and schooling?&lt;br /&gt;I guess that it is because the society thinks of our intelligence and schooling as a gauge of our ability.  The society judges one's ability to adaopt to the community by his intelligence and his schooling(They care wether he received schooling or not, what he learned and so on...) and think that he/she never able to do something satisfactly if someone doesn't get a good education.  It's because he/she doesn't have enough capacity of adaptation to new environment and to cope well with some problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, Do you think intelligence is fixed at birth, or is it constantly changing?&lt;br /&gt;I believe intelligence is constantly changing, though a few people have high intelligence or talent from their birth.  If someone wants to improve his/her intelligence and makes every effort, he/she can develop it.  As I said in the question No,1, we can diffuse knowledge or get an ability to adapt to changing conditions in the society by learning new skills.  I think this is why we are learning.  In addition to learning, out experience influence our intelligence. The more we experience new things, the more we find suitable regions for our abilities. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113196543728988028?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113196543728988028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113196543728988028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113196543728988028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113196543728988028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/intelligence-inventory-questions.html' title='Intelligence Inventory questions'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113188762299000918</id><published>2005-11-13T21:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T22:13:43.006+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;These days&lt;/strong&gt;, it's getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;colder and colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the leaves are&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; turning&lt;/span&gt;.  I wanted to enjoy them so I decided to go to Kyoto to see beautiful &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;colored leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Because Yoshiko knows about Kyoto well I left it to her where we would go and chose &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koudai temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is famous place for beautiful colored leaves.  Fortunately, it was nice weather and many people visited there.  Though the leaves didn't turn completely, it was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wonderful!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  I was happy to see such a lovely sight&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;We also went to town to do some shopping after.  I enjoyed both sightseeing and shopping for only one day and spent a full day~♪&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I recommend you to go out to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;colored leaves&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113188762299000918?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113188762299000918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113188762299000918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113188762299000918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113188762299000918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/these-days-its-getting-colder-and.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113172348222944309</id><published>2005-11-11T22:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T00:38:02.243+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Party~♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was presented at the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;party&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which was given by an owner of my apartment and held every year.  She invited all the people in the apartment and introduced a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overseas student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who stays owner's house and his friends to us.  She also made a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;variety of dishes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we were able to eat them or drink &lt;strong&gt;for free&lt;/strong&gt; so I ate too much....I also enjoyed &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chatting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with overseas students.  They  are interesting and speaks Japanese very well!!  The party started at 7:00 p.m. and ended at 11:30 p.m. I really  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;had a good time&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;★&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;★&lt;/span&gt;★&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'm thankful to an owner for giving us a chance to contact with overseas students and making delicious food.  She is very kind and motherlike so I really really &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;her!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113172348222944309?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113172348222944309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113172348222944309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113172348222944309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113172348222944309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/11/party.html' title='Party~♪'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-113075082904975843</id><published>2005-10-31T18:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T18:27:09.173+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My new hobby??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few days ago&lt;/span&gt;, when I was reading a fashion magazine, I found interesting article.  It says that you can knit a muffler, a bolero or a shawl&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; easily&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;surely complete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;them &lt;/span&gt;and also tells how to make.  According to the article, it doesn't need any tool and we can knit by using only our own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fingers&lt;/span&gt;!!!  Because I've never heard of such a method, I was really surprised&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;☆&lt;/span&gt; Though I'm not good at handicraft and never tried knitting, I wanted to try to do something new so I decided to challenge it!! &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I soon get tired of things&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish I can finish all&lt;/span&gt;....  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-113075082904975843?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/113075082904975843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=113075082904975843' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113075082904975843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/113075082904975843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-new-hobby.html' title='My new hobby??'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-112947438026639374</id><published>2005-10-16T23:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T23:53:00.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"50 First Dates"</title><content type='html'>(A+)   This is a love story between a man and a woman in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;Henry is an animal doctor in Hawaii and a flirt so he doesn't love only one woman truly.  One day, he meets Lucy who is a roco in the cafeteria and falls in love.  They promise to meet again, but Lucy doesn't remember Henry because she has trouble of  short-term memory loss which is caused by car accident.  Every night while she sleeps, her memory is wiped clean so for her, everyday is same day.  Her family (father and brother)  follow the routine so that Lucy experiences same day.  Henry can't erase her from his mind so he does a great effort to attract her attention and to be remembered by her, but her family want him stay away.  Though her family keep to same things, Lucy realizes the truth.  From the day, Henry shows her the video to tell her real life and they get to love each other.  At the same time, Lucy starts to make journal with her own word to remember Henry, but after several days, she burns it to forget him because there is no future between them and their relation is broken.  Henry decide to go on a journey by ship and when he starts, he suddenly recalls that Lucy always sings a same song when she meets Henry.  He thinks Lucy remembers him and goes to see her. Lucy actually doesn't know Henry, but she writes many pictures of Henry.  Finally, they marry and have their children and live happily.  I really impressed by great love of the people  who surround Lucy and excited because I wasn't able to predict the ending of this movie at all.  I think this movie tells us a great value of love and family.  This movie entertains me not only by the romantic story but also by the funny characters apper in this movie so I'll recommend this movie to my family or friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112947438026639374?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112947438026639374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112947438026639374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112947438026639374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112947438026639374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/10/50-first-dates.html' title='&quot;50 First Dates&quot;'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112800982529173708</id><published>2005-09-30T00:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T01:03:45.323+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"30 Days"</title><content type='html'>1, What did you think about the first episode of "30 Days "?&lt;br /&gt;I realized that in America, there are many people who live with minimun wage and it is really hard...They have to work for a long time to get enough money to live, have to limit expense for food, transportation, household goods...and can't go see a doctor easily.  I think I may manage to live with minimum wage for only 30 years, but it's impossible to live more than 30days because I always have to think about money.  It will make me nervous and frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2,What if you could live someone else's life for just 30 days?&lt;br /&gt;If I had to live in country which has a frigid climate like Russia and Canada for 30 days, it will be really really hard for me!!  I have a poor blood circulation so I can't bear the cold of these country and can't move vigorously so I would stayed in the room all the time...I shudder at the thought of living in these country but this life would make me a patient person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112800982529173708?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112800982529173708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112800982529173708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112800982529173708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112800982529173708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/30-days.html' title='&quot;30 Days&quot;'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112797057662263342</id><published>2005-09-29T13:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T14:09:36.796+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese gesture</title><content type='html'>Holding the left hand flat, palm up, and making the fist with right hand ,push it against left hand vertically,　circling over the left palm, imitating a pestle, that means &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;flatter&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gomaosuru&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Japanese).  For example, When someone see the person who flatter boss in company , someone do this gesture with a smile. It means “ Did you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;flatter&lt;/span&gt; him/ her ?”  This gesture is used by people of all age in Japan. I think there is no limit of age...Of course, I sometimes use this gesture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112797057662263342?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112797057662263342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112797057662263342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112797057662263342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112797057662263342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/japanese-gesture.html' title='Japanese gesture'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112722122138173839</id><published>2005-09-20T21:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:00:21.400+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Katrina</title><content type='html'>Through the learning about hurricane Katrina, I realized that discrimination against black people is still remain in the U.S. and it caused a great difference between the rich and the poor.  I think it is serious problem so government of the U.S. should take it seriously and seek the best solution of this problem quickly.  There are also  many race and class discriminations in the world.  We all should know them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112722122138173839?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112722122138173839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112722122138173839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112722122138173839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112722122138173839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/katrina.html' title='Katrina'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112678700737194584</id><published>2005-09-15T20:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T21:23:27.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3, What do friends mean to your happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friends are important for my hapiness and I love them as much as my family.  Now, I live alone and I don't have someone who talk tome so I feel lonely and depressed but I get over it by talking, going shopping or going out to eat with my friends.  I live lively because I don't have worry and feel happy through my friends.  I really thank them very much for relieving my loneliness, depression and worry.  I think they are precious to me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4, How does your family contribute to my happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think my family realy contribute to my happiness.  I always tells the happenings of a day to my family.  When I tell my family good event happen to me, they share the joy with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the other hand, when I have trouble and worry about it, they hear my talk and give me some advice.  They relieve my mind and cheer me up so I always feel happy.  Though I live alone now, I often call my family and talk with them.  I love my family and like talking with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5,What would it take to make you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many things which make me happy, such as eating delicious food, listening to my favorite music, going out with my friends, talking with my friends or my family, returning my hometown...  Though it seems that there isn't a similarity between these things, all of them make my mind healty..reduce my worry, tension depression and cheer me up, make me relax and happy.  I think that they all important for my happiness and for my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112678700737194584?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112678700737194584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112678700737194584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112678700737194584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112678700737194584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/happiness-questions.html' title='Happiness Questions'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112668543374019693</id><published>2005-09-14T16:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T17:10:33.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This summer, I stayed my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hometown&lt;/span&gt; for a long time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I saw &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my friends&lt;/span&gt; in high school for the first time in four months and went Kraoke, shopping, swimming in the ocean, boring or went out to eat dinner...with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanted to see them so I felt very &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and really really &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also went out to eat dinner or had a barbecue in the yard with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mother cooked me some delicious meals every dinner and they delighted me very much so I unconsciously ate too much!!! (Of course I gained weight....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, I'm satisfied with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;this summer vacation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think Imade good use of my vacation!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112668543374019693?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112668543374019693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112668543374019693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112668543374019693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112668543374019693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/09/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer Vacation'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112160468732828014</id><published>2005-07-18T00:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T00:04:46.810+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto☆★(2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;In the afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;, we got back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again and went&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♪&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of shops. Yoshiko told me some nice shops!&lt;br /&gt;The shop which surprised me most is the shop we can buy&lt;br /&gt;clothes or accessory for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only 300 yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;We were absorbed in choosing clothes and spent about 1 hour at that shop.&lt;br /&gt;We bought many clothes and were able to satisfy our desire☆&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, we visited &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yasaka&lt;/em&gt; shrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gion&lt;/em&gt; festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was taken place so there are many many many... people and stand.&lt;br /&gt;Many women and a few men wore &lt;em&gt;Yukata&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we were able to see dance of &lt;em&gt;maiko&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed visiting Kyoto(&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thank you Yoshiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!) I want to go there again (^O^)／&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112160468732828014?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112160468732828014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112160468732828014' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112160468732828014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112160468732828014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/kyoto2.html' title='Kyoto☆★(2)'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112160362482167682</id><published>2005-07-17T21:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:33:44.826+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto☆★(1)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yoshiko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, it was very nice weather.(little hot...)&lt;br /&gt;We met at the Hirakata station at 8:30 a.m. and took the train to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the morning&lt;/strong&gt;, we visited some temples.&lt;br /&gt;First, we visited &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kiyomizu&lt;/em&gt; temple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(World Heritage Site).&lt;br /&gt;There are many japanese traditional buildings like shrine, &lt;em&gt;butsuzou&lt;/em&gt;(Image of Buddha)&lt;br /&gt;and wonderful sights.  We really impressed and felt &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;comfort&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After we looked around all the buildings, we were little tired and thirsty so we went teahouse&lt;br /&gt;and ate a shave ice(Green tea flavor☆) It was very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Next, we visited &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rokuharamitsu&lt;/em&gt; temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are statues of Japan's historical characters like &lt;em&gt;Kuuya, Tairanokiyomori,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; kouboudaishi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;designated important cultural property so we were really &lt;strong&gt;excited&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112160362482167682?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112160362482167682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112160362482167682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112160362482167682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112160362482167682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/kyoto1.html' title='Kyoto☆★(1)'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-112142258374929034</id><published>2005-07-15T18:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T19:16:23.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I took a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;vocabulary test 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Surprisingly,  it was too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;difficult&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;I used my brain hard and really exhaused　(-_-;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried about my grade...but I was really&lt;br /&gt;nervous about this test yesterday so my feeling is better now☆★&lt;br /&gt;  Though vocabulary test was finished and summer vacation will come,&lt;br /&gt;I have to study for a Spanish test, clean my room, etc... so I need a rest!!!&lt;br /&gt;   Tomorrow, I'll go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kyoto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;with&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Yoshiko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♪ We'll go shopping and visit some temples.&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward it because it will be my first visit to Kyoto!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my exhaused body and mind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112142258374929034?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112142258374929034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112142258374929034' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112142258374929034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112142258374929034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-i-took-vocabulary-test-2.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-112126094850811390</id><published>2005-07-13T22:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:22:28.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'>When will the rainy season be over!?</title><content type='html'>I am happy now because &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Summer vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; is really soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can't fully delighted...The cause is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It has been raining since last week so I'm feeling depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the rain, I can't do a washing!&lt;br /&gt;If I do it, I'll have to dry clothes or towels in my room.&lt;br /&gt;It is a real eyesore and my room will be filled with soggy air.....&lt;br /&gt;I also have to be anxious about &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! I hope it will not grow in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;　Does anyone know&lt;/span&gt; when the rainy season will be over!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanna go out and get some fresh air and sunshine☆★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-112126094850811390?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/112126094850811390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=112126094850811390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112126094850811390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/112126094850811390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-will-rainy-season-be-over.html' title='When will the rainy season be over!?'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-111795833204567921</id><published>2005-06-05T16:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T16:58:52.053+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal blurb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;゛&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Good-bye,Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother left this message and went back home. From now on,she has to live alone. She felt&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nervous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because she didn't know how to do a washing,how to deduct money from a bank account and how to separate garbage according to type.  She had left all things to her mother before so she was helpless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fortunately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;an owner of an apartment is kindness and supports her life &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like her mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... Two months have passed since she started to live alone.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How is her live?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Are there any trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Can she do all things on her own??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111795833204567921?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111795833204567921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111795833204567921' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111795833204567921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111795833204567921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/06/personal-blurb.html' title='Personal blurb'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12184325.post-111776834980541647</id><published>2005-06-03T11:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T12:12:29.810+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are many beautiful places(like Central garden..)  in college.&lt;br /&gt;   I like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Japanese garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the best of all these places in college.&lt;br /&gt;There is a teahouse and pool which is called "Mandaike".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yoshiko&lt;/span&gt; recommended this place to me.  We had lunch in this place.&lt;br /&gt;There are only a few people in this place so really silent&lt;br /&gt;      and we only can hear sounds of fountain and the song of birds.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;felt relaxed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;could rive all my care or tiredness away&lt;/span&gt;☆&lt;br /&gt;    I think this place is suitable to study, read books or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go there and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;eat lunch&lt;/span&gt; today(^o^)  &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;How about going to this place??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111776834980541647?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111776834980541647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111776834980541647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111776834980541647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111776834980541647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/06/there-are-many-beautiful-placeslike.html' title=''/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-111769252365430978</id><published>2005-06-02T14:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T15:08:43.660+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why I go to college on foot...</title><content type='html'>I go to college &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;on foot&lt;/span&gt; these days.&lt;br /&gt; My apartment is far from the college so it takes &lt;strong&gt;about 30 minutes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know why I go to college on foot?...&lt;/strong&gt;because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm on a diet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 3 reasons.&lt;br /&gt;    1, I heard that &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Itsumi &lt;/span&gt;is on a diet.  I can't understand why....she isn't fat and&lt;br /&gt;           doesn't need to go on a diet!  I thought it is me who have to go on a diet!!!&lt;br /&gt;    2, My mother is &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;more slender than me&lt;/span&gt;!!(&gt;_&lt;) I don't want to admit that fact.&lt;br /&gt;    3, The clothes which fit me are limited so I can't always wear the clothes&lt;br /&gt;            which I like...&lt;br /&gt;I want to continue this habit of walking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;at least for one month&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; I also have to care about my meals!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111769252365430978?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111769252365430978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111769252365430978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111769252365430978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111769252365430978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/06/reason-why-i-go-to-college-on-foot.html' title='The reason why I go to college on foot...'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-111761776355691293</id><published>2005-06-01T17:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:22:43.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"Learnig Spanish</title><content type='html'>I take &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tought that it is easy to study Spanish before I attended the class&lt;br /&gt;but it was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;a shallow thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt; Actually, it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;very very hard&lt;/span&gt; for me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many rules of grammar. Pronounciation is difficult...&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;many many many things&lt;/span&gt;..but it is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy it☆☆    I want to be able to speak Spanish fluently and want to go &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Mexico&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the examination approaches so I have to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best to get good grade in the test.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Please, cheer me up!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111761776355691293?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111761776355691293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111761776355691293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111761776355691293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111761776355691293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/06/learnig-spanish.html' title='&quot;Learnig Spanish'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-111753111018272271</id><published>2005-05-31T18:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T18:18:30.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My hometown "Ondo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My home town is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ondo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(in Hiroshima).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; my hometown!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This town is small and surrounded by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;People in this town are friendly and kindly.&lt;br /&gt;There is no high buildings, no department store, no amusement centers...&lt;br /&gt;but there is many peaceful landscape like rice field,&lt;br /&gt;old buildings and rich natural environment.&lt;br /&gt;I could see a beautiful sea from my room.&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;relaxed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; refreshed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; ... I miss my home town!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking foward to return home during summer vacation☆★&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111753111018272271?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111753111018272271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111753111018272271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111753111018272271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111753111018272271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-hometown-ondo.html' title='My hometown &quot;Ondo&quot;'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-12184325.post-111352889763685822</id><published>2005-04-15T09:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:23:44.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to blog!</title><content type='html'>Hello,I'm anna. My hobby is listening to music.I love &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;reggae&lt;/span&gt; music.It makes me feel relax.And makes me happy.I listen it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite reggae musician is &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pushim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(japanese female singer).Her voice is beautifull and soulfull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12184325-111352889763685822?l=annasideas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/feeds/111352889763685822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12184325&amp;postID=111352889763685822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111352889763685822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12184325/posts/default/111352889763685822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annasideas.blogspot.com/2005/04/welcome-to-blog.html' title='Welcome to blog!'/><author><name>anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15559795074709785144</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
