<?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-17171356</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:20:29.147+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mondo's E2  Writing Class-Semester 2 2005-6</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108598048694588</id><published>2006-02-28T09:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:37:39.756+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice – Atsushi</title><content type='html'>When your shopping in supermarket, you should have your eye on time service. It is to your benefit. You can save on your money. So I suggest that you go shopping just before the shop is closed. It is your aim.    Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108598048694588?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108598048694588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108598048694588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108598048694588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108598048694588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/advice-atsushi.html' title='Advice – Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108595138512072</id><published>2006-02-28T09:18:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:19:11.386+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Basho Matsuo - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I respect Basho Matsuo. Recently, even foreign people know his poem. "Furuikeya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto"&lt;br /&gt;I'm familiar with him because our hometown is same. When I was childhood, we sang a song about him everyday. He traveled around Japan when it rains, winds strong night. He lived for the poem. He gave everything to the poem. I thought I wanted to look for a such thing in my life.Thank you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108595138512072?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108595138512072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108595138512072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108595138512072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108595138512072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/basho-matsuo-atsushi.html' title='Basho Matsuo - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108591802798308</id><published>2006-02-28T09:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:18:38.026+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know B-boy style? - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I'm interested in fashion. I think fashion is related in music. Do you know B-boy style?&lt;br /&gt;They wear over size clothes. They like HipHop music. And there are punk rock style.&lt;br /&gt;I like Reggae music.And Iwear something resta color or Jamaica color, rion item. It's many interesting.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108591802798308?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108591802798308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108591802798308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108591802798308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108591802798308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-you-know-b-boy-style-atsushi.html' title='Do you know B-boy style? - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108582521025093</id><published>2006-02-28T09:16:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:18:07.370+09:00</updated><title type='text'>「I can do it 」- Atsushi</title><content type='html'>「I can do it 」 I was deeply impressed by it. I was taught that by my teacher. At that time, he cuoldn't work but he said I can do.   And he was admired by company. He stood harder and harder about that work. And he became he can.It's  cool Almost people will say if I can't I can't, I say I can't .  But I think it's good especially work.If I make a last-ditch effort, for I can do everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108582521025093?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108582521025093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108582521025093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108582521025093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108582521025093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-can-do-it-atsushi.html' title='「I can do it 」- Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108580044463759</id><published>2006-02-28T09:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:16:40.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Internet give us much information. we can get information all around world in brief. Also, we can keep touch with foreigners. It can enjoy listening music,playing game and watching a picture. It hav many uses.   thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108580044463759?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108580044463759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108580044463759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108580044463759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108580044463759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/internet-atsushi.html' title='Internet - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108576652833931</id><published>2006-02-28T09:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:16:06.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'>If you have your dream...Atsushi</title><content type='html'>If you have your dream, you should try to grant it. Your hope would not come true unless you try it. You will often go through hardships. you will often stop to think. But you must not give up your your dream. Because you have a hope to come true your dream.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108576652833931?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108576652833931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108576652833931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108576652833931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108576652833931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-you-have-your-dreamatsushi.html' title='If you have your dream...Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108573352362165</id><published>2006-02-28T09:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:15:33.523+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadline- Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I’m studying English now. I have difficulty because I don’t have good idea. I don’t know what to write. But the deadline is drawing near. By all means, I have to hand in it by the deadline. I have very hard time now.   Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108573352362165?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108573352362165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108573352362165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108573352362165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108573352362165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/deadline-atsushi.html' title='Deadline- Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108570084700507</id><published>2006-02-28T09:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:15:00.846+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Arakawa Shizuka - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Arakawa Shizuka is a figyuaskte athelete who is a gold medalist in Torino Olympic. She is the first medalist in Japan. Although she had pressure of all around Japan, she won. She is a woman with a lot of guts. I want to be like her, and I want to have confidence in myself. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108570084700507?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108570084700507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108570084700507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108570084700507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108570084700507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/arakawa-shizuka-atsushi.html' title='Arakawa Shizuka - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108564841564467</id><published>2006-02-28T09:13:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:14:08.416+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I wear glasses? - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Why do I wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Because I can’t see anything without my glasses. I can’t walk straight. I can’t watch brackboad. I can’t see my friends face. I can’t drive my car. This is inconvenient for me. For this reason, I need to wear glass.    Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108564841564467?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108564841564467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108564841564467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108564841564467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108564841564467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-do-i-wear-glasses-atsushi.html' title='Why do I wear glasses? - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108562486157449</id><published>2006-02-28T09:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:13:44.860+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Set out on a journey - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I was going to go abroad to study.But I couldn’t. I really wanted to go. So,I decided to set out on a journey. I want to acquire much knowledge there, and I want to make use of that knowledge in my life.  Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108562486157449?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108562486157449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108562486157449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108562486157449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108562486157449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/set-out-on-journey-atsushi.html' title='Set out on a journey - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108557931358648</id><published>2006-02-28T09:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:12:59.313+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutting classes - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Because of cutting classes, I have to attend a refresher course. So I decided to change my mind.  I try to study English harder, and I take care not to inconvenience people. I want to be so.    Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108557931358648?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108557931358648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108557931358648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108557931358648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108557931358648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/cutting-classes-atsushi.html' title='Cutting classes - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108554135874538</id><published>2006-02-28T09:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:12:21.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas memory – Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Last Christmas was very sad. My　friends and I were very free at Christmas Eve. And we decided  to go to club. And dancing all night with lonely boys and girls. It is not so bad. We’ll go to there next Christmas.       Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108554135874538?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108554135874538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108554135874538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108554135874538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108554135874538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/christmas-memory-atsushi.html' title='Christmas memory – Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108551299798206</id><published>2006-02-28T09:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:11:52.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Future-Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I’m no future. But I like English and I’m interesting in America. First year at YMCA has very bad. Next year I’ ll study harder. I want to skill up. And I graduated this school, I want to go America to study the world things.　　Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108551299798206?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108551299798206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108551299798206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108551299798206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108551299798206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/future-atsushi.html' title='Future-Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108547674143263</id><published>2006-02-28T09:10:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:11:16.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween - Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Halloween&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about that a little. Children walk around there. And they say "Please give us a candy". I think it is interesting custom. I want Halloween party,too. I want to eat many pumpkim pies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108547674143263?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108547674143263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108547674143263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108547674143263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108547674143263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/halloween-atsushi.html' title='Halloween - Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108544537508423</id><published>2006-02-28T09:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:10:45.376+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym- Atsushi</title><content type='html'>Recently, I go to Sports Jym with my friends. I go there to go on a diet.He makes plan to train my body. Running and training muscles etc... But it’hard to go on a diet.I think worst thing is drinking lots of beer after Sports gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108544537508423?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108544537508423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108544537508423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108544537508423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108544537508423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/gym-atsushi.html' title='Gym- Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108540040946116</id><published>2006-02-28T09:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:10:00.410+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite class- Atsushi</title><content type='html'>I like Mr. Kwan's class. AMERICAN STUDY&lt;br /&gt;I think it is very interesting .He is a good teacher.He is always joking and energish.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry that I fall asleep.I'm sorry.I like America, but I don't know why. But it is attractive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108540040946116?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108540040946116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108540040946116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108540040946116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108540040946116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/favorite-class-atsushi.html' title='Favorite class- Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-114108537498910615</id><published>2006-02-28T09:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T09:09:35.033+09:00</updated><title type='text'>introductions Atsushi</title><content type='html'>My name is Atsushi Takamura. I live in Mie prefecture. It takes me an hour and half to go to school. It's very tuff. My hobby is listening to music. I like Reggae music. It's very cool and funny. I always listen. I often go club and dancing all night.&lt;br /&gt;thank you. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-114108537498910615?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/114108537498910615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=114108537498910615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108537498910615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/114108537498910615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/introductions-atsushi.html' title='introductions Atsushi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113935695480771458</id><published>2006-02-08T09:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:02:34.806+09:00</updated><title type='text'>current Topics - Ayumi</title><content type='html'>In Britain,  one cat fell into a chimney and he couldn't move and The rescue tried to help the cat.  For several hours, they continued to try to help but they couldn't put the cat out from the chimney.  Then one of the rescue members got have an good idea!  He thought  "If I bark like a dog and astonish the cat, the cat might come out from the chimney." And he barked.  Then the cat came out from the chimney.&lt;br /&gt; After that the master of that cat said, "It was not like a dog's voice but more like a monkey!!  But it might be more effective voice for the cat, I believe."&lt;br /&gt; When I found this news, I couldn't help laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113935695480771458?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113935695480771458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113935695480771458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935695480771458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935695480771458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/current-topics-ayumi.html' title='current Topics - Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113935689021387804</id><published>2006-02-08T09:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:01:30.213+09:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite class- Ayumi</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed IR the best.  I don't like reading and I'm not good at it, but the materials the teacher used were kind of fun and interesting to me.    Writing class was more difficult subject for me than any other subjects.  It was hard for me to turn in each assignment, but I think I could develop through the writing class the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113935689021387804?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113935689021387804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113935689021387804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935689021387804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935689021387804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/favorite-class-ayumi.html' title='favorite class- Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113935675570200287</id><published>2006-02-08T08:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T09:04:39.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Best class-Haruka</title><content type='html'>The best class&lt;br /&gt;I like writing class because I can have a sense of achievement. I always try to improve myself when I do writing work. And my teacher checks my work, and I correct my mistakes. He always gives us too much work, but I think it's the best way to improve ourselves. Thanks Steven for giving us such hard work!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113935675570200287?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113935675570200287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113935675570200287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935675570200287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935675570200287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/best-class-haruka.html' title='Best class-Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113935661439939340</id><published>2006-02-08T08:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T08:56:54.400+09:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite class- Masa</title><content type='html'> Hello, today I’d like to talk about a class of my school. I’m interested in reading. But I’m bad at reading. I read about six books in this semester, but all books were difficult for me. My reading speed was very slow, I couldn't' understand it and I didn't know a lot of word’s meaning. So quiz result was every time bad. But I could get enough time to read the books at last month. I read more than two hundred pages in this time, I looked up many word’s meaning and I understood reading is very good practice for my English. If I have free time, I’d like to finish reading a book. Thank you &amp; See you!    E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113935661439939340?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113935661439939340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113935661439939340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935661439939340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935661439939340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/favorite-class-masa.html' title='favorite class- Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113935637101210445</id><published>2006-02-08T08:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T08:52:51.026+09:00</updated><title type='text'>favorite class- Ami</title><content type='html'>Well, it's difficult to choose only one class...because I like all classes in YMCA.  I would say my favorite class is "American study." As a matter of fact, I hated history when I was high school &amp; Jr. High school student, but it is very interesting to learn the American history with watching movie. After I took this class, I always feel that I've got a lot of new knowledge from the class. I really like it. I think I have more information of American history than Japanese history... Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113935637101210445?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113935637101210445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113935637101210445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935637101210445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113935637101210445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/02/favorite-class-ami.html' title='favorite class- Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113843261311353327</id><published>2006-01-28T16:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:16:53.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite class-Shinichi</title><content type='html'>Let me see...My favorite class...that's a difficult&lt;br /&gt;question. Well, if I must choose one I will say my&lt;br /&gt;favorite class is current topics or E2 Listening class. I&lt;br /&gt;guess. Becuase, most students find out interesting some&lt;br /&gt;news and we can share them each other. Also Mr Kwan speaks&lt;br /&gt;too much, it is very good for listening.  Ms Kamimura's&lt;br /&gt;listening class is interesting, because she knows a lot of&lt;br /&gt;things. Her talk is always interesting and she teaches&lt;br /&gt;many new things. Like music, moive, history... You know,&lt;br /&gt;you can study English also new things too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113843261311353327?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113843261311353327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113843261311353327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113843261311353327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113843261311353327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/favorite-class-shinichi.html' title='Favorite class-Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113835829098891492</id><published>2006-01-27T19:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:38:10.990+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Topics - Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/current%20topic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/current%20topic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Topics - Butch&lt;br /&gt;Having been caught as the old narrow street is the car of the theft group which was going to escape pursuit of the police. Four persons of partisans stole television and the method of an omission and the bottom stopped having no room to maneuver an alley.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you can drive like this picture?? It’s absolutely weird!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113835829098891492?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113835829098891492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113835829098891492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113835829098891492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113835829098891492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/current-topics-butch.html' title='Current Topics - Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113835819154113478</id><published>2006-01-27T19:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:36:31.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite class – Butch</title><content type='html'>My favourite class – Butch&lt;br /&gt; If I choose one class which I most like in here YMCA, I’ll choose “Reading class”. To be honest, I hadn’t read any books so much in my life. Two years ago, I’ve met a spiritual counselor in Wales and she said “Your grandma says that more you read, more better and creative you are”. So I always keep it in my mind and bent on reading books. That’s why I like “Reading class”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113835819154113478?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113835819154113478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113835819154113478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113835819154113478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113835819154113478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-favourite-class-butch.html' title='My favourite class – Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113833426113781536</id><published>2006-01-27T12:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:57:41.136+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Subject - Reiko</title><content type='html'>"My Favorite Subject"&lt;br /&gt;     I like a class of Christ the most even though I am&lt;br /&gt;not a christian. I think it is Ms. Tariho who made me to&lt;br /&gt;like the subject. She is a very nice lady and I wespect&lt;br /&gt;her very much. One of my favorite stories that she told us&lt;br /&gt;is about her naming.&lt;br /&gt;     "Tariho" is her first name, which means "Drooping&lt;br /&gt;ears".  You know, ears will be drooping more when they have&lt;br /&gt;more berries. Therefore, her parents decided to name her&lt;br /&gt;"Tariho".  I mean, they wanted her to be thankful for&lt;br /&gt;everything even when she is getting older and having a&lt;br /&gt;large stock of knowledge, not to put on airs. To hear&lt;br /&gt;that, I'm getting more interested in her. I love this&lt;br /&gt;class. Reiko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113833426113781536?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113833426113781536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113833426113781536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113833426113781536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113833426113781536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-favorite-subject-reiko.html' title='My Favorite Subject - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113833415011206689</id><published>2006-01-27T12:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T12:55:50.133+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Topic - Reiko</title><content type='html'>"Current Topic"&lt;br /&gt;     This is a very current topic.However, it is only for&lt;br /&gt;Virgos...&lt;br /&gt;Virgos' fortune during this week is the best of any other&lt;br /&gt;constellations. We can get it whatever we do, wherever we&lt;br /&gt;go, whatever we say...&lt;br /&gt;So, people who are Virgos, do whatever you want in this&lt;br /&gt;chance! Don't hesitate!! Reiko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113833415011206689?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113833415011206689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113833415011206689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113833415011206689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113833415011206689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/current-topic-reiko.html' title='Current Topic - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113832296599010985</id><published>2006-01-27T09:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:49:26.006+09:00</updated><title type='text'>News - Haruka</title><content type='html'>Current News&lt;br /&gt;U.S. $20 bill printed on top of a fruit sticker sells for $25,300!! It's unbelievable! There was Dol Monte sticker next to Andrew Jackson's portrait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113832296599010985?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113832296599010985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113832296599010985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113832296599010985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113832296599010985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/news-haruka.html' title='News - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113798327088820895</id><published>2006-01-23T11:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:27:50.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What are you doing now?-Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/PC230688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/PC230688.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;What are you doing now?&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' m in Nagoya now. I met my friend, Tomoko. She was my share mate while I was living in Australia. I went her house and I was surprised, because there were over 12 cats in her house... I love cats, so I was extremly happy. We went some famous place in Nagoya. We could meet only a day, but it was great time for us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113798327088820895?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113798327088820895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113798327088820895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798327088820895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798327088820895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-are-you-doing-now-ami.html' title='What are you doing now?-Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113798317658835541</id><published>2006-01-23T11:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:26:16.590+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas memory – Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/PC230693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/PC230693.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spent a Christmas day in summer? When I was in Australia, I spent a Christmas day in summer, and it was rare for me, because Christmas day is in winter in Japan. We had a big party on the Christmas Eve and it was fine, but on 25th of Dec, I spent the day in my friend's house. We had nothing to do, so we was watching some DVD, then there was electric power failure. Our house was very dark and we couldn't watch DVD. However, we had a good laugh. I don't know why, but the blackout on a Christmas day was a funny... it was a miracle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113798317658835541?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113798317658835541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113798317658835541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798317658835541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798317658835541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-memory-ami.html' title='Christmas memory – Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113798308923668463</id><published>2006-01-23T11:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:24:49.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year! -Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/P1050751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/P1050751.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! Happy new year!! I'd like to declar my new year's resolution today. Recently I watch many DVD, so this year I'd like to watch DVDs without subtitle as many as I can. I think it is good for listening and I can enjoy learning English; ) If you know any interesting movies, let me know!! I bought a DVD yesterday..and it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113798308923668463?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113798308923668463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113798308923668463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798308923668463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798308923668463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-ami.html' title='Happy new year! -Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113798285921662371</id><published>2006-01-23T11:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:20:59.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoshinoya D&amp;C Co.-Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello, I’d like to talk about current topic. Japan’s leading fast food beef-bowl chain Yoshinoya D&amp;C Co. announced it would postpone plans to restart selling its popular beef bowl dish next month, after the Japanese government renewed its ban on United State beef imports due to the discovery of a shipment that failed to meet inspection requirements. I'd like to eat safety beef. See you. - Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113798285921662371?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113798285921662371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113798285921662371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798285921662371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798285921662371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/yoshinoya-dc-co-masa.html' title='Yoshinoya D&amp;C Co.-Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113798277202516359</id><published>2006-01-23T11:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:19:32.043+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I MAC G5 - Shinichi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/indextopstatic20060109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/indextopstatic20060109.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, guys!! You like computer don't you? I do!! Maybe your&lt;br /&gt;computer is windows, right? But don't forget about apple&lt;br /&gt;computer!! They announced new apple computer "I MAC G5." I&lt;br /&gt;have I MAC G5. However, new vasion contains "I sight,&lt;br /&gt;Remoto control and also new Intel pro" This intel pro&lt;br /&gt;makes working faster than before. That's means, you can&lt;br /&gt;enjoy making your CD, DVD, go to web-site and using other&lt;br /&gt;software without get tired. Of course, design is perfect!!&lt;br /&gt;I really recommand it. If you consider to buy new computer&lt;br /&gt;please think about it. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113798277202516359?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113798277202516359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113798277202516359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798277202516359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113798277202516359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-mac-g5-shinichi.html' title='I MAC G5 - Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113771553998503529</id><published>2006-01-20T09:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:05:39.986+09:00</updated><title type='text'>motorcycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi there! I'd like to talk about my boast friend who is really cool.Recently he bought an expensive motorcycle.He've loved it since he got a motorcycle licenre.Especially he like Harley-Davidson.Once I rode his motorcycle together,it was uncomfortable.I don't know why does people like Harley-Davidson? I think they aren't suitable in Japanese road.Because Japanese road is very narrow even highway.If you want ride them,I recommend go to over sea. You'll be maximum feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113771553998503529?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113771553998503529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113771553998503529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113771553998503529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113771553998503529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/motorcycle.html' title='motorcycle'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113771539931464377</id><published>2006-01-20T09:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T09:03:19.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'>one eyed cat -Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen one eyed cat? Do you know the As you see the picture, the kitten was born with the single eye and no nose in Oregon. The owner released this photo. It is very sad that the kitten had died the next day. The owner said that she's keeping the corpse in her freezer for now, in case scientists would like it research. When I find the news and saw the picture, I thought the cat is sweet!! Don't you think so? Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113771539931464377?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113771539931464377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113771539931464377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113771539931464377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113771539931464377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/one-eyed-cat-ami.html' title='one eyed cat -Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113746890672329992</id><published>2006-01-14T12:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T12:35:06.736+09:00</updated><title type='text'>advice – ami</title><content type='html'>When you got stomachache, how do you reduce the pain? There is one advice for you. My mother taught me that, when you got pain on your stomache, you'd better to rub your stomache anticlockwise. When i did it, the pain got better!! Why don't you try?! Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113746890672329992?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113746890672329992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113746890672329992' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113746890672329992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113746890672329992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-ami.html' title='advice – ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686894493999455</id><published>2006-01-10T13:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:55:44.940+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice – Shinichi</title><content type='html'>If you want to do typing faster than now, you use the MSN&lt;br /&gt;messenger. This is very usuful, but you should tell your&lt;br /&gt;friend about your e-mail address before you use it. This&lt;br /&gt;is a like chat and voice messege( internet free call ) You&lt;br /&gt;can talk to your friend on time and it complete free!!&lt;br /&gt;That's great!! You can practice your type. Let's try it&lt;br /&gt;right now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686894493999455?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686894493999455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686894493999455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686894493999455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686894493999455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-shinichi.html' title='Advice – Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686888864243284</id><published>2006-01-10T13:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:54:48.643+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - Shinichi</title><content type='html'>Happy new year everybody!! I am still staying NYC. This is&lt;br /&gt;cold but fortunately, it's  not so cold. I think that&lt;br /&gt;japan is colder than here. Well, my new years resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Let see... I will get great job, I mean I will find good&lt;br /&gt;job and pass some english examination, like, STEP test or&lt;br /&gt;Travel english. This is my big resolution, I will study&lt;br /&gt;hard and would like to speak english very well. I mean&lt;br /&gt;better than now.  That's why, I go to school. Yes, I can&lt;br /&gt;do it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686888864243284?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686888864243284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686888864243284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686888864243284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686888864243284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution-shinichi.html' title='NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686880959238164</id><published>2006-01-10T13:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:53:29.593+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas memory – Shinichi</title><content type='html'>I am traveling in America NYC with my American friend.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I am spend Chrismas day with my friend or family&lt;br /&gt;but this day was complete different. I went to church and&lt;br /&gt;we prayed for celebrate Jesus Christ. My friend whose&lt;br /&gt;church was not so big but people were beautiful. Someone&lt;br /&gt;shared he or she's testimony before we praise the Lord and&lt;br /&gt;we sang some Christmas songs. It was interesting. Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;I got some fruit from church and then I gave them my&lt;br /&gt;friend's uncle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686880959238164?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686880959238164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686880959238164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686880959238164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686880959238164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-memory-shinichi.html' title='Christmas memory – Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686874783499206</id><published>2006-01-10T13:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:52:27.833+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?-Shinichi</title><content type='html'>I have to get international license, so I go to Kadoma&lt;br /&gt;drive center. It was late morning, beautiful weather but&lt;br /&gt;cold. I have Japanese drive license already, but my friend&lt;br /&gt;told me to get international license for drive in America.&lt;br /&gt;I could get it very easy and quickly after paper work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686874783499206?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686874783499206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686874783499206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686874783499206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686874783499206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-are-you-doing-now-shinichi.html' title='WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?-Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686864019193473</id><published>2006-01-10T13:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:50:40.190+09:00</updated><title type='text'>MY ADVICE - Reiko</title><content type='html'>(MY ADVICE)&lt;br /&gt;My advice is very usuful for YOU who do your washing. When you wash your clothes, you need a detergent. What's more, if you want to get your clothes soft, you also need a softer. However, you don't need these kinds of things. It is a bottle of VINEGAR you need when you wash. To my surprise, it gets rid of dities of clothes and make them softer. It is cheeper than detergent. That's whyI recommend you a VINEGAR. Once you try, you will be facisnated with it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686864019193473?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686864019193473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686864019193473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686864019193473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686864019193473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-advice-reiko.html' title='MY ADVICE - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113686857576174714</id><published>2006-01-10T13:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:49:35.760+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - Reiko</title><content type='html'>(MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION)&lt;br /&gt;I made a resolution to become independent of everything. Until last year, I had been depend on my mother about everything, such as cooking, washing, cleaning and so on... However, I have to change myself because I had started living in Osaka alone a year ago. That's why I made the resolution. I'd like to make my redolution true ,step by step .  I wish you a happy New Year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113686857576174714?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113686857576174714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113686857576174714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686857576174714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113686857576174714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year-resolution-reiko.html' title='NEW YEAR RESOLUTION - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676377391835376</id><published>2006-01-09T08:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:42:53.920+09:00</updated><title type='text'>advice – Haruka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/lip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/lip.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice for you&lt;br /&gt;When your lips get dry, what do you do for your lips? I tell you special way to return your lips moistened.&lt;br /&gt;First, you put on your lipstick. Then you put plastic wrap on your lips. Finaly you take a bath as it is. After taking a bath, you'll get moist lips.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676377391835376?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676377391835376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676377391835376' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676377391835376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676377391835376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-haruka.html' title='advice – Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676364999124390</id><published>2006-01-09T08:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:48:29.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice – Ayumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200601072102000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200601072102000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to advise myself to do whatever I want before thinking too much!  I always think too much before doing it, and can’t do anything.  I want to change myself more active!  I’ll try to do my best this year.&lt;br /&gt;Ayumi! You have to get action first when something hits your mind!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676364999124390?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676364999124390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676364999124390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676364999124390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676364999124390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-ayumi.html' title='Advice – Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676356337507176</id><published>2006-01-09T08:38:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:39:23.376+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year’s resolution – Ayumi</title><content type='html'>I’ll be more active and positive!  &lt;br /&gt;I want to try something new and challenge many things that I’ve never experienced.  I want to expand my horizons and find what I really want to do after graduating from this school. I’ll make this year more enjoyable than last year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676356337507176?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676356337507176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676356337507176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676356337507176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676356337507176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolution-ayumi.html' title='New Year’s resolution – Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676350941072781</id><published>2006-01-09T08:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:38:29.410+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas memory – Ayumi</title><content type='html'>I believed Santa Claus when I was a child.  I believed it until I became 10 years old. &lt;br /&gt;One night when Christmas was coming near, my older brother asked me “What are you going to ask your parents for Christmas present?  O replied “What? Can I get two presents this year?  From my parents and from Santa Claus!?”  Then he said “what are you talking about?  There are no Santa Claus in the world.  Don’t say you’ve believed it!!  You are now 10 years old, aren’t you?”  When he told it to me, I was very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;“Please don’t break children’s dream!!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676350941072781?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676350941072781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676350941072781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676350941072781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676350941072781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-memory-ayumi.html' title='Christmas memory – Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676345318317180</id><published>2006-01-09T08:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T08:37:33.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?-Ayumi</title><content type='html'>Today, I went to school to play volleyball.  Today was the last day that I could play it in this year.&lt;br /&gt; I woke up at 6:00 a.m. and left home at 7:00 a.m.  As I went to school by bicycle it was so cold, but I felt refreshed.  It is comfortable to go outside in early morning. I enjoyed playing volleyball so much.  I have to keep on doing exercise during winter vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676345318317180?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676345318317180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676345318317180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676345318317180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676345318317180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-are-you-doing-now-ayumi.html' title='WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?-Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113676339652269501</id><published>2006-01-09T08:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:47:17.323+09:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a laugh - Ayumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200512091425000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200512091425000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to spend a time talking or hanging out with my friends.  It is my precious time and also most enjoyable time for me.  I have many friends who has a sense of humor, and they make me happy.  I like them very much, and my time for laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113676339652269501?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113676339652269501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113676339652269501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676339652269501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113676339652269501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/time-for-laugh-ayumi.html' title='time for a laugh - Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113644394512710126</id><published>2006-01-05T15:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:52:25.140+09:00</updated><title type='text'>advice – Tomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/PICT03580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/PICT03580.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young people should go over sea. For the reason that young people can easly absorb a lot of information. Maybe it will have an effect on your good thinking in the future. If you'll go to over sea, you'll be affected something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113644394512710126?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113644394512710126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113644394512710126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113644394512710126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113644394512710126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-tomo.html' title='advice – Tomo'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113642167784197086</id><published>2006-01-02T09:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:41:17.843+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice – Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/advise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/advise.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice – Butch&lt;br /&gt;To my experience, “independence” is important in our life. When we become adult, we have to know between good and bad. For instance, some students are sometimes absent the class. You know how much for 1 lesson and who pay fee for school!? I don’t believe it and it’s really disappointing. We always have to keep in mind “When in Rome, do as the Romans do”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113642167784197086?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113642167784197086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113642167784197086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642167784197086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642167784197086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/advice-butch.html' title='Advice – Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113642125424658788</id><published>2006-01-02T09:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:34:14.246+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year’s resolution – Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/resolution.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/resolution.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year’s resolution – Butch&lt;br /&gt;A happy new year!! I wish this year for me will be great life than before! My resolution is to join JICA (Japan International Cooperation Agency) until I graduate school. I realized that it’s time to give my full ability to people or country which need assistance. I’m familiar with dairy products, especially cheese, butter and maintenance. Although it’s hard to pass the exam, I hope my resolution will become true!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113642125424658788?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113642125424658788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113642125424658788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642125424658788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642125424658788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years-resolution-butch.html' title='New Year’s resolution – Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608537683645517</id><published>2006-01-02T05:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:16:16.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe- Tomomi</title><content type='html'>I have a niece when she was three years old who was a precociouse way of talking me. I asked her,"Do you fall in love someone in your kindergarten?" And she said, " Yes, I have. Recenty, I confessed my love to him, but he said," You are second garlfriend. Is that OK?" Tomo, what should I do? Do I have to another boyfriend? I was very surprisedto heared that. Are children so precocious recent? I can't believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608537683645517?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608537683645517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608537683645517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608537683645517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608537683645517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-cant-believe-tomomi.html' title='I can&apos;t believe- Tomomi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608528401461511</id><published>2006-01-02T05:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:14:44.016+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Ｊｏｋｅ</title><content type='html'>Ｊｏｋｅ&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to share 2 jokes now. Enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Q: "Is your baby boy or girl?"&lt;br /&gt;A: "Of course, what else could it be?"&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;Q: "How do you spell Monday??"&lt;br /&gt;A: "This week or next week?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you understand the funny point of these? English is really nice, isn't it!? Ha ha ha!! Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608528401461511?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608528401461511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608528401461511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608528401461511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608528401461511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='Ｊｏｋｅ'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608522234369837</id><published>2006-01-02T05:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:13:42.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>itunes - Shinichi</title><content type='html'>Hey, it's Shinichi. I am using computer. When I listen to&lt;br /&gt;music I use itunes. Do you know itunes? It is a&lt;br /&gt;free-softwear. It's very useful !! I am chatting with my&lt;br /&gt;friend by MSN messenger. Unfortunately, My computer is&lt;br /&gt;Apple computer, so it can't use voice chat, but I don't&lt;br /&gt;have to depress about that, because I can use "SKYPE".&lt;br /&gt;This is a free-internet call. You can call everywhere&lt;br /&gt;include abroad and of course the cost is free !! However,&lt;br /&gt;if you don't connect internet you cannot use it also if&lt;br /&gt;you want to use it you and your friend have to become&lt;br /&gt;online!! I like talking. I do anytime!! Enjoy your winter&lt;br /&gt;vacation !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608522234369837?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608522234369837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608522234369837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608522234369837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608522234369837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2006/01/itunes-shinichi.html' title='itunes - Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608671796283831</id><published>2005-12-31T06:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:38:37.963+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ambitions-TOMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/hito2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/hito2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I have a same great ambitions. That is to learn ceramics art but it isn't carry out yet. Because my favorite school is in Sanda-city, it's far from my home. Therefore it'll spend spend spend... However the ceramics art make me concentrate my attention. If you feel emotional instaility, please do it ceramics art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608671796283831?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608671796283831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608671796283831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608671796283831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608671796283831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/ambitions-tomo.html' title='ambitions-TOMO'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608661123204120</id><published>2005-12-28T12:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:36:51.233+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New year's resolution-HARUKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/books.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's resolution&lt;br /&gt;I'll read as many books in English as I can in 2006. In 2005, I read 14 English books. ( some books were easy, the other were over 300 pages and difficult for me.)  I believe that more I read books in English, more I get something out of the books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608661123204120?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608661123204120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608661123204120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608661123204120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608661123204120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-years-resolution-haruka.html' title='New year&apos;s resolution-HARUKA'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608643039202729</id><published>2005-12-28T12:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:33:50.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Luminarie-HARUKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/16  Luminarie in Kobe&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'm in winter vacation. Have you ever seen Luminarie? I go there every day, because I sell souvenir as a part time job. It's hard job I had expected...because of cold. But I can endure the cold. Because my job partners are wounderful. Why don't you come Kobe to see beautiful Luminarie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608643039202729?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608643039202729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608643039202729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608643039202729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608643039202729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/luminarie-haruka.html' title='Luminarie-HARUKA'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608614312674705</id><published>2005-12-25T12:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:29:03.126+09:00</updated><title type='text'>December 22nd-Tomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/contrib_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/contrib_image.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 22nd, the weather was snowy today. I and my nieces were over-joyed. We make a snowman and had a snowball fight. Of course outside was so cold and  breezy and today was a heavy snowfall unknown in recent years. In fact, I'm not myself in good condition these days, so I came back my cold. I repentance very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608614312674705?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608614312674705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608614312674705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608614312674705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608614312674705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/december-22nd-tomo.html' title='December 22nd-Tomo'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608632129641187</id><published>2005-12-25T04:31:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:32:01.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>advice-MASA</title><content type='html'>Hello. Today, I will advice about diet. I think that a meal and exercise are important for diet. About a meal, the breakfast was only a cereal or two slices of bread, the lunch was a sandwich and I had enough eaten the supper. About the supper, I had enough in carbohydrates, and the fat was only chicken. Needless to say I did not eat some snacks. About exercise, I walked about 10km every day. Honestly I did not want to diet but my life changed, therefore I had to spend such a life for a month. I lost about 6kg in 20 days, but I was not able to eat a vegetable. I don’t recommend this life, but I felt that it was important things to do exercise and to stop a snack for diet. See you    E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608632129641187?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608632129641187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608632129641187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608632129641187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608632129641187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/advice-masa_24.html' title='advice-MASA'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608626690223672</id><published>2005-12-25T04:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:31:06.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'>future-Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello. I will graduate YMCA in March next year, so I have a lot of plan that I have to do it. I have to decide a workplace and I have to pass an examination to prove my ability about English and other things. All of it is for my future. I talk about our future with my friend. I want to meet them laughingly in the future and I want to certainly grant my dream. Next year, I would like to live without regret with future aim. I hope next year will be an even better year for you. See you next year!    E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608626690223672?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608626690223672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608626690223672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608626690223672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608626690223672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/future-masa.html' title='future-Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608652633227199</id><published>2005-12-24T12:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:35:26.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'>12/23  My Christmas memory-HARUKA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12/23  My Christmas memory.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest Christmas in my life was 2 years ago. My family spend our Christmas time in New Caledonia. It's warm, comfortable Christmas. There were a lot of stars in the clear sky, and we were watching them as we walked along the beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608652633227199?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608652633227199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608652633227199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608652633227199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608652633227199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/1223-my-christmas-memory-haruka.html' title='12/23  My Christmas memory-HARUKA'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113642145751201501</id><published>2005-12-24T09:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:37:37.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas memory – Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/Chistmas%20dinner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/Chistmas%20dinner.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas memory – Butch&lt;br /&gt;At Christmas two year before, I was in Salzburg in Austria for sightseeing. This picture shows “Wiener Schnitzel” (a breadcrumbed and fried veal escalope), which is one of Austrian traditional foods. It was absolutely gigantic and scrumptious!! Of course I had a splendid night with beer and got them much…at last I was legless…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113642145751201501?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113642145751201501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113642145751201501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642145751201501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642145751201501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-memory-butch.html' title='Christmas memory – Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608591721673803</id><published>2005-12-20T05:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:25:52.500+09:00</updated><title type='text'>flu-Tomo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/infu-05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/infu-05.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, this is Tomo. How's going? Is everything all right? Me? I cought the flu. I have a fever, sore throat and sore joints. It's too late for regrets. There's a lot of flu about this year too. I have to sleep well and be an intravenous drep. From next year, I sould obey my parents. I'm sure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608591721673803?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608591721673803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608591721673803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608591721673803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608591721673803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/flu-tomo.html' title='flu-Tomo'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608583640229001</id><published>2005-12-18T12:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:23:56.403+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve-Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello.  It was Christmas Eve on that day.  I arranged to meet my friend at a shopping district.  My acquaintance walked with his girlfriend then.  They looked very happy.  But a half year later, he went out with a different girl.  Unfortunately, they parted about a month ago of Christmas.  I thought about nothing then, but I did not feel sorry for him.  Now I think that getting splendid human relation with person is more valuable that spend Christmas with somebody.  I think I can't deep our relation only by spending time together with person.  I regret for only spending together and ending our relation.  See you &amp; Merry Christmas!!    E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608583640229001?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608583640229001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608583640229001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608583640229001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608583640229001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-eve-masa.html' title='Christmas Eve-Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608573544476417</id><published>2005-12-18T12:21:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:22:49.156+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year-Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello.  Today I am arranging my room for New Year.  I have done it more 10 hours.  Because 9hours ago, I arranged a shelf.  Then I found some photographs, I saw the photographs about an hour.  After that I thought about my old memory about 2hours.  I remembered lot of thing.  Next I arranged a closet, but then I found magazines.  Therefore I read it over 3hours.  Now I am eating my second meal on today.  I think that I have to arrange my room more than3 hours.  Bye...    E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608573544476417?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608573544476417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608573544476417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608573544476417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608573544476417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-year-masa.html' title='New Year-Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608563615376318</id><published>2005-12-17T09:19:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:20:36.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>(Christmas Memory)-Reiko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200512161402000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200512161402000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Christmas Memory)&lt;br /&gt;I've never believed in Santa Claus since I was child.&lt;br /&gt;Until a couple years ago, I've had a Christmas party with some of my relatives. During the party, I was in the disguise of Santa every year. That's why I've never believed in it. I gave presents to everyone because I WAS Santa. However, after that I got many presents from everyone even though I was Santa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608563615376318?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608563615376318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608563615376318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608563615376318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608563615376318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-memory-reiko.html' title='(Christmas Memory)-Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113608552858230338</id><published>2005-12-17T08:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T12:18:48.583+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomoe Sawa - Reiko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200512161406000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200512161406000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm here at the YMCA now. Today we have a concert of 「Tomoe Sawa」 here. It will be held at second floor and a lot of people will enjoy listening to the concert. She has a beautiful voice and plays piano very well. Once you hear her song, you will be fascinated with her. I'm helping to prepare for the concert now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113608552858230338?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113608552858230338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113608552858230338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608552858230338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113608552858230338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/tomoe-sawa-reiko.html' title='Tomoe Sawa - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113642107937874613</id><published>2005-12-16T09:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:31:19.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>YMCA Christmas Concert - Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/piano.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/piano.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16/Dec/2005 – Butch&lt;br /&gt;Hi, there! This time, I was in Tosabori YMCA for Christmas concert. I helped the backstage as a volunteer and enjoyed the concert. Tomoe Sawa’s piano play was absolutely fantastic and impressed! I haven’t listened such a live performance so much and I realized that between listening to music in CD’s and live is completely different taste and atmosphere!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113642107937874613?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113642107937874613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113642107937874613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642107937874613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113642107937874613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/ymca-christmas-concert-butch.html' title='YMCA Christmas Concert - Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113401361225696219</id><published>2005-12-09T05:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:46:52.256+09:00</updated><title type='text'>joke - Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello. When I intend to let somebody laugh, I sometime say a joke seriously. The people who friendly relations with me immediately understand that it is a joke, however the different people sometimes believe it. In that case, we become slightly awkward. When I say a joke that they mistake for the truth, they immediately understand it is the truth or the lie. I think when I feel gentleness pleasure or joyfulness, I say a joke. I think that the relation understanding a joke each other is important and splendid.  Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113401361225696219?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113401361225696219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113401361225696219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113401361225696219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113401361225696219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/joke-masa.html' title='joke - Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113401352439043566</id><published>2005-12-09T05:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:45:24.410+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissue Paper - Haruka</title><content type='html'>Tissue Paper〜you must laugh!!〜&lt;br /&gt;A guy is in a public toilet, but soon discovers there is no toilet paper on the roll. He calls into the next booth, "Do you have any tissue paper in there?"&lt;br /&gt;"No." comes the reply.&lt;br /&gt;" Do you have any newspaper?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry!"&lt;br /&gt; "Ummm, do you have ten ones for a ten?"&lt;br /&gt;He tries to use paper moneies instead of paper!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113401352439043566?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113401352439043566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113401352439043566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113401352439043566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113401352439043566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/tissue-paper-haruka.html' title='Tissue Paper - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113384550117687670</id><published>2005-12-07T07:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:05:01.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'>bizarre or funny things in the world - Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3FKeep%20right.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3FKeep%20right.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fstop.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fstop.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fwatchforice.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fwatchforice.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many bizarre or funny things in the world, but I can't live without them. I do need entertainment to create myself. These pictures are taken by my friend and I got them. These are absolutely ridiculous and I like them! Have you got any incredible pictures??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113384550117687670?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113384550117687670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113384550117687670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113384550117687670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113384550117687670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/bizarre-or-funny-things-in_113384550117687670.html' title='bizarre or funny things in the world - Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113374538409224623</id><published>2005-12-06T03:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:24:27.526+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic lights – Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/bxp51777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/bxp51777.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Japanese people say “blue signal” instead of “green signal” in traffic light. As everyone knows, it’s obviously blue coloured signal. Why can’t people say “blue”?? On law until 1946, a "green signal" is right and does not call it a blue signal. However from Japanese sensibility, we tend to call “blue” instead of “green” in many things. For instance, “Seika which means blue and fruits in Japanese” for “green vegetable”, moreover, “Aoba which means blue and leaves in Japanese” for “green leaves”. In the law by the legal revision in 1947, “blue signal (Aosingo in Japanese)” is right to call it. In spite of that, traffic lights still have green colours. I always wonder that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113374538409224623?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113374538409224623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113374538409224623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374538409224623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374538409224623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/traffic-lights-butch.html' title='Traffic lights – Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113374582666520130</id><published>2005-12-06T03:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:23:46.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I gain weight ? - Tomomi</title><content type='html'>Recently, I becoming roly-poly, so I'm very anxious to fat. This is caused by wrong eating habits and shortage of exercise. Young people nowadays loves fast-foods and personal computer. Therefore we lower our metabolic, so we need exercise moderately and improve our eating habits. If we are above our caloric intake, they are stack up by our subcutaneous fat and internal fat. Be careful.&lt;br /&gt;TOMOMI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113374582666520130?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113374582666520130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113374582666520130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374582666520130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374582666520130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-do-i-gain-weight-tomomi.html' title='Why do I gain weight ? - Tomomi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113374571793319615</id><published>2005-12-06T03:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:21:57.933+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why does Santa wear red clothes...? - Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/sannta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/sannta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why does Santa wear red clothes... Do you remember, it was a little popular "red underpants"in Japan several years ago...?? Many people believed that red colour underpants makes our body warm, but it was transitory popular. In my opinion, red colour clothes makes human's body warm, and Santa Clause comes from cold country. That's why he chose red colour clothes!! It must be!! Ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?! Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113374571793319615?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113374571793319615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113374571793319615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374571793319615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374571793319615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-does-santa-wear-red-clothes-ami.html' title='Why does Santa wear red clothes...? - Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113374560545855117</id><published>2005-12-06T03:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T10:20:05.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Stinky  by Shinichi</title><content type='html'>A person who's Jacket is so stinky (bad smell). One reason&lt;br /&gt;that, my female friend sat down on the chair and after few&lt;br /&gt;minutes she felt so bad. "What wrong with you?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;She replied "I don't know but I feel so bad." We didn't&lt;br /&gt;know why she feel so bad. However, she found the someone's&lt;br /&gt;jacket, it was so stinky!!! Oh... Jesus!! The Jacket sent&lt;br /&gt;out bad smell in the small space. &lt;br /&gt;by Shinichi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113374560545855117?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113374560545855117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113374560545855117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374560545855117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113374560545855117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/stinky-by-shinichi.html' title='Stinky  by Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113349726834128399</id><published>2005-12-03T06:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:21:08.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why can't we fly in the air? - Reiko</title><content type='html'>Why can't we fly in the air?&lt;br /&gt;Why?? Does anyone know answers?&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering about this question since when I was a&lt;br /&gt;child. If I could fly like birds, it would be easy to go&lt;br /&gt;back my hometown. It takes a lot of time and costs much to&lt;br /&gt;go back there, ISE. I wish I had wings on my back.&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, I watched TV and he said, "We have wings on&lt;br /&gt;our back, but they are invisible. In addition, we get&lt;br /&gt;easily tired recently, so the wings are getting heavier.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, we can't fly. However, remember that we can fly&lt;br /&gt;in the air. I'm sure!!"&lt;br /&gt;I believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113349726834128399?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113349726834128399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113349726834128399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113349726834128399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113349726834128399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-cant-we-fly-in-air-reiko.html' title='Why can&apos;t we fly in the air? - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113348441474932831</id><published>2005-12-03T02:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:46:54.763+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Osaka dialect - Masa</title><content type='html'>Hello, I usually talk in Osaka dialect. I write a sentence in Osaka dialect.&lt;br /&gt; My Osaka dialect is Settsu dialect precisely. Therefore, intonation and expression are different from other Osaka dialects. For example, it is Senba words and Kawachi dialect. However, people almost talk same Kansai dialect recently.&lt;br /&gt; Why will not a correct dialect be talked?&lt;br /&gt; Probably the reason is different local person hears other dialect with a television or a radio and it was mixed.&lt;br /&gt; A dialect is sometimes hard to understand for a person from other local places, but I think it is important culture.    &lt;br /&gt;Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113348441474932831?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113348441474932831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113348441474932831' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113348441474932831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113348441474932831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/osaka-dialect-masa.html' title='Osaka dialect - Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113342691972550516</id><published>2005-12-02T10:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:48:39.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why is a black board dark green?"  - Ayumi</title><content type='html'>"Why is a black board dark green?" "Why isn't it black though it is named "black" board? &lt;br /&gt; I think it is why that it is said that green is good for your eyes and makes you calm. So you can study much more comfortably. That's why black boad is dark green though it is named "black" board.&lt;br /&gt; Ayumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113342691972550516?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113342691972550516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113342691972550516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113342691972550516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113342691972550516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-is-black-board-dark-green-ayumi.html' title='&quot;Why is a black board dark green?&quot;  - Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113340839431480789</id><published>2005-12-02T05:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T12:40:55.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Why men don't wear skirts - Haruka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why men don't wear skirts.&lt;br /&gt;I 've been wondering why mem don't wear skirts. They wear only pants. I'd like to tell you my own theory about it. I think men's legs are not as beautiful as women's. Lots of men have hairy and muscular legs. Skirt doesn't match such wild legs. The image of skirt is elegant. This is why men don't wear skirt. They shouldn't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113340839431480789?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113340839431480789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113340839431480789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113340839431480789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113340839431480789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-men-dont-wear-skirts-haruka.html' title='Why men don&apos;t wear skirts - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113323596735423828</id><published>2005-11-30T05:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:46:07.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Love story - Tomomi</title><content type='html'>When I was 14 years old, I had a boy friend who was so cool. I was deeply in love him but suddenly, X day was coming. It was a hot day and we had a swimming class at school. We practiced diving event then I saw a nightmare. He dyed his hair it was come off easily. When he was diving, it came off in a moment. The pool was dyeing at once. He was knock down and scold by our teacher. I was cool down about him. I really want to forget this memory, but my friend say, it's very funny story.&lt;br /&gt;Tomomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113323596735423828?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113323596735423828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113323596735423828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113323596735423828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113323596735423828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-story-tomomi.html' title='Love story - Tomomi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113323574511950642</id><published>2005-11-30T05:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:43:23.050+09:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding dress for doggy - Tomomi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/dress5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/320/dress5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it?  This is a wedding dress for doggy's. It's very cute, but  strange.&lt;br /&gt;Is that comfortable for dog? I think that's not comfortable. Originally, dogs doesn't need any clothes.&lt;br /&gt;They have fur that at important points in season,fur comes out. It's the wise providence of Nature.    &lt;br /&gt;Recently, The Pet is booming,so I understand that Pet articles sell well,but it annoyance for them. I &lt;br /&gt;against pet clothes.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113323574511950642?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113323574511950642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113323574511950642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113323574511950642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113323574511950642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/wedding-dress-for-doggy-tomomi.html' title='wedding dress for doggy - Tomomi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113316569926398091</id><published>2005-11-29T10:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:14:59.263+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What a funny fashion! - Haruka</title><content type='html'>I've seen a funny fashion man when I was a high school student. I still remember him.&lt;br /&gt;When I looked the man first, he looked usual....but he passed me then I was surprised. Because there was no clothes on his back. He wore cloth only front of his body. He walked with his buttocks exposed at the station. What a funny fashion!&lt;br /&gt;Haruka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113316569926398091?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113316569926398091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113316569926398091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316569926398091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316569926398091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-funny-fashion-haruka.html' title='What a funny fashion! - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113316559382179887</id><published>2005-11-29T10:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:13:13.823+09:00</updated><title type='text'>growing his beard - Shinichi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/steve1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/steve1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Steven wants to growing up his beard. He looks young&lt;br /&gt;when he have not his beard. Do you remember, 1 or 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;ago he had long beard and mustache. I think that beard and&lt;br /&gt;mustache makes old man. To be honest, I don't like beard.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I don't like mine. Nobody care about his beard&lt;br /&gt;and mustache, I think. If you can shave your beard or&lt;br /&gt;mustache please do it now!! After shave you become cool&lt;br /&gt;and young hudsome man. I am sure!!!! by Shinichi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113316559382179887?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113316559382179887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113316559382179887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316559382179887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316559382179887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/growing-his-beard-shinichi.html' title='growing his beard - Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113316549901599136</id><published>2005-11-29T10:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T17:11:39.083+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Osaka's Obachan - Shinichi</title><content type='html'>While I high school student, I was working at supermaket.&lt;br /&gt;One Osaka's Obachan always come and walking around near&lt;br /&gt;side dish store. But she didn't buy any thing even though&lt;br /&gt;she always complaint about side dish or staff. I didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to concern with her. One day, she asked me, what&lt;br /&gt;this? I answered but she started complaint about that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh,,, I give up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113316549901599136?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113316549901599136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113316549901599136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316549901599136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113316549901599136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/osakas-obachan-shinichi.html' title='Osaka&apos;s Obachan - Shinichi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113279920701719497</id><published>2005-11-25T16:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T11:26:47.030+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story - Ayumi</title><content type='html'>I went to a book store in my home town few months ago, and I browsed through some magazines there.  I was waiting for my friends picked up me at that book shop.  About 10 minutes later, I got a E-mail from one of my friends that said “We’ve just got to a book shop and were waiting in the car outside the shop.”  When I was about to leave the shop, I stumbled on a carpet and fell down, though, there was no bump!  I was so embarrassed.  When I told my friends about this happening, they couldn’t help laughing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113279920701719497?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113279920701719497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113279920701719497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113279920701719497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113279920701719497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-story-ayumi.html' title='Funny story - Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113264806240787545</id><published>2005-11-23T10:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:27:42.406+09:00</updated><title type='text'>clothes of HEROes - Reiko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200511172104000-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200511172104000-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HERO]&lt;br /&gt;This is typical clothes of HEROes.&lt;br /&gt;They draw on a cloak to fly and wear gersey cloth to move&lt;br /&gt;easily.They also prefer showy colours. &lt;br /&gt;It was last halloween in Umeda around 10p.m., I saw a man&lt;br /&gt;who was wearing this costume. I was surpised becausehe's a&lt;br /&gt;foreign people, not Japanese.  I wondered if this costume&lt;br /&gt;is fasionable among them on Halloween Day.&lt;br /&gt;Reiko&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113264806240787545?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113264806240787545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113264806240787545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264806240787545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264806240787545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/clothes-of-heroes-reiko.html' title='clothes of HEROes - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113264752778061099</id><published>2005-11-23T10:17:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:21:05.663+09:00</updated><title type='text'>funny night - Reiko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200511191751000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200511191751000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/200511191751000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/200511191751000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I was a funio high, I went to my friend's&lt;br /&gt;house with another friends. It was a heavy rainy day. We&lt;br /&gt;stayed my friend's house for one night. Before I went&lt;br /&gt;there, he said to me "my house is something wrong,&lt;br /&gt;especially on rainy days. " I felt excited and it&lt;br /&gt;happened... When we were eating snacks, te snacks was&lt;br /&gt;getting wet!! What's more, everyone in the living room&lt;br /&gt;were getting wet!! I was surprised...  I looked around and&lt;br /&gt;found the source of the water. It was a ventilator. It was&lt;br /&gt;broken and a lot of spray of water came in the house. I&lt;br /&gt;was astonished... but We had a funny night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113264752778061099?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113264752778061099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113264752778061099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264752778061099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264752778061099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-night-reiko.html' title='funny night - Reiko'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113264734747844803</id><published>2005-11-23T10:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:15:47.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>funny story - Masa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/phk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/phk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I went to Australia in this summer. At last day I was in Sydney airport, but I was late an hour to go there. When I arrived at the airport, Lots of people lined up for the boarding procedure. I felt relieved. A problem happened to the computers, so I was able to do the procedure about 2 hours later. I asked a person of the Airline” Probably I’ll be not able to change the airplane in Hong Kong even if I depart now, Can you prepare a substituted airplane?” But she said” We are going to hurry, it’s all right.” I looked my watch. It was 30 minutes before the plane which I planned to change take off. When I arrived at Hong Kong, a person in charge said” All the airplanes for Japan departed, therefore you have to stay here one night.” I stayed at a hotel at Hong Kong. Besides, I ate meals. Of course I din not pay lodging costs. I thought” I’m lucky.” In fact, I wanted to visit a town area, However I didn’t go there because it was late night and I don’t know information about Hong Kong. It was happy to me, but it would be misfortune to some people who had to return on that day.    Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113264734747844803?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113264734747844803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113264734747844803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264734747844803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264734747844803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-story-masa.html' title='funny story - Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113264724821530062</id><published>2005-11-23T10:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:14:08.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>funny story - Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny story&lt;br /&gt;When I was a child, I was a sleepwalker. I have many funny story of sleepwalking.. i'd like to share one of them today. It had happened when I was in the 2nd grade.  My parent told me that when they were sleeping first floor, suddenly they heard the footsteps loudly, even though it was nearly 3 o'clock a.m. At first, they thought I was going to a rest room....but it was not!! They heard that I said quietly,"I'm going to school, bye bye." They suprised and got up right away, and prevented me to go out. To my surprise, I was carrying my school bag on my back.......with wearing pajamas!!!!!! It was ridiculous!! They still put me to shame by using the story. Ha ha ha...  Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113264724821530062?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113264724821530062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113264724821530062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264724821530062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264724821530062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-story-ami.html' title='funny story - Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113264709329526880</id><published>2005-11-23T10:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T17:12:26.380+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kimono - Ami</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/PB180557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/PB180557.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimono&lt;br /&gt;Do you like kimono? Have you ever wore any kind of Japanese kimono? My family loves Japanese traditional kimono very much. There are 25 kimonos in my house. You can see some of them in the picture. When I was child, I was not interested in Kimonos. However I became to realise the flavor and beauty of them since I was a high school student. It is difficult to wear Kimono by myself. My mother told me how to wear them and how to tie a Obi. I hope that we can have more oppotunity to wear kimono, because kimono is our traditional cloths.  We're going to wear Kimono on the day of  the year end party for E1 and E2 class' booth! It will interestind to wear these traditional cloths in front of  the people from other country such as Korea, China, and so on: )&lt;br /&gt;Ami&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113264709329526880?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113264709329526880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113264709329526880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264709329526880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113264709329526880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/kimono-ami.html' title='Kimono - Ami'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113228931745153148</id><published>2005-11-18T08:47:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:32:10.786+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story - Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Ffunny%20face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Ffunny%20face.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiyah! I've been to Hawaii. I went there for just sightseeing on my own, but my flight, the airplane from Japan was all filled with couples or families apart from me. A person who was next seat to me asked me "What happened to your girlfriend?" Then I went to a restaurant for my dinner in city center and one of waiters asked me "What happened to your girlfriend?" Furthermore, next day, one of Japanese tourists asked me "What happened to your girlfriend?" I heard same words from each different person 3 times!! Actually, people say that going to Hawaii on my own is a bit bizarre. Doesn't matter for me and I could really enjoy there even on my own. What do you think about it??&lt;br /&gt;Butch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113228931745153148?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113228931745153148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113228931745153148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228931745153148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228931745153148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/funny-story-butch.html' title='Funny Story - Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113228910491256156</id><published>2005-11-18T08:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:26:36.463+09:00</updated><title type='text'>future fasion - Haruka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. I'd show you future fasion. In the future, we can carry electricity machines with us always as ourclothes.&lt;br /&gt;Such as personal computer, radio, heater and so on. This clothes contains the piano!! Don't you surprise??&lt;br /&gt;I think it is very intresting, but it is not fashionable...How do you think about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113228910491256156?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113228910491256156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113228910491256156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228910491256156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228910491256156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/future-fasion-haruka.html' title='future fasion - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113228890049666902</id><published>2005-11-18T06:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T13:43:16.250+09:00</updated><title type='text'>glasses -Ayumi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/P252iS0039715525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/P252iS0039715525.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these days, glasses are becoming popular as one of fashion items. People especially young guys enjoy wearing glasses. Even though they don't  need to wear glasses, they wear it for show.&lt;br /&gt;There are many fashionable glasses in the shop and the glasses which has a little thick black frame are high in favor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113228890049666902?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113228890049666902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113228890049666902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228890049666902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113228890049666902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/glasses-ayumi.html' title='glasses -Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113219327757510800</id><published>2005-11-17T04:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:07:57.576+09:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion sense? - SHINICHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/mk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/mk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, everybody!! I found such a terrible fashion. What do&lt;br /&gt;you think, she is hero or just crazy ? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;But, I was interested in her fashion. Because, I haven't&lt;br /&gt;seen such an ugly fashion style...Can you speak to her if&lt;br /&gt;she was walking on the street? If you can what will you&lt;br /&gt;ask ? I may ask her "Is your fashion fashionable? Don't&lt;br /&gt;you change your fashion sense." What do you say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113219327757510800?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113219327757510800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113219327757510800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219327757510800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219327757510800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/fashion-sense-shinichi.html' title='fashion sense? - SHINICHI'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113219246440503808</id><published>2005-11-17T03:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T10:57:25.593+09:00</updated><title type='text'>"naked fashion" - Butch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fmy%20fashion.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3Fmy%20fashion.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be surprised when you see my picture. People think that "fashion" is what everyone wears some clothes only. I don't think so. "Naked" is also one of fashion, don't you realize that?? The more muscular, the more fashionable, I think. I'm not muscular like this picture and I wear some garments everyday, but I wish "naked fashion" will be in someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113219246440503808?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113219246440503808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113219246440503808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219246440503808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219246440503808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/naked-fashion-butch.html' title='&quot;naked fashion&quot; - Butch'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113205508276088823</id><published>2005-11-16T13:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:10:53.820+09:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion - Masa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/fashon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/fashon.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I’m not interested for the fashion. When I buy something, I choose a thing to want. I think that not to need to be popular about a hair style and clothes if not dirty. Therefore I wear the clothes which are not popular, and I don’t buy something only by being popular. I think the fashion is not important. But I think the person of trendy creation is great. I think “To create the fashion, the creator has to know what is popular but they can make nothing only by imitating.” I think that an important thing is our intention.  E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113205508276088823?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113205508276088823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113205508276088823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113205508276088823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113205508276088823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/fashion-masa.html' title='fashion - Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113205488874151592</id><published>2005-11-16T13:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T20:41:28.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnes Chan -  AMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/Chan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/Chan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Agnes Chan? She was born in Hong Kong, and she came out as a top singer in Japan as you know. She is not only famous for singer, she was inaugrated the Goodwill Ambassador of UNISEF Japan, and she visited many underdeveloped country such as Cambodia, Afganistan, Philippines and so on, to meet the local people. Also she has been trying to support these country, and does many volunteer works. I read her books which contains all about her experiences in those country, about real world problems such as poverty, prostitution and civil war... and lots of pictures of street children. After reading her books, I started to face those difficult world problems and respect her very much. She often says,"In so far there are smiling children, I do not stop these activity, even if it's risky." If you are interested iin her, why don't you ask me to borrow the books!!  AMI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113205488874151592?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113205488874151592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113205488874151592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113205488874151592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113205488874151592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/agnes-chan-ami.html' title='Agnes Chan -  AMI'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113219366228809346</id><published>2005-11-12T12:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T11:14:22.290+09:00</updated><title type='text'>my high school teacher - Masa</title><content type='html'>I have some people to respect. I introduce one people of them. He is a teacher of my high school days. I spent with him only half a year, but he always asked me a question and I gave my opinion. We talked every week about my opinion and my future. I am a student, he is a teacher. So there was difference in a viewpoint. But he heard my opinion and gave own opinion for it. The time that I spent with him had a great influence for my way of thinking for things. I never forget the time that I spent with him in my life.  E2 Masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113219366228809346?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113219366228809346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113219366228809346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219366228809346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113219366228809346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-high-school-teacher-masa.html' title='my high school teacher - Masa'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113169870109544696</id><published>2005-11-11T22:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T17:45:01.096+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs. Midori - Ayumi</title><content type='html'>I'll introduce Mrs. Midori today. She was my cram school's teacher when I was in high school. She taught me not only school English but also some phrase that native use, and She used various materials which attracted us. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her, I became to like studying English little by little, and now I study English here at YMCA. I respect and appreciate her a lot. She is the person who effected me the most in my life. Ayumi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113169870109544696?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113169870109544696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113169870109544696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113169870109544696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113169870109544696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/mrs-midori-ayumi.html' title='Mrs. Midori - Ayumi'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17171356.post-113169861410870658</id><published>2005-11-11T22:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T17:43:34.120+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Yumi Sano - Haruka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/1600/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3090/583/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estimable person-Yumi Sano&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yumi Sano was a member of volunteer group.&lt;br /&gt;She was an ordinaly art college student before the Hanshin earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;But After the earthquake, she decided to go to Nepal as a volunteer theacher.&lt;br /&gt;Yumi was helped by a lot of volunteer people and touched by their hard work. Then she thought it was the time for her to do something for other people. Though she had little money and couldn't Nepalese well, she worked very hard in there. Then she made use of her drawing to communicate with people. She helped low class children to get education. But she died by accident just before to get back Japan. She was very young.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the TV program about her life when I was a junior high school  student. I still remember her life and her activities,     Haruka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17171356-113169861410870658?l=osakawriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/feeds/113169861410870658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17171356&amp;postID=113169861410870658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113169861410870658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17171356/posts/default/113169861410870658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://osakawriting.blogspot.com/2005/11/yumi-sano-haruka.html' title='Yumi Sano - Haruka'/><author><name>MONDO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03726952058469849286</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ulYiRfWCmtY/SB_4zTqQWiI/AAAAAAAAArY/rzo83uu8ru0/S220/Dochead.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
