<?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-4983019352024008404</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:23:21.895+09:00</updated><category term='Book Review'/><category term='essay'/><category term='POLYSICS'/><category term='sid'/><category term='juppunn wa juubunn'/><category term='WEI'/><category term='news'/><category term='kumaaaa'/><category term='Music'/><category term='List'/><category term='ELLEGARDEN'/><category term='movie review'/><category term='library thing survey'/><category term='diary'/><category term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><category term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Misora Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5638739637517960261</id><published>2009-01-28T13:21:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:32:04.236+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>Mission Impossible&lt;br /&gt;13107202 Misora Arima&lt;br /&gt; I watched “Mission Impossible”. This is an action movie and Tom Cruise was a main character in this movie. It is too difficult for me to understand so I got mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;Ethan was a great and clever spy but he lost his companions. Moreover a leader of an organization thought that Ethan was a traitor. He was falsely with this trouble. And he decided to find a real traitor. Then he thought that a way to luring the traitor and he infiltrated a headquarters. At last he exposed a plot.&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I suspected that Claire was a bad person when she was worried about him. But I don’t think that Jim was a bad person, too. Jim was a principal offender and he shot Claire. I was absolutely shocked.&lt;br /&gt;My favorite scene was that Ethan infiltrated the headquarters. When he was hung dangling in midair, he had to worry about temperature in a room which had a main computer, sounds and a pressure gauge under a floor. If he dropped anything from his hands, the sensor made a big noise. At the start, he wet on with his works and he could copy NOC file. But Krieger who stayed a ceiling and he pulled Ethan’s body slackened a reins. So Ethan’s body seemed to touch the floor. I was very excited to watch the scene. That was a close call.&lt;br /&gt;I have never watched the series before, so I was very surprised to watch the movie. I wanted to watch “Mission Impossible 2” and “Mission Impossible 3”. (261)&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr6.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5638739637517960261?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5638739637517960261/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5638739637517960261' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5638739637517960261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5638739637517960261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review_5897.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6142391969822995795</id><published>2009-01-28T13:20:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:29:45.412+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>The Mask&lt;br /&gt;13107202   Misora Arima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like The Mask because there were unique characters and this movie was very fun. When a main character was surprised, his eyeballs protruded or his heart was beating very fast. That was funny and comical so I enjoyed watching.&lt;br /&gt;Stanley Ipkiss was easy to deal with and he can not say his feelings or opinions distinctly. Moreover he was not good at anything so he didn’t get a lot of attention from women. He always wanted to change himself and he had a desire to be a perfect person.&lt;br /&gt;Tina Carlyle was very beautiful woman but she had a trouble. Everyone thought that her presence at the party is mere window dressing. She needed a special person who took care of her. So she was attracted by Stanley’s charm. I like Milo which was Stanley’s dog in particular because he was very clever and always helped his owner. When Stanley was arrested and stayed a prison, Milo got a key for opening the prison. I think Stanley was saved by Milo. He was a faithful dog.&lt;br /&gt;Summary???&lt;br /&gt;I introduce my favorite scene. Stanley Ipkiss who wore a green mask danced with polices and the Special Assault Team in front of a park. The Mask started to dancing to the music then bodies of polices moved automatically. At the end they enjoyed dancing and singing a song.&lt;br /&gt;I was interested in “we all wear masks”. Dr. Arthur Neuman said this word in this movie and I assented to his opinion. I thought that we wear masks everyday and we hid real feelings. So I yearn for the Mask because he does the way he want. (285)&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr5.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6142391969822995795?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6142391969822995795/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6142391969822995795' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6142391969822995795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6142391969822995795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review_3319.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8981754974192242255</id><published>2009-01-28T13:19:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:28:26.039+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>Toy story&lt;br /&gt;13107202 Arima Misora&lt;br /&gt;I have seen “Toy Story” 3 times and I really like this story. When I was a little girl, I thought that toys could move and think about me. So I was very kind to my toys, I loved stuffed toys and dolls in particular. I still have many toys and I really like to play with toys.&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of toys in this movie and when no one was around they could walk all over the Andy’s room and they formed a toy’s community. They cooperated with each other and all toys had important parts in the society. Woody took the leader and he was adored by everyone because he had the ability to judge coolly then his judges were right. In Andy’s birthday, Buzz Lightyear entered the society. He was too self-conscious and believed that he was a real space ranger. His idea was out of keeping with the society so Woody didn’t like Buzz. Woody was jealous of Buzz because Buzz had cool items and received all the attention. And what was even worse, Andy was interested in Buzz. That was why Woody lost composure. On the other hand, Buzz didn’t grant the truth which was Buzz was Andy’s toy. They hated each other and they had priority own idea. But they became have a good friendship. When they were caught by Sid who was a neighbor, they admitted those mistakes and they learned importance of cooperating all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I know that true friends can cooperate and true friendship never break at any time. Happily I have a lot of friends. They always worry about me and help without a single complaint. So they are very important for me and I want to be kind for them. I learned many things of friendship through this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  (292)&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr4.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8981754974192242255?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8981754974192242255/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8981754974192242255' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8981754974192242255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8981754974192242255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review_2198.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2197633399824127986</id><published>2009-01-28T13:17:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:27:28.232+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>Romeo and Juliet&lt;br /&gt;13107202 Misora Arima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Romeo and Juliet directed by Baz Luhrman. The original author is Shakespeare so the lines are very difficult and amazing. Most of lines are figurative expressions. Characters spoke in a roundabout way but they were romantic lines. I especially like Juliet’s lines. She said “I shall say good night till it be tomorrow.” How beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;Romeo and Juliet was a tragic story. They loved each other but it was an impossible love. Romeo was a rash and impatient boy. When Romeo broke into Juliet’s house, luckily, he wasn’t found out. I thought that he behaved without considering the consequences. If Romeo has the ability to judge coolly, the terrible accident may have not happened. Juliet came from a good family so she seemed to live happily, but she felt lonely because her parents didn’t worry about her. Her nurse alone was anxious and stood by her. I thought that Juliet yearned for Romeo who had many friends and enjoyed his selfish life. Their love didn’t come true. And what was even worse, &lt;a style="mso-comment-reference: JT_1; mso-comment-date: 20081126T1502"&gt;crossing a father’s latter &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a language="JavaScript" class="msocomanchor" id="_anchor_1" onmouseover="msoCommentShow('_anchor_1','_com_1')" onmouseout="msoCommentHide('_com_1')" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4983019352024008404#_msocom_1" name="_msoanchor_1"&gt;[JT1]&lt;/a&gt; caused miserable accident. So Romeo took a drug then he dead and Juliet shot herself fatally with a pistol.&lt;br /&gt;This is a very sad movie. Romeo and Juliet both died for their families’ troubles. I was filled with heartrending sorrow. At the end of the movie, a policeman said “This is a punishment for a family feud.” I thought so too, two families were stubborn about little things then drove their only children to suicide. I thought that the same goes for nations which quarrel and create tragedies.    (264)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="_msocom_1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a class="msocomoff" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4983019352024008404#_msoanchor_1"&gt;[JT1]&lt;/a&gt;???&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr3.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2197633399824127986?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2197633399824127986/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2197633399824127986' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2197633399824127986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2197633399824127986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review_3565.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7277251994702349215</id><published>2009-01-28T13:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:26:33.062+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>School of Rock&lt;br /&gt;13107202   Misora Arima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched School of Rock. I love music so I enjoyed watching this movie. Rock music makes me happy and sound is great.&lt;br /&gt;Dewey was trying for the first prize of rock but he is not well enough known among people. So he taught students at junior high school to get some money. He was an impostor. However he had heart of rock and he really liked his students. Then the students had complete trust in him.&lt;br /&gt;I especially like Zack. His father was quite strict so he was disgusted by his father’s rules. He wanted to resist his father and he wanted to change himself. He learned a rebellious sprit from rock.&lt;br /&gt;Summer is synonymous with an honor student. She was far removed from the rock sprit. But she understood about rock and she it was her responsibility to bring the class together. I also like her.&lt;br /&gt;Rosaline who was the principal of the school was great woman. Most teachers didn’t like her because she was serious almost to a fault. It could not be helped. And parents put pressure on Rosaline to improve at school.&lt;br /&gt;Dewey said “It was rock to resist The Man.” Students felt gloomy about their lives and they didn’t know how to rebel. I thought that they pretended to be a good boy or good girl. In fact, they wanted to do mischief. I thought that they learned many things from Dewey. First, you must believe your ability and yourself. Second, rock music makes you happy. Third, it is important to unite. This movie is very interesting and fun. I also learned a lot of things so I love this movie.&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr2.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7277251994702349215?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7277251994702349215/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7277251994702349215' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7277251994702349215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7277251994702349215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review_28.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3951850203351484880</id><published>2009-01-28T13:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T13:24:53.095+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>Shrek&lt;br /&gt;13107202 Misora Arima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this movie very much, because there are many unique characters and they teach a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;I like Shrek and Donkey in particular. Shrek is very ugly and stupid so no one likes him. So he avoids everyone. He enjoyed his life. And he thought that “The life is best, I want to have no friends.” He didn’t open his heart to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Donkey liked talking and prattling. His owner didn’t like him. So his chatter grated on her ear.&lt;br /&gt;One day, Shrek and Donkey met by chance. Then Donkey and Shrek went out to the castle by a strange coincidence. Donkey talked always and he was very noisy. So Shrek sent Donkey away as if irritated. But I think that Shrek did not hate Donkey. In other words, Shrek didn’t know how to get along with a friend. Shrek’s weak point was dealing with people. However Shrek began to feel for Donkey through the journey. And Shrek was in love with Fiona who was princess. Shrek and Fiona understood their feelings. But they were not gentle and obedient. I was impatient with Shrek and Fiona. They loved each other. They could not tell their real feelings. I’m sure that it is too difficult to say the real things. I want to say my feeling clearly, but I always have patience and I can not tell everything. If I say “I miss you” or what I really feel, the person might hate me. So I control my feeling. My personality is similar to Shrek’s. After all, Donkey spoke on behalf of Fiona. Shrek knew what Fiona was thinking by grace of Donkey. Then Shrek went to the castle and Shrek said “I love you” to Fiona at last.&lt;br /&gt;This movie describes the friendship and real love, I think. Shrek stuck stubbornly to his idea. But he learned how to open his heart and confide truth. Shrek understood that the friendship was very important. I know it is necessary to have friends and keeping friendship through this movie. And to tell the truth is so important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src= "http://www.odeo.com/flash/audio_player_standard_gray.swf" quality="high" width="300" height="52" allowScriptAccess="always" wmode="transparent"  type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars= "valid_sample_rate=true&amp;external_url=http://www2.kumagaku.ac.jp/teacher/wink/Tomei2term08/7202mr1.mp3" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3951850203351484880?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3951850203351484880/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3951850203351484880' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3951850203351484880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3951850203351484880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/movie-review.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7210883493279669276</id><published>2009-01-19T00:26:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:26:38.925+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nAj4nLiGmA&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1nAj4nLiGmA&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7210883493279669276?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7210883493279669276/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7210883493279669276' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7210883493279669276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7210883493279669276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8043935289445713188</id><published>2009-01-19T00:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:17:05.876+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>please watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bv_O_2FL_w8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Bv_O_2FL_w8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sid!! New Single!! Nido me no kanojyo!!&lt;br /&gt;This is a winter song and love song. I like this song because Mao is very cool. This story is very nice!! A boy and a girl loved each other but they divorced. For several months ago, they met again and they understood each feeling. Amazing!! (53) (11685)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8043935289445713188?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8043935289445713188/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8043935289445713188' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8043935289445713188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8043935289445713188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/please-watch.html' title='please watch'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3187162415928473009</id><published>2009-01-18T15:20:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:07:03.153+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>nemu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLKSkKlMTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OnYafJHkHAM/s1600-h/30788a-758205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292514932408267058" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLKSkKlMTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OnYafJHkHAM/s320/30788a-758205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to change my hair color. My hair color is blown now. I want to change dark red.&lt;br /&gt;Kitade Nana chan’s hair style is very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I am sleepy now. I will wash my teeth and I will go to my bed. (43) (11632)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3187162415928473009?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3187162415928473009/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3187162415928473009' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3187162415928473009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3187162415928473009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_6400.html' title='nemu'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLKSkKlMTI/AAAAAAAAAHY/OnYafJHkHAM/s72-c/30788a-758205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5861160239657812713</id><published>2009-01-18T14:48:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:16:44.501+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>mana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLCte8k10I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O6ULLslnXlw/s1600-h/image0042-717241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292506598770792258" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLCte8k10I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O6ULLslnXlw/s320/image0042-717241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I introduce Mana sama again.&lt;br /&gt;He is from Hiroshima prefecture and he was born on March 19. His father was a music teacher in a high school. So he enjoyed listening classical music.&lt;br /&gt;He met Kozi and they formed a band. This name was MALICE MIZER. Mana sama plays a guitar in the band. Then Gackt joined the band. Gackt became famous and Mana became alienated from Gackt. Gackt was dropped out of MALICE MIZER. While Mana made a fashion brand “Moi meme moitie”. This brand was loved by many girls. He always wears the brand’s dress.&lt;br /&gt;By the way he never speaks in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;Mana sama belongs to a new band “Moi dix Mois”. If you want to listen, please watch YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;MALICE MIZER’s music was very elegant and very cool. Their music was so great.&lt;br /&gt;(139) (11589)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5861160239657812713?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5861160239657812713/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5861160239657812713' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5861160239657812713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5861160239657812713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_8017.html' title='mana'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXLCte8k10I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O6ULLslnXlw/s72-c/image0042-717241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7073678636363095218</id><published>2009-01-18T13:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:29:38.199+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-13 The Three Little Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXK28C35jtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RU4u_Su6dK0/s1600-h/2009011813570000-704228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292493654793490130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXK28C35jtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RU4u_Su6dK0/s320/2009011813570000-704228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “The Three Little Pigs”. I really like this story and I like pigs.&lt;br /&gt;The first little pig built a house which was made straws. It was easy for the pig to build. Straw were so light. But a wolf came to this house to eat this pig. He knocked on a door and he wanted to come in. The pig was very afraid and he said “Not by the hair of my chinny, chin, chin!!” Then the wolf huffed and puffed. At last the wolf ate up the first pig.&lt;br /&gt;The second pig got some sticks and he built a house. This was strong house. The wolf came to the house because he wanted to eat this pig. The second pig refused to enter. Then the wolf blew his house off. And the second pig was eaten by the wolf.&lt;br /&gt;The third pig met a man. The man was carrying some bricks so the pig said “I want to have some bricks because I will build my house. Please give me.” Then he got some bricks. It was very difficult for the pig to build. But the third pig built his house. This house was solidly built. The wolf came to his house. But he could not blow. The wolf was very angry and he climbed up a roof. The wolf came down the chimney. However the third pig was very clever and he had a nice idea. He put a big pot in the fireplace. The pot was full of hot water. The wolf did not know this idea so the wolf fell into the pot. The third pig lived happily in his house.&lt;br /&gt;I do not like this story. Because two pig were eaten by the wolf. It was cruelty story.&lt;br /&gt;(295) (11450)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7073678636363095218?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7073678636363095218/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7073678636363095218' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7073678636363095218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7073678636363095218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_8405.html' title='Book Review 2-13 The Three Little Pigs'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXK28C35jtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/RU4u_Su6dK0/s72-c/2009011813570000-704228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6812202074357994004</id><published>2009-01-18T13:42:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:44:24.054+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXKzLP0-Q7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jAnd9YYC7HE/s1600-h/9ab3de-739946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292489517922403250" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXKzLP0-Q7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jAnd9YYC7HE/s320/9ab3de-739946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, I got up at 11:30 because I was very tired. I had a pleasant dream. So I introduce my dream.&lt;br /&gt;I walked a street with my friend then I happened to see Gackt on the street. He talked with some girls. I was very surprised to see that so I spoke to him. He was very cool and handsome. He entered to a book store so I followed him. I often spoke him but he did not speak. But I was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;     That’s all.  (87)(11155)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6812202074357994004?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6812202074357994004/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6812202074357994004' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6812202074357994004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6812202074357994004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_18.html' title='dream'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SXKzLP0-Q7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/jAnd9YYC7HE/s72-c/9ab3de-739946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5115869582853271935</id><published>2009-01-14T23:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:44:44.289+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>rerere</title><content type='html'>I got up at 7:30 and I washed my face. Then I ate a cup of yogurt. I like yogurt recently it is very healthy to eat this in the morning. Next, I took some medicines because I have caught a cold. I watched TV. There are very terrible matters in Japan. Fore example, one man killed a girl who lived next door. This case was very shocking and everyone was surprised. If you live alone, you should be careful and you must go back early.&lt;br /&gt;9:00 I went back to my bed and slept so I really wanted to sleep. 11:15 I waked up again and I ate Japanese noodle. Then I changed my ware and I went to my university to listen about seminar. It is too difficult to choose one semi for me.&lt;br /&gt;WOW!! I will wash my teeth and I go to a bed. See you!! (150)(11068)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5115869582853271935?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5115869582853271935/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5115869582853271935' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5115869582853271935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5115869582853271935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/rerere.html' title='rerere'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8912595285207631552</id><published>2009-01-14T23:16:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:29:25.946+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>nana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SW3zq8tFheI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TrU8VZ06HnY/s1600-h/image0038-771509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291153056405489122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SW3zq8tFheI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TrU8VZ06HnY/s320/image0038-771509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Nana Kitade? Recently I like her because she is very cute and her tastes are very good. She likes cute and wonderful dresses. She always wears gorgeous dress. Her favorite brands are “BABY, THE STARS SHINE BRIGHT”, and “MILK” and so on.  She likes red and black. My favorite colors are red and black, too.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair style is so pretty. I want to change my hair style and color. Nana chan is very cute so I study about her and I research “kawaii”.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I often watch “Tokyo Kawaii TV” by NHK. It is very interesting and fun. If you have a time, please watch this program. We can study about Japanese fashion from this program and I really like it.  (127) (10918)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8912595285207631552?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8912595285207631552/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8912595285207631552' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8912595285207631552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8912595285207631552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_14.html' title='nana'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SW3zq8tFheI/AAAAAAAAAG4/TrU8VZ06HnY/s72-c/image0038-771509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-4456761005473770700</id><published>2009-01-13T19:42:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:56:16.707+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>MAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxwBAD7HzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwbUtN5NV0s/s1600-h/2009011309310000-732622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290726824752127794" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxwBAD7HzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwbUtN5NV0s/s320/2009011309310000-732622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture because Mao is very cute. Mao is from Fukuoka in Kyusyu. He has type AB blood. He really likes curry and rice so he worked a curry shop. He often eats curry and rice. He has a hamster and he loves his pet. (47) (10791)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-4456761005473770700?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4456761005473770700/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=4456761005473770700' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4456761005473770700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4456761005473770700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_3805.html' title='MAO'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxwBAD7HzI/AAAAAAAAAGw/hwbUtN5NV0s/s72-c/2009011309310000-732622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3420447585643354341</id><published>2009-01-13T18:18:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:20:05.046+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>VIVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxcXrb0RJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/f61oAyCPlGY/s1600-h/2009011213320000-702153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290705224119633042" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxcXrb0RJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/f61oAyCPlGY/s320/2009011213320000-702153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am adult!! I was happy to wear a long sleeved kimono.&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 5:00. I was very sleepy so I wanted to sleep more. But I must go to a beauty shop. Then I leaved my home at 6:00 with my mother and we arrived at 6:10. I waited for a long time. My turn came. First I wear Furisode. Frisode was very heavy and very tight. Second beautician set my hair. My hair style was so cute and I liked it. Third, I made up. A beautician said “What kind of make up do you want?” I said “My eyes are so small so I want to get big eyes.” The beautician said “O.K!! I try it.” But my make was very light so I was very disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;In my car, I said “My make up is terrible. I want to go a convenience store and I want to buy cosmetics.” My mother said “All right.” Then we dropped into a convenience store and I touched up my makeup. But I don’t like.&lt;br /&gt;I joined my friends and we took many pictures and talking about own kimono. I met a lot of friends so I was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;In evening, I stayed my home and took a nap and watched TV. I was very tired and I caught a cold. I took some medicines. We ate sukiyaki with my family and I went to bed early.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;Next morning (Today’s morning) I went to a hospital because I had a sore throat. My mother brought me to a hospital by her car. I entered alone. I waited my turn for an hour. I had no time!! Then I consulted a doctor and paid money. I said “Excuse me. P lease call me a taxi.” A nurse said “O.K. Wait a minutes.” I said “Thanks.” The taxi was coming and I swung aboard the taxi”&lt;br /&gt;I was very tired and I wanted to sleep early. (328) (10744)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3420447585643354341?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3420447585643354341/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3420447585643354341' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3420447585643354341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3420447585643354341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_13.html' title='VIVA'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWxcXrb0RJI/AAAAAAAAAGo/f61oAyCPlGY/s72-c/2009011213320000-702153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2003439805459750591</id><published>2009-01-11T16:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:41:15.444+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>aiuta</title><content type='html'>Do you know him? I introduced him before. His name is Scott Murphy. He was from America and he belonged to Allister which was famous band. He sung them song in the band but he started singing alone. I love his idea. He said “Japanese song are very nice and Japanese is beautiful.” in a TV program. I agree with him. My friend bought his CD so I want to borrow ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;I like “Ai Uta” best of his song. I download his song in my cell phone. His voice is very powerful and makes me happy. So great!!   (101) (10416)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZdBNfGTLXM&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZdBNfGTLXM&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2003439805459750591?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2003439805459750591/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2003439805459750591' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2003439805459750591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2003439805459750591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/aiuta.html' title='aiuta'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-9208922852891311845</id><published>2009-01-11T16:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:11:10.973+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>Hello!! I was back. I really spend a bad time so I was very sad.&lt;br /&gt;I will go to a coming of age celebration. My doctor said “If you stay at home on Saturday and Sunday, you can go the celebration.” I thought that I was happy. Then I drunk some medicines and I rested quietly in my bed. My fever went down in Friday’s evening. So I was very glad.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so nice in this morning so I and my mother went to a beauty parlor. I can go the celebration but I decided to not go my alumni. I bought new dress and new pampas so I was very sad. It can not be helped boo.&lt;br /&gt;I want to take a lot of pictures in the celebration.  (130) (10315)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-9208922852891311845?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/9208922852891311845/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=9208922852891311845' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9208922852891311845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9208922852891311845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-936476238790505048</id><published>2009-01-07T18:17:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:35:47.185+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-12 NARNIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWRzGeBJnvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Sfqkcohimo8/s1600-h/2009010718160000-733151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288478417414102770" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWRzGeBJnvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Sfqkcohimo8/s320/2009010718160000-733151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “NARNIA”. When I went to a high school, I watched a movie with my friend. We really enjoyed watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;This book was too short so I did not enjoy. This was boring. This book introduced four children. Lucy was a youngest girl of the four. She was a brave girl and she found NARNIA in a wardrobe. She talked about NARNIA to her brothers and sister. But they did not believe. Everyone thought that she dreamed. Lucy was good at making friends so she had friends in NARNIA. Edmund was a boy. I do not like him very much because he was foolish and he was a burden to others. Susan was an oldest sister and she thought everything cautiously. Peter was a oldest boy. He always helped his family and wanted to lead everyone. He had a strong sense of responsibility. They fight with a Witch and they won. They became kings and queen in NARNIA. When they get back a house, they remembered of NARNIA. (171) (10185)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-936476238790505048?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/936476238790505048/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=936476238790505048' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/936476238790505048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/936476238790505048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_07.html' title='Book Review 2-12 NARNIA'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWRzGeBJnvI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Sfqkcohimo8/s72-c/2009010718160000-733151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8067508493859638434</id><published>2009-01-05T23:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:27:44.055+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>study</title><content type='html'>I got up at 7:00 in the morning. I always do not eat breakfast because I have no time and if I eat breakfast, I feel so bad in a bus. My class started at 9:00. We studied American History and American culture. My next class started at 10:40. We watched DVD about SUGAWARANO Michizane. I like this class so I am interested in Japanese culture and Japanese history. Michizane was a good scholar and he wrote many books. He liked to make a Chine poem prose. He really did very well and everyone respected him. In fact he was struggling to develop a new field and he wanted to help all farmers. He was loved most tenderly by an emperor. So HUJIWARANO Tokihira hated him. Then Tokihira wanted to hold real power of politics. He had one idea!! Michizane was demoted to a post of Dazaihu in Kyusyu. He was very sad but he could not defy. In Dazaihu, he lived poorly and he always wrote many poems. It was important to make poems. His poems in Dazaihu were pessimistic poems. Two years later, he died. Tokihira had absolute power in Kyoto. Kyoto became more and more prosperous. But there were many disasters and misfortune. Everyone who lived in Kyoto was worried about these. They thought that a vengeful of Michizane got people into troubles, so people worshipped as a god of studies. Oh, why do I talk about Michizane? I wanted to tell about my day. (248) (10014)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8067508493859638434?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8067508493859638434/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8067508493859638434' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8067508493859638434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8067508493859638434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/study.html' title='study'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7817600044409111495</id><published>2009-01-05T22:31:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:33:01.034+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Herb Cordial</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWILxlarLpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/laxUImp1weo/s1600-h/2009010522300000-710778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287801858971872914" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWILxlarLpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/laxUImp1weo/s320/2009010522300000-710778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I recommend this HERB CORDIAL. When I went to a downtown to buy my dress with my mother, my mother bought this cordial in a second basement of a department store. We looked a teabag as a present for my aunt then a saleslady said “Please sample, it tastes rose and very delicious.” So I and my mother drunk this cordial and we said “How delicious!” so we decided to buy “HERB CORDIAL ORGANIC ROSE”. A shop lady said “Have you ever bought this cordial? No? OK. Pleases put in your cold storage and you should drink off for three weeks.” We said “Yes, thank you.” Then we went back home. I was looking forward to drinking the cordial. Entering my house, my mother boiled some water soon and I really wanted to drink. Then we drank this cordial. Of cause, this was very delicious and smell was good. I watched a note on a back of the package and read the sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom of England-------Cordial is a dink. Herb was soaking in alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Rose-----Cleopatra and a lot of beautiful woman loved roses. If you drink this cordial, you smell roses. In short words, as if you hold rose petals in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;You can put this cordial on an ice cream or yoghurt. You can try to add this cordial to champagne.&lt;br /&gt;My mother liked herb tea recently because coffee and black tea have a lot of caffeine. And each herb tea has an effect. For example, one herb tea works for sick. Another herb tea makes you feel comfortable and relax. Smell is better than any other drinks.&lt;br /&gt;(271) (9766)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7817600044409111495?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7817600044409111495/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7817600044409111495' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7817600044409111495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7817600044409111495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_05.html' title='Herb Cordial'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SWILxlarLpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/laxUImp1weo/s72-c/2009010522300000-710778.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2254390663653757427</id><published>2009-01-05T02:14:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:15:05.515+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we must go to a university to study. Oh No!! My winter vacation was very short but I have few works so I was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now? Unnn. 2 o’clock. I must go to my bed and sleep as soon as possible. I can not get up very fast in a morning. So I don’t like mornings and I always find it difficult to get up. I love a night because there are very quiet in a town and people do nothing. I like to watch a TV program in a midnight. My mother often said “You must go to bed soon.” But I can not sleep soon. I got up this morning at 9:00. It was too hurry for me and I did my best ha ha ha. I am looking forward to coming to my spring vacation. I want to go to a par to eat a lunch during my spring vacation. And I want to take a nap on a hill. It will be so nice! It is a dream? No!! Dreams come true!! By the way do you have any plans during your vacation? Please tell me!&lt;br /&gt;Today I cleaned my room so my room is very beautiful!! I will have a good sleep. Ok. I will brush my teeth and go to a toilet then I will go to my room. I check personal effects in my back. I am sleepy now. Good bye! (244) (9495)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2254390663653757427?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2254390663653757427/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2254390663653757427' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2254390663653757427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2254390663653757427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3317646581684813096</id><published>2009-01-05T01:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:54:10.938+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>ALIKA</title><content type='html'>Do you know her? She is from Kumamoto but I don not know her old. Her real name is HIRONAGA ALI.  Her parents are a Western-style painter so she always watched a lot of pictures. She has many hobbies. She makes head dresses and accessories and she sales. Her dresses in concerts were very cute and beautiful. She is an epicure.&lt;br /&gt;She belongs to a band. Its name is ALIPROLECT. She writes the words to songs and Mr. Takakura makes melody. Her words are very unique and difficult. But I love her words because the realm of poetry and her view of the world are very nice. Amazing. When I first listened to her song, I was surprised. I thought that how beautiful. Her song is very wonderful. (128) (9251)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNu2TTV-8PI&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MNu2TTV-8PI&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3317646581684813096?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3317646581684813096/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3317646581684813096' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3317646581684813096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3317646581684813096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/alika.html' title='ALIKA'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6292445913703079392</id><published>2009-01-03T23:37:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:17:51.160+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Hakone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV94zI62MiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BkWsOg1WSX0/s1600-h/æ±æ´.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077307519218210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV94zI62MiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BkWsOg1WSX0/s320/%E6%9D%B1%E6%B4%8B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations! Touyou!!&lt;br /&gt;This team was very strong!! Why did the team win? I think that they had strong sprit. One runner said “I had a good sleep last night I slept 7 hours.” Woo!! That sounds great. Kashiwabara is an ace runner in Touyou team. He was called “Yama no Shin Dou” That is very nice word. I hope that the team will win next year.&lt;br /&gt;By the way do you like running for a long distance? I do not like running because it is too hard for me and I can not run fast. So I hate a marathon in a school. But I like Ekiden. All runners have a goal and everyone trust each other. And they want to keep schools’ Tasuki. Often a few runners can not keep own Tasuki and I was very sad to watch.&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, a few runners in the team were taken into custody for indecent assault. So many Ekiden fans got angry and most runners in the team thought that audiences must jeer at us and it can not be avoided. But audiences cheered the team and everyone wanted Touyou get a first title. One runner said “There were a lot of audiences and I was very glad to run in the course. I was thankful.” He was very great runner, I think.&lt;br /&gt;(224) (9123)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6292445913703079392?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6292445913703079392/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6292445913703079392' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6292445913703079392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6292445913703079392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/hakone.html' title='Hakone'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV94zI62MiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/BkWsOg1WSX0/s72-c/%E6%9D%B1%E6%B4%8B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6832478420822568897</id><published>2009-01-03T23:29:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:30:34.542+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV92NRRs58I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0k36UG02YMk/s1600-h/2009010323280000-749292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287074457904277442" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV92NRRs58I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0k36UG02YMk/s320/2009010323280000-749292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched Ekiden in Hakone then I went to a downtown to buy some clothes with my mother. We went to a department store to buy dress for me. I will have a plan of alumni in Coming of Age Day. So I needed a little formal dress. First I saw a very cute dress but I felt hesitant because so pretty a shop girl wore same one. She was so slender girl and she was very beautiful. I watched this dress seriously so another shop girl said “A shop girl who is over there wears the same one and Ebi chan wore this type of dress in a fashion magazine. This dress is very popular.” I thought that “Ebi chan wore the same design dress? No, I can not put on.” So I looked for dress again. But I thought that this dress is cutest.”  And just my mother said “You can try it on.” So I said “I wanted to try this dress on” then a shop girl answered “Yes focuses.” I tried to wear and this dress was very pretty so I can not wear very well but the shop girl said “You are cute.” She said it just to be polite, I understood. But I wanted to buy ha ha ha. Next we went to a shoe corner I wanted to buy a patent leather pare of pumps. I liked these pumps at a glance. Then I bought. Third I dropped at Dolly Girl and I found an eco bag. I wanted to use this eco bag as my school bag. And I looked at one cute turtleneck shirts. I bought these. I enjoyed spending a time and I can not do anything because I have no money. My mother bought a wallet she really wanted to buy. She was very happy, too.&lt;br /&gt;If I had money very mush, I bought everything what I want. (319) (8899)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6832478420822568897?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6832478420822568897/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6832478420822568897' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6832478420822568897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6832478420822568897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='shopping'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SV92NRRs58I/AAAAAAAAAGI/0k36UG02YMk/s72-c/2009010323280000-749292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3190307857343242299</id><published>2009-01-03T01:44:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:47:45.722+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Ghost</title><content type='html'>Gackt-san’s new single!! Please listen if you like.(8) (8580)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/46MVKFcRfVw&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/46MVKFcRfVw&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3190307857343242299?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3190307857343242299/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3190307857343242299' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3190307857343242299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3190307857343242299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/ghost.html' title='Ghost'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2845456219974960834</id><published>2009-01-03T01:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T01:43:28.318+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Hi!! Do you enjoy spending your vacation?&lt;br /&gt;My vacation is very nice because I have no work from 1 to 3. So I am very happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Long Distance Relay Race in Hakone on TV with my family. It is the custom in my house to do so. My mother really likes watching Ekiden. Ekiden in Hakone is the most famous sports in Japan, I think. All teams are very strong but just one team win a victory.&lt;br /&gt;I introduce some teams.&lt;br /&gt;Komazawa University: This team is very good. The team won the title last time.&lt;br /&gt;Waseda University: This is a university famous for its Ekiden team. There is a boy who went to the Olympic in Beijing.&lt;br /&gt;Chuo Gakuin University: Recently this team has a power and this team is worth of note.&lt;br /&gt;Ajia University: A reporter said “This team has a few experienced people but this team has a lot of stamina.”&lt;br /&gt;Yamanashi Gakuin University: Mogusu is from Kenya and he is very famous runner because he has a lot of records.&lt;br /&gt;Chuo University: This team takes part in Ekiden many times and the group has a tradition of eighty-three years.&lt;br /&gt;Teikyou University: Team color is red. An editor said “This team has no big ace but everyone has power.&lt;br /&gt;Nihon University: This is an experienced Ekiden team and a very strong team. Daniel leads this team.&lt;br /&gt;Touyou University: This team wins a title this time. Congratulations!! Kashiwabara is a rookie but he ran a mountain road. This road is very hard to run so I was very surprised to hear that he is the first year in university. But he was very good runner and he could run very fast. I was excited!!&lt;br /&gt;They were seeded team and I paid attention.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Way Back, I will cheer Kokusikan University I don’t know why but I cheer this team every times.  (314) (8572)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2845456219974960834?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2845456219974960834/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2845456219974960834' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2845456219974960834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2845456219974960834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3851973546239555512</id><published>2008-12-31T00:15:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:24:53.635+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>Nobara</title><content type='html'>I went to shopping with my father, my sister and my mother. I and my sister wanted to buy some comics and magazines while my mother and my father wanted to look some foods. I and my sister went to book corner and we walked around comic corner. I really like “kuro shistuji” so I watched a cover of this comic. Then I wanted to buy newly published comic. I bought it!!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know TAKEMOTO Nobara? He is a write and he is popular among young girls. I have his books because his words are very beautiful and an esoteric style. It is too difficult for me to read but I like his works. His book has aesthetic story and Gothic novel, but I feel rock spirit from his books. So I am going to write my favorite books which are written by him.&lt;br /&gt;Shimostuma Monogatari&lt;br /&gt;This is the most famous novel so this story was made into a movie. Lolita girls and Yankee girls had a lot of trouble and they enjoyed their lives. I watched this movie with my friend we laughed loudly but this movie moved my hart.&lt;br /&gt;Mishin&lt;br /&gt;One common girl respected a rock singer. Then a common girl took part in the rock group. This story was very good!! I learned a friendship!!&lt;br /&gt;Taima&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, he was arrested for having marijuana in the old days. His fans were very surprised to hear the news and also I was shocked. He was very sorry about it so he wrote this novel. When I found this book in a book store, I bought it without hesitating because I want to believe him and I like his literary works. Please read this book, you can know new things. Fore example you can know about a house of detention and a cell. He wrote down a realistic depiction of life in a lockup. (318) (8258)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3851973546239555512?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3851973546239555512/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3851973546239555512' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3851973546239555512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3851973546239555512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/nobara.html' title='Nobara'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5424584674212793244</id><published>2008-12-28T23:54:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:36:26.526+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-11 Mr. Putter and  Tabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeTGaTm6NI/AAAAAAAAAGA/m5xKrvro9dE/s1600-h/2008122823530000-757573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284854426092628178" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeTGaTm6NI/AAAAAAAAAGA/m5xKrvro9dE/s320/2008122823530000-757573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Mr. Putter and Tabby Catch the cold&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Putter and Tabby liked snow so they looked snow fall. Mr. Putter liked to read the funnies in the newspaper. One day, he forgot to take the newspaper. He came back with the newspaper and he worried about that he caught a cold because he was old. Tabby was very kind for him so she put his head and she kept his head warm. Mrs. Teaberry phoned him. Mrs. Teaberry was his friend and she lived near his house. She knew that he caught a cold and she wanted to go to look after him. But Mr. Putter said “You should not come to my house because you might get my cold.” So Mrs. Teaberry had a good idea. It was very nice. Zeke which was Mrs. Teaberry’s dog brought the thermos. There was soup inside in. Mr. Putter was very happy to see it. Tabby was happy because she liked soup. When he was a boy, he often caught cold. At that time he always read an adventure book. He remembered that thing. So he really wanted to read an adventure book and he made a request “I wanted to read an adventure book please bring it.” Just then Zeke brought the book. Then Mr. Putter, Tabby and Zeke read the book in the bed and they fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I like this series so I want to read another story. (241)  (7940)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5424584674212793244?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5424584674212793244/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5424584674212793244' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5424584674212793244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5424584674212793244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_7100.html' title='Book Review 2-11 Mr. Putter and  Tabby'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeTGaTm6NI/AAAAAAAAAGA/m5xKrvro9dE/s72-c/2008122823530000-757573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5892708877435937831</id><published>2008-12-28T22:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:17:10.730+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-10 Mr. Putter and  Tabby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeFmr7F8SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/z_0wqFjJndQ/s1600-h/2008122822320000-702632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284839587414667554" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeFmr7F8SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/z_0wqFjJndQ/s320/2008122822320000-702632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Mr. Putter and Tabby  Pour the Tea.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Putter lived alone so he always took care of flowers. One day he was tired of living alone and he wanted to buy a cat. I really like cats so I agree with him. Then he went out to buy a cat and he arrived at a pet shop. But there were only kitten. He wanted to have a cat so he asked a shop assistant at the pet shop. She recommended going to a shelter. He found three cats in the shelter and he really liked a yellow cat because the yellow cat was very old and thin hair. He brought this cat to his house and he named Tabby. Tabby was a lady. She liked tulips which were made by Mr. Putter. And she liked to bask in the sun. He got along with her and they liked to take a nap. Mr. Putter and Tabby wanted to live together.&lt;br /&gt;This story was very good so I like this story. This is a heartwarming story. (177)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5892708877435937831?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5892708877435937831/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5892708877435937831' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5892708877435937831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5892708877435937831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_4942.html' title='Book Review 2-10 Mr. Putter and  Tabby'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVeFmr7F8SI/AAAAAAAAAF4/z_0wqFjJndQ/s72-c/2008122822320000-702632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2991518064772271253</id><published>2008-12-28T00:50:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:26:21.070+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>roses in my nails</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVZO2LdlP1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qEKwl8lkKck/s1600-h/2008122800490000-748038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284497905462624082" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVZO2LdlP1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qEKwl8lkKck/s320/2008122800490000-748038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got up at 9:00 and I did nothing for a long time then I started washing my teeth and my face. My mother said “We must go to a beauty parlor to talk about your hair style on a coming of age celebration. We have no time so let’s go!!” I said “Oh no Mom, must we go today? I don’t go to day. What a hassle!!” My mother took me out to visit the beauty parlor. But there was not a person in a charge so we were disappointed. We watched some catalogue of hair style and we had an idea about my hair style then we decided to go to a shopping moll to buy my hair ornaments. First, we went to a supermarket near my house which is new supermarket. We wanted to eat some bread so we bought good breads and we eat these in my car. We arrived at a shopping moll and looked for ornaments. We found nice one and my mother bought for me. We went back our house and eat some snacks then we took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Today’s dinner was a hot pot cooked at a table!! Kimchi Nabe!! I really like this dish so I was very happy. So I was full!!&lt;br /&gt;I wear red nail polish now because I wanted to do suddenly hahaha. I like this design so cute and very cool. It was easy to do so please do it. (243)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2991518064772271253?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2991518064772271253/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2991518064772271253' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2991518064772271253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2991518064772271253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_28.html' title='roses in my nails'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVZO2LdlP1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/qEKwl8lkKck/s72-c/2008122800490000-748038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1453657683426138654</id><published>2008-12-27T02:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T02:12:12.598+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Kasuga and Wakabayashi</title><content type='html'>Hey!! Of course you know this pair? They are very nice!! I really like their comic dialogues. I introduced them on my blog before. More and more people like them soon.&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch M-I? They won in a consolation match so I was very excited to hear the news. But they can not win a semi final. (58)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6rhWZH6llg&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M6rhWZH6llg&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1453657683426138654?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1453657683426138654/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1453657683426138654' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1453657683426138654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1453657683426138654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/kasuga-and-wakabayashi.html' title='Kasuga and Wakabayashi'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7353109541617761236</id><published>2008-12-27T01:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:46:18.978+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Is he cool?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVUFlbKwOaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ccwOQ7ayZdE/s1600-h/2008122418390000-757047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284135878295304610" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVUFlbKwOaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ccwOQ7ayZdE/s320/2008122418390000-757047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you know him? If you like EVANGERION, you must know him. He is Mr. Kaji and he was a boyfriend of Misato.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a convenience store to buy anything. Then I found a chocolate with a card. I thought “How great!!” So I decided to buy two chocolate. I wanted to get a card printed Rei Ayanami. Because she is very cute and there is something gloomy about her. She is cloaked in mystery. So she has a lot of fans.&lt;br /&gt;When I opened this package, I was disappointed. Mr. Kaji, welcome my house. However I gave this card for my friend. (105)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7353109541617761236?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7353109541617761236/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7353109541617761236' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7353109541617761236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7353109541617761236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_27.html' title='Is he cool?'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SVUFlbKwOaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ccwOQ7ayZdE/s72-c/2008122418390000-757047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8347748054130142988</id><published>2008-12-22T01:10:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:27:24.177+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Many thanks!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5qjwofIaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pirHbnJHrH4/s1600-h/2008122201100000-755409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282276575534850466" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5qjwofIaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pirHbnJHrH4/s320/2008122201100000-755409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yukari-san gave me this cute hand puppet last Friday!! I really like this puppet because he is a snowman yay!! Xmas season has come and everyone is excited. Yukari-san gave Xmas present for me so I was very happy!! Thank you so much and I hope you will have a good time with your family in Xmas day. I got a letter from Yukari-san’s family. Xmas card!! I was glad to get the letter and the letter was very cute!! Glitter!! How beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot! Please take care of us ha ha ha (^3^) ~*Chu!! (96)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8347748054130142988?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8347748054130142988/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8347748054130142988' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8347748054130142988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8347748054130142988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_387.html' title='Many thanks!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5qjwofIaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/pirHbnJHrH4/s72-c/2008122201100000-755409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-989122322679302262</id><published>2008-12-22T00:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:46:28.597+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Hurry Xmas   ha ha ha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5bK4ka4AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HaXr4V_zLAw/s1600-h/2008122200040000-715564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282259655494131714" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5bK4ka4AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HaXr4V_zLAw/s320/2008122200040000-715564.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is your schedule for Xmas? Do you have a plan to spend during Xmas vacation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I waked up at 11:30 then I ate buns and a pirozhki. They were very good so I was satisfied. By the way my sister is a student for preparing for an examination and we must spend quietly while she is studying. That is why I feel uncomfortable (&gt;_&lt;) I can not watch TV loudly and I must not do interrupt her. So I was bored. I decide to sleep again I thought that I wanted to take a nap. I slept for an hour then I waked up at 14:40. I had to make up and change my clothes because I had a part time job from 17:00. Before my working I and my mother went to a DVD rental shop and a discount store. The discount store had a lot of Xmas goods. I really want to buy but I had a little money. I found a special thing!! That was “Chanmery”. Do you know? It is champagne for children in short, it is juice ha ha ha. I bought this chanmery and I was glad to buy!! Childish!! Then I went to my workshop. My work is checker and rapping all breads and buns. It is very difficult for me to do everything. So I finished working at 21:30. My mother picked me up and we backed home. I was very hungry and I wanted to eat something. I ate fish, rice, soup in pork and vegetable and so on. I was full!! Next, I took a bath about one hour. I felt so good(^_^) (275)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-989122322679302262?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/989122322679302262/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=989122322679302262' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/989122322679302262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/989122322679302262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_22.html' title='Hurry Xmas   ha ha ha'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SU5bK4ka4AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/HaXr4V_zLAw/s72-c/2008122200040000-715564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6568115085106512207</id><published>2008-12-19T09:51:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:23:51.268+09:00</updated><title type='text'>yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-224504939f04399d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D224504939f04399d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331230732%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61238BD67F78FAE3CB8EA49868AD55F90671ED11.44CFCA4FDF827B977CFF477D8EC437BCC5D136F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D224504939f04399d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSXz2ZxVZQIgrrUhlZt8xC388EOc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D224504939f04399d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331230732%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D61238BD67F78FAE3CB8EA49868AD55F90671ED11.44CFCA4FDF827B977CFF477D8EC437BCC5D136F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D224504939f04399d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSXz2ZxVZQIgrrUhlZt8xC388EOc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I went to a down town to eat a dinner with my friend. I ate a noodle but this dish was very hot and spicy. So I drank much water. Then we ate fried rice with various ingredients!! This chaofan quite filling and we were surprised to see it. When we finished eating, we were full and we could not eat any more. But we wanted to have desserts. My friend made an additional order “one mango pudding, one ice cream of oolong tea and two apricot- kernel puddings please.” I was very surprised to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that we could not eat. However we could eat all deserts. （１１０）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6568115085106512207?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6568115085106512207/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6568115085106512207' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6568115085106512207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6568115085106512207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008121718173gp_19.html' title='yummy'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-9060654203700322212</id><published>2008-12-19T01:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T01:14:44.256+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-9  stories of unicorns</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUp2keWkZJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fU2H6MzxF9U/s1600-h/2008121901120000-785333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281163882040419474" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUp2keWkZJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fU2H6MzxF9U/s320/2008121901120000-785333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “stories of unicorns”. Do you believe a unicorn? I don’t think that there are unicorn in the earth. But unicorn’s image is very romantic and dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;I like “Ellie and The unicorn” in this book. The king was very arrogance person and he was a greedy king. Ellie was a housemaid. She got along with a unicorn because she was very kind and gentle. The unicorn was too shy so he could not appear in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;The unicorn was caught by this king but Ellie was so clever and she had a nice idea. She made a big noise in a kitchen in the dead of night. Many retainers went to the kitchen to look while the king was very surprised to hear the noise and he was frightened. During this time, Ellie ran away with the unicorn and she wanted to set this unicorn free. This was very good story. (155)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-9060654203700322212?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/9060654203700322212/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=9060654203700322212' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9060654203700322212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9060654203700322212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_6633.html' title='Book Review 2-9  stories of unicorns'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUp2keWkZJI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/fU2H6MzxF9U/s72-c/2008121901120000-785333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2869786958896198484</id><published>2008-12-19T00:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:26:32.533+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>hot plate       Ooh, how nice!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUpnklzFz2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/TMBQ1EuoR1s/s1600-h/2008121820580000-745925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281147391364681570" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUpnklzFz2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/TMBQ1EuoR1s/s320/2008121820580000-745925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to my teacher’s house to learn how to do the manner of tea ceremony with my friend. We made powdered tea and drunk. Powdered green tea was very delicious and bitter. My teacher held a mini party so that was the last lesson of this year. She prepared dinner, we sat around a table. Sheaths of gyoza with ingredients were baked on a hot plate. It took about 5 minutes and we could eat. They were very good and scalding dishes. We had a very good time there. (90)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2869786958896198484?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2869786958896198484/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2869786958896198484' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2869786958896198484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2869786958896198484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_19.html' title='hot plate       Ooh, how nice!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUpnklzFz2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/TMBQ1EuoR1s/s72-c/2008121820580000-745925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2656697824514481795</id><published>2008-12-12T01:15:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:48:09.124+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Miliyah</title><content type='html'>I like this song!! Miliyah-chan is very cute but she has a powerful voice.  She is very popular among young girls.  I like her recently because my friend recommends!! My friend really love her. Miliyah-chan's song have a lot of good words so many young girls sympathize. "19 memories" is the best song for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KnQy7a8f5JU&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KnQy7a8f5JU&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2656697824514481795?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2656697824514481795/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2656697824514481795' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2656697824514481795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2656697824514481795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/miliyah.html' title='Miliyah'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5185176027760213738</id><published>2008-12-12T00:54:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:15:25.797+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>my books</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUE3m54beBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a--scud8724/s1600-h/2008121200530000-743042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278561379766990866" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUE3m54beBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a--scud8724/s320/2008121200530000-743042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my favorite books about Gackt! He is very cool!&lt;br /&gt;Photograph Collection&lt;br /&gt;I often watch this photograph collection because these pictures make me happy. Do you know that Gackt is a great actor? He took part in a saga by NHK and he tried to act samurai. He was very cool and a gallant samurai.&lt;br /&gt;Music Magazine&lt;br /&gt;He is a great singer so there are a lot of photos and articles in a magazine. When I was a junior high school student, I bought a music magazine. It was my first time to buy a music magazine so I was very excited and very glad to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Novels&lt;br /&gt;He wrote a story which was “MOON CHILD”. There were 4 boys and one girl in China and they had many troubles. Then they became to be adult. This was a tragic story so I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gackt has a new single!! Jesus!! How cool!!  (154)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5185176027760213738?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5185176027760213738/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5185176027760213738' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5185176027760213738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5185176027760213738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_12.html' title='my books'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SUE3m54beBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/a--scud8724/s72-c/2008121200530000-743042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-538250250726864933</id><published>2008-12-04T01:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T01:04:06.356+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-8</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/STatvDjHGYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F4Sjd-USaPI/s1600-h/2008120400220000-788500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275595037429143938" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/STatvDjHGYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F4Sjd-USaPI/s320/2008120400220000-788500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “The Emperor’s New Clothes”. This story is very famous and I have read before.&lt;br /&gt;The emperor was interested in clothes and he really like clothes. His Boris didn’t know what to do with the Emperor. The Emperor wanted to get new clothes so his Boris looked for clothes maker and Slimus and Slick appeared. They made a transparent dress. Clever person could see this dress so everyone said “I could see. Amazing and wonderful dress!!”&lt;br /&gt;The emperor was a vain person and his Boris was not honesty so they made a fool. It was a very interesting story. There was an innocent boy then the boy said the truth.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, can people make a transparent dress? If I get the dress, I never put on ha-ha-ha. (130)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-538250250726864933?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/538250250726864933/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=538250250726864933' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/538250250726864933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/538250250726864933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='Book Review 2-8'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/STatvDjHGYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F4Sjd-USaPI/s72-c/2008120400220000-788500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2450237046505084154</id><published>2008-11-28T10:07:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:15:02.947+09:00</updated><title type='text'>He is a colonel!!</title><content type='html'>Musuka is a bad man!! Please watch this movie and write a comment!! By the way do you know him? He was seeking the flying stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uuGBZC51uU8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uuGBZC51uU8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2450237046505084154?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2450237046505084154/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2450237046505084154' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2450237046505084154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2450237046505084154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-is-colonel.html' title='He is a colonel!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7854712835072905258</id><published>2008-11-28T01:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T01:32:46.282+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>HEY</title><content type='html'>I will go to Gackt’s live with my mother. I really want to go his live and enjoy!! &lt;br /&gt;When I was a junior high school student, I found a video. This is Gackt’s live video name is “Requiem et Reminiscence”. This is 5000 yen!! I was young so I had no money. I spent what little money I had. So this video is my favorite item. &lt;br /&gt;This video has 15 songs and short movie. &lt;br /&gt;I love all songs. I introduce my favorite songs. &lt;br /&gt;NINE SPIRAL, Maria, uncontroll, U+K, Papa lapped a pap lopped, kimi no tameni dekiru koto    these are special song for me. &lt;br /&gt;He was in military uniform!! How cool!! I like a military uniform but nobody agree this feeling. Military uniforms make an aesthetic world. I don’t know why I like such as uniform. By the way I hate war and I hope peace!!&lt;br /&gt;Gackt is my ideal person. I am given to wild fancies ha-ha-ha. I am looking forward visiting to his live. (166)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cMtMz1k0iA8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cMtMz1k0iA8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7854712835072905258?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7854712835072905258/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7854712835072905258' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7854712835072905258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7854712835072905258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey.html' title='HEY'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2823366611172782281</id><published>2008-11-21T10:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:20:04.188+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><title type='text'>Christmas song</title><content type='html'>Haru-chan likes Christmas songs so she enjoys listening to music. Haru-chan is good at playing the guitar and I want to play the guitar with singing a song for me. Does haru-chan have a plan for Christmas? Hey!! Haru-chan, can I spend a time with you on Christmas day? &lt;br /&gt;Haru-chan likes to watch TV and take a nap in an electric kotatsu. Then she must eat mikans with her family. (70) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/klzbDEKy1Yw&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/klzbDEKy1Yw&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2823366611172782281?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2823366611172782281/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2823366611172782281' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2823366611172782281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2823366611172782281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/christmas-song.html' title='Christmas song'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-354555173520534697</id><published>2008-11-21T00:52:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:54:40.377+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>Winter has come so I talk about my favorite winter songs.&lt;br /&gt;Sobaniirune    Aoyama Thelma feat.SoulJa&lt;br /&gt;This song is very nice and is very popular for among young people. She sings about love of a long distance for couple. Most girls have a lot of troubles and they are very lonely. But they can not tell without objecting. I really understand these feels so I love this song.&lt;br /&gt;Winter Again   GLAY&lt;br /&gt;This song is a warm song. If a boy sings this song for me, I might fall in love ha-ha-ha. When I was exhausted both in mind and body, I wanted to listen to this song.&lt;br /&gt;December Love   Gackt&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I recommend December Love. This song has straightforward words. For example, “I love you.” “You are very important person.” Please watch pv, if you want. You must be surprised so you remember the accident. Even now I can not think of it without a shudder.&lt;br /&gt;Ai no uta    Kouda Kumi&lt;br /&gt;She is very very cute and sexy. She is the leader among girls and she makes girls happy. This song is a ballade. She usually sings up tempo songs with dancing. But she sand this song in a quiet mood and graceful mood.  (204)&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CPv57PKFNYY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CPv57PKFNYY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-354555173520534697?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/354555173520534697/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=354555173520534697' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/354555173520534697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/354555173520534697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5793940105842896405</id><published>2008-11-20T01:31:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:32:41.436+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SSQ_fOf3XrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D3JMOBQRT4E/s1600-h/2008112001310000-715776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270407269630566066" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SSQ_fOf3XrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D3JMOBQRT4E/s320/2008112001310000-715776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “Tales of Amanda Pig”. I like Amanda recently, so I chose this book. Amanda is pretty. I like “Sleeping Time” story. It was time to go to bed but Amanda was not sleepy. However Mother was very sleepy. So Amanda changed Mother and Mother changed a little girl. So Amanda said “Would you want to listen to a story?” Mother said “Yes!” Amanda told a very shot story for Mother then Amanda said “Do you like song?” Mother said “Yes” So Amanda sang a lullaby. Just then Mother slept in Amanda’s bed. The room was very quiet so Amanda waked Mother up and said “You were a mother. I was a little girl.” Then Amanda fall asleep. Amanda was a cute so I like her. (127)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5793940105842896405?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5793940105842896405/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5793940105842896405' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5793940105842896405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5793940105842896405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_20.html' title='Book Review 2-7'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SSQ_fOf3XrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/D3JMOBQRT4E/s72-c/2008112001310000-715776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5210737231934325749</id><published>2008-11-20T00:58:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:09:41.978+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Jesus</title><content type='html'>This song is Gackt’s new single. Jesus means God. Gackt sang in a harsh tone and this song is noisy. But this song very good!! Amazing. I really like the song. Please listen carefully. You must be fascinated by the scenic beauty of the words. 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Amanda was a little pig so she was afraid of a monster. When she fell asleep, she was frightened. So her mother, her father and Oliver who was a brother checked Amanda’s room. They confirm that there was no monster. But Amanda was timid and called her family or went out her room. One day, her mother said “You were a big girl, you were almost grown up.” Her mother’s words encouraged Amanda. The night, she felt that an atmosphere of a monster. She was surprised. She told herself she was a big and grown up and she became to have brave. So she looked over her room and there was no monster. Then she went to bed. This story was very cute. I really understood Oliver’s feeling. I am easily frightened so I can’t sleep in a dark room. I’m 20 years old ha-ha-ha. (154)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8929710864065089807?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8929710864065089807/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8929710864065089807' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8929710864065089807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8929710864065089807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_17.html' title='Book Review 2-6'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SSA5YwUUjyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/jnPeBvv-EbE/s72-c/2008111700160000-711295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7932761864159108351</id><published>2008-11-16T10:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:35:32.712+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SR94ryfhrbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_B3WHc3Ny5I/s1600-h/2008111610340000-779164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269062782730481074" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SR94ryfhrbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_B3WHc3Ny5I/s320/2008111610340000-779164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read “Three by the sea”. It was very nice and so interesting. I don’t know that Lolly was a girl. I thought that Lolly was a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Lolly’s story was boring story. So Sam and Spider were staring another story. I like Sam’s story. There were a rat and cat. The rat wanted to buy a cat, but an owner asked the rat “Are you sure you want a cat?” Of course everyone was surprised. Then the rat bought the cat. The rat got along with this cat. The cat was very hungry and wanted to something to eat. But the cat didn’t say what the cat wanted to eat. I thought that the cat eat this the rat. Then they went to a beach. To tell the truth, the cat wanted to eat cheese ha-ha-ha. I really like this story. (142) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7932761864159108351?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7932761864159108351/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7932761864159108351' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7932761864159108351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7932761864159108351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_16.html' title='Book Review 2-5'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SR94ryfhrbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_B3WHc3Ny5I/s72-c/2008111610340000-779164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-227729110065010000</id><published>2008-11-14T00:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:56:47.993+09:00</updated><title type='text'>cool boys</title><content type='html'>I really want to buy this DVD!!! He wears a blazer!! How cool!! They are handsome boys and they can play musical instruments. You-san is very cool so I love him. You-san was born in February and he has type A blood. He can play the guitar and violin. He likes to take pictures so he has an expensive camera. You-san is getting along with Gackt. Gackt selfish boy but You-san stood by him. You-san likes sweets, unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tired…(&gt;_&lt;) whew (83) (5290)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e9O0_p5llUA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-227729110065010000?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/227729110065010000/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=227729110065010000' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/227729110065010000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/227729110065010000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/cool-boys.html' title='cool boys'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-648842076927784263</id><published>2008-11-14T00:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:06:06.424+09:00</updated><title type='text'>popular person</title><content type='html'>They are my favorite comedians and name is Audrey. Do you know them? They are very funny so I like them. The man who is standing a right side is Kasuga.He is a thrifty man. I introduce about his saving. He lives in an apartment without a bath. So he washed his body by wet wipes for baby. His white shirt is experienced. He wears this shirt from high school student. Woo! I think that he is a hard worker. 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We went to NZ to study English and culture. And we enjoyed shopping. When we went to Sky tower, I and Mika found this sheep!! How cute! I was in love this sheep, maybe price was reasonable. So we decided to buy and we filled this sheep with candy. This sheep tickled a girl’s mind. Then I backed to Japan, I hung out this sheep in my room. (79)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2582290891040174799?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2582290891040174799/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2582290891040174799' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2582290891040174799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2582290891040174799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008111301283gp.html' title='sheep'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-9035030046780308638</id><published>2008-11-13T00:05:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:40:20.479+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WEI'/><title type='text'>wei</title><content type='html'>1 I write renew a blog in my house. I wrote twice a week or more.&lt;br /&gt;2 I could become to write long sentences and typing was faster.&lt;br /&gt;3 Movie reviews are very difficult for me but watching movie is so interesting and I can learn many things. I watched movies in my house by myself.&lt;br /&gt;4 In the class, I want to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;5 Please practice typing and used to using computer. (74) (5155)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-9035030046780308638?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/9035030046780308638/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=9035030046780308638' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9035030046780308638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9035030046780308638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/wei.html' title='wei'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8396239985139169591</id><published>2008-11-10T01:29:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:39:44.415+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>This group is An Café. They are all boys but very cute and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;This song is “Smile ichiban ii onna” This song is very nice so I recommend listening. Many girls are worried about boys or school life. Then girls often forget an important thing. It is “Smile is the best for girls”&lt;br /&gt;So I introduce my mottos.&lt;br /&gt;I keep having rock sprit: If I am timid, rock makes me happy and encourage me. I really love rock music. It seems destruction but rock creates new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy a girl’s life: I’m a girl so I want to enjoy my life as a girl. For example, wearing skirts, to makeup and so on. These are special privilege of girls.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good cry: If I am lonely or sadly, I shed. Girls have many troubles. It is not bad to cry and weep. Then I can smile next day.&lt;br /&gt;Happy-go-lucky: Everyone lives in a noisy society so I am very tired. It is very important to idle your time away. (171)  (5081)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e1sVI-qG2xE&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8396239985139169591?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8396239985139169591/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8396239985139169591' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8396239985139169591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8396239985139169591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/smile.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8852399325300636498</id><published>2008-11-07T09:32:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:39:03.844+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='essay'/><title type='text'>Romeo    in the class</title><content type='html'>This movie is a romantic story so I love this movie. Romio was very cool but a rash boy. Juliet was so cute and a strong -willed person. (28)  (4910)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8852399325300636498?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8852399325300636498/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8852399325300636498' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8852399325300636498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8852399325300636498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-movie-is-romantic-story-so-i-love.html' title='Romeo    in the class'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2110715801075670155</id><published>2008-11-06T23:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:34:17.473+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Yes we can!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 20th birthday. Happy birthday!! I want to buy a cigarette at a convenience store. I can not smoke but I’m an adult ha-ha-ha. (26) (4882)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2110715801075670155?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2110715801075670155/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2110715801075670155' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2110715801075670155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2110715801075670155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes we can!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5988641748894709341</id><published>2008-11-04T22:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:45:09.530+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Mizerable</title><content type='html'>I like listening to music and I love Gackt. So I recommended this song. This song is first song of Gackt. He belonged to Malice Mizer but he withdrew from the group then he started to active solo.  (38) (4856)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlpM15ByRR4&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MlpM15ByRR4&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5988641748894709341?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5988641748894709341/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5988641748894709341' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5988641748894709341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5988641748894709341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/mizerable.html' title='Mizerable'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-4637696390021215053</id><published>2008-11-04T21:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:58:12.654+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kumaaaa'/><title type='text'>uma uma</title><content type='html'>How cute! Nobody hates this character. I love “Rirakkuma” so they are very pretty and they care my hart. He is dancing to pop song. Do you know this song? This song is very popular among young people who like Akihabara.&lt;br /&gt;My cellophane’s screen is this character. I collect badges that have very cute print.&lt;br /&gt;(55) (4818) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_ccDUh36UY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d_ccDUh36UY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-4637696390021215053?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4637696390021215053/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=4637696390021215053' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4637696390021215053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4637696390021215053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/uma-uma.html' title='uma uma'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-4261159380384854173</id><published>2008-11-04T01:08:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:13:37.129+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review 2-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQ8iFllyFyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KNOUiN4kegg/s1600-h/2008110401080000-734190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264463968804673314" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQ8iFllyFyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KNOUiN4kegg/s320/2008110401080000-734190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read THREE UP A TREE. This cover is very cute. A boy who wears a border shirt is Sam. Spider put a green shorts, he is a hard worker. A sharpy boy is Lolly, he wear nice glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Lolly’s story is good: A cute doll and a chicken walked in a forest then they got them way. So they were very afraid oh everything. And a monster was at a corner and spoke to.  The doll and the chicken were very surprised and they ran away. They climbed a tree. Woo!! The monster was near the tree and he stared to climb. They were in a terrible pinch!! At last the monster finished climbing. The story ends with an unexpected humorous twist. The monster wants she ties monster’s shoes ha-ha-ha. This story is very nice and sweet, so Spider and Sam said so-so.&lt;br /&gt;Spider’s story is awesome: A chicken took a bus but this bus went to a foxy’s town. So the chicken had mistakes. That’s too bad. Fox likes chicken so his life was in danger. When the chicken waited a bus, a fox that could not see very well come. No (&gt;_&lt;) the chicken concealed his face by wearing his hat. The fox sit next to the chicken. The fox thought this was a fox and this fox had a chicken. So the fox stole chicken’s bag and the bad had no chickens but chicken’s favorite food yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Sam’s story is great: Sam is clever, I thought. A monster waked up and he wanted to eat a lot of ice cream. So he went to a town and he stood a corner. Then a fox was coming and so the monster “Excuse me.” But the fox was astonished and ran away. The fox forgot many things-a hat, glasses, and a scarf. The monster wore these things. Just then A doll and a chicken walked. The monster said “Hello. Please tell me where an ice cream shop is?” The chicken said “Yes!! So, can we ride on your wagon?” So they went to an ice cream shop. The chicken said “Please just monuments. We bought many ice creams in this shop.OK?” To tell the truth, this is a bank so the chicken and the doll were bank robbery. But the monster didn’t know about them. Then the chicken and the doll came back and they said “Hey you! Ice creams will melt so please run.” So the monster shot past. They arrived at a tree. And they opened a bag. The monster was surprised. “No, you must return money.” He was very angry so the chicken and the doll escaped. The monster returned money and he got a reward. The monster got a lot of ice creams. The story is wonderful. I like this story because a chicken and a doll were bad person and a monster is good person. It is very interesting. (486) (4763)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-4261159380384854173?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4261159380384854173/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=4261159380384854173' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4261159380384854173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4261159380384854173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Book Review 2-4'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQ8iFllyFyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KNOUiN4kegg/s72-c/2008110401080000-734190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3069173282302277864</id><published>2008-11-03T23:26:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:26:55.041+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>School Festival</title><content type='html'>I went to the school festival the day before yesterday. I watched concerts and an outdoor concert with my friends. I love music so I really enjoyed. My boyfriend belongs to a music circle, he likes playing the guitar. I ate kudzu starch cakes which were made by tea ceremony club. These are very delicious. (55) (4277)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3069173282302277864?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3069173282302277864/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3069173282302277864' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3069173282302277864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3069173282302277864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/11/school-festival.html' title='School Festival'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1040555284159451522</id><published>2008-10-29T00:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:26:37.319+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>Europe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQcuh35EL3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZaxVs0wn1nw/s1600-h/2008102900230000-731923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262225849079574386" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQcuh35EL3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZaxVs0wn1nw/s320/2008102900230000-731923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to go to many countries.&lt;br /&gt;United Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;I want to visit Tower of London. When I watched picture of this tower, I felt awed and I was surprised. Souseki Nastume went there and he wrote “London Tower”. I read this book then I became more and more interested in Tower of London. Of course I would like to go Westminster Palace, Westminster Abbey and Saint Margaret’s Church. It was very solemn building and Gothic building.&lt;br /&gt;France&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Marie Antoinette? I love her so I hope to go the Versailles Palace. I think that there are a lot of roses in the garden and many people enjoy watching flowers. I really want to visit Mont-Saint-Michel and it’s Bay. This church is wonderful because the church is riding on the see. Amazing!! Victor Marie Hugo who was a great writer called the church “Pyramid on the sea. I recommend eating an omelet in the church and I will enjoy shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Italy&lt;br /&gt;My favorite country is Italy so I interested in ancient ruins. The remains of ancient Rome make me exciting. I’d like to visit Colosseo, Terme di Caracalla, and Pantheon and so on. I have DVD about Italy so I enjoy watching this movie. And I hope to eat many dishes and foods. If I drew a prize, I will travel all over Italy. (226) (4222)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1040555284159451522?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1040555284159451522/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1040555284159451522' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1040555284159451522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1040555284159451522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_29.html' title='Europe'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQcuh35EL3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/ZaxVs0wn1nw/s72-c/2008102900230000-731923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8857544638269173511</id><published>2008-10-24T10:04:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:18:22.351+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><title type='text'>my neighbor O san</title><content type='html'>O has a younger brother who goes to a high school. O gets along with her brother but O is afraid of him. So he always hit her then O fights with him. He will go to a university next year. He has two part time jobs. He works at a noodle shop and a takoyaki shop. (57) (3996)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8857544638269173511?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8857544638269173511/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8857544638269173511' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8857544638269173511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8857544638269173511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-neighbor-o-san.html' title='my neighbor O san'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7552477660233843237</id><published>2008-10-24T01:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:45:12.496+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review2-3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQCpomQg62I/AAAAAAAAAEA/oS6y9k_xUIM/s1600-h/2008102401420000-794013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260390879698414434" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQCpomQg62I/AAAAAAAAAEA/oS6y9k_xUIM/s320/2008102401420000-794013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read SMALL PIG. When I was an elementary school, I read this book and draw a picture.&lt;br /&gt;The small pig likes to eat and sleep. The small pig loves a soft mud so the small pig enjoys sinking down. The owner love the small pig and they are very kind and the small pig loves them very much. One day, the farmer’s wife stars to clean them house. Then she wants to clean the small pig’s pen. She cleans the small pig’s house and she washes the small pig. The pig is wore a blue ribbon by her so the small pig is very cute and beautiful. But the small pig misses the mud, the small pig is so angry and the pig decides to go out the house. The pig goes to anywhere. The pig trudges along for little then the pig finds a swamp. The pig is really happy and sits down. The pig feels so good. But the pig can not sleep because there are many animals. They interrupt the pig’s sleep. The pig starts to walk to find good places. The pig finds junk yard with a lot of garbage. The pig has a good time there but the pig feels somehow dissatisfied. And the pig goes to the downtown then the pig finds a nice mud. The pig is glad to find and the pig dive into this mud. The pig is very happy but the pig can not move. Why? This mud is cement. A few people come to see this situation. At last many people stop and watch the small pig. The farmer and his wife come along just then. They are very surprised and they want to help the pig. Finally the pig is rescued. Then they come back the house and there is a big mud.&lt;br /&gt;This story is very cute. How pretty!! (313) (3939)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7552477660233843237?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7552477660233843237/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7552477660233843237' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7552477660233843237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7552477660233843237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_24.html' title='Book Review2-3'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SQCpomQg62I/AAAAAAAAAEA/oS6y9k_xUIM/s72-c/2008102401420000-794013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3223063143981159053</id><published>2008-10-23T01:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:56:39.857+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>☆☆☆☆☆</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Mao!! Today is Mao’s birthday. How old is he? I don’t know but he is really great. (19) (3626)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3223063143981159053?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3223063143981159053/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3223063143981159053' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3223063143981159053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3223063143981159053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_4733.html' title='☆☆☆☆☆'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1485117081912924943</id><published>2008-10-23T01:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:40:28.349+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>Febulous!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SP9O7cQPNsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1_oTN1Q2GkQ/s1600-h/2008102220270000-729524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260009672895575746" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SP9O7cQPNsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1_oTN1Q2GkQ/s320/2008102220270000-729524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We held sukiyaki party at my boyfriend’s house. Anna, her boyfriend, my boyfriend and I gathered in my boyfriend’s house. Then we went to Hi HIROSE to buy ingredients. We had to buy a lot of things. We chose meals, vegetables and drinks. Anna’s boyfriend is good at cooking so he decided to buy everything. I thought he was very great boy. 3 others were not help at all, the way we just ran around getting in the way all the times. Anna’s boyfriend said “Was I your father? I wanted to fix GPS to you!” Wow!! We got back home by on foot. And we arrived at the house then we stared to cook but 3 others could not cook, Anna’s boyfriend cooked just one. I was gazing at he was cooking. At last, dinner was ready. We can eat sukiyaki. It was really good and wonderful. We had a good time there. I want to held this party with my friends. (163) (3607)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1485117081912924943?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1485117081912924943/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1485117081912924943' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1485117081912924943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1485117081912924943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_23.html' title='Febulous!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SP9O7cQPNsI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1_oTN1Q2GkQ/s72-c/2008102220270000-729524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-162951884148639250</id><published>2008-10-17T10:14:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T01:38:07.977+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><title type='text'>O has a cold in the head.</title><content type='html'>O is very sad because she catches a cold. That's too bad. She wants to go back home then she want to lie in her bed. She lives in Ezu. She goes to school by a bicycle. It takes 20 minutes to go the university.She likes to take a hot spring so she often goes to Batten no Yu. “Taking a hot spring is very nice and I feel so good," O said.  (74) (3444)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-162951884148639250?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/162951884148639250/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=162951884148639250' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/162951884148639250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/162951884148639250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-has-cold-in-head.html' title='O has a cold in the head.'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2558506732006830301</id><published>2008-10-16T23:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:19:28.051+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>h.NAOTO</title><content type='html'>Do you know this brand? This brand’s name is h.NAOTO. These clothe are designed by Naoto Hirooka. He graduated from Bunka Fukusou gakuin. Then he is a designer. He is world famous. His dress are very unique and novelty. Theme of 2008 Autumn and Winter Collection is amniotic fluid. I can not understand this means. Please watch models. Their makeup was amazing. Around eye were black. They were expressionless face. No smiling made me fearful and I felt mysterious atmosphere. He designs cloths decorating scheme based on black. They are very cool, hard, elegant, fashionable, beautiful and cute. They are refined. I don’t know how to express this brand. He often goes out to a street and he watches fashions of girls. Then he gets a lot of information and get inspiration from girls. He is very good.  (138) (3370)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NEA4epYUtL8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NEA4epYUtL8&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2558506732006830301?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2558506732006830301/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2558506732006830301' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2558506732006830301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2558506732006830301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/hnaoto.html' title='h.NAOTO'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5833327534937040373</id><published>2008-10-16T22:51:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:16:54.559+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>the latest vogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SPdG7W0i73I/AAAAAAAAADw/MTUdkaaPqLA/s1600-h/2008101622490000-701630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257749075530542962" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SPdG7W0i73I/AAAAAAAAADw/MTUdkaaPqLA/s320/2008101622490000-701630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are stuffed toy bears. One bear is a snowman. The other one wear a lion costume. How cute!! I always sleep with them and they have names. But I’d rather not say. My friend gave me so I was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite comic. I love this story very much. Sebastian who is a butler is so clever and cool. As a butler he is perfect!! (69) (3232) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5833327534937040373?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5833327534937040373/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5833327534937040373' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5833327534937040373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5833327534937040373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_16.html' title='the latest vogue'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SPdG7W0i73I/AAAAAAAAADw/MTUdkaaPqLA/s72-c/2008101622490000-701630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-831778456682861349</id><published>2008-10-10T09:30:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T00:48:54.361+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched Shrek with English subtitles. But I heard Japanese. So a voice artist is Mr. Hamada and Norika Fujiwara. They were very nice.&lt;br /&gt;I didi not watch Special Features. I want to watch this special movie at my house. (40) (3163)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-831778456682861349?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/831778456682861349/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=831778456682861349' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/831778456682861349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/831778456682861349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-watched-shrek-with-english-subtitles.html' title=''/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-4944383487260787888</id><published>2008-10-10T09:06:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:23:18.246+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><title type='text'>Miss O!!</title><content type='html'>My friend gave me photos. It was taken by Miss O in New Zealand. She was good at taking pictures and she always took pictures. She used theses pictures for her research. When she took a picture, I often was there.She likes deep fried shrimp. She ate this dish yesterday. So she is very happy now. She keeps early hours. She went to bet at 10 o'clock. Woo!! Wonderful!! I can not get up early, so I respect her very much. I follow her example.She has a part time job at Seven Eleven. Her job is very hard for her. But she wants to buy an acoustic guitar. So she can not resign this job. I cheer up Miss O.　(122) (3123)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-4944383487260787888?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4944383487260787888/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=4944383487260787888' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4944383487260787888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4944383487260787888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/miss-o.html' title='Miss O!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-608509837585173184</id><published>2008-10-10T00:30:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:57:33.446+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><title type='text'>SID</title><content type='html'>Please look this movie!! (4) (3001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRLeLdyA0K4&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iRLeLdyA0K4&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-608509837585173184?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/608509837585173184/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=608509837585173184' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/608509837585173184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/608509837585173184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/sid.html' title='SID'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2755469068946886021</id><published>2008-10-09T23:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:21:39.810+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review2-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SO4T1-jf-7I/AAAAAAAAADo/nXuk8OyrUK0/s1600-h/2008100923220000-799019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255159633233836978" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SO4T1-jf-7I/AAAAAAAAADo/nXuk8OyrUK0/s320/2008100923220000-799019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Snow White and Seven Dwarfs. There was a young Queen in a country. She wanted to have a child. She wanted to be baby with white skin, red lips and black-haired. Her dream came true. The King was very happy but the young Queen died in childbirth. So he was very sad and he thought that the baby needed to be a new mother. Then he married again. The new mother is very ill natured and spiteful. And she always asks to the magical mirror. “Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?” The magical mirror said to her “Of course you!! You are very beautiful and great.” Then she feels so good. But one day, she asked the mirror same question. The mirror answered “Snow White is very beautiful and so cute.” The Queen was very angry to hear that. She called a hunter to come and ordered to kill Snow White. He could not defy. Next day he went to a forest with Snow white. “Where will we do?” Snow White asked. He answered “I must kill you. It is a command from the Queen.”  Snow White was very sad and started to cry. “Please help me and overlook.” The hunter allowed going and he brought a heart of pig to the castle. Snow White ran away. Then she found a little and cute house. She decided to enter the house. There were 7 chairs and small table. Of course chairs were very small. She was very hungry so she ate bread and drank milk from all of mugs. Then she felt sleepy and lay on her side.&lt;br /&gt;Seven Dwarfs worked. Then they came back their house. They noticed anyone was in the house. And they found a beautiful girl. They were very kind so they did not wake her. Next morning Snow White got up. She was very surprised and apologized. Then she talked about the Queen. They were really kind “You can stay here.” Snow White was very happy.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen was happy to hear Snow White was done. She asked the magical mirror “Who is the most beautiful woman?”  The mirror answered “Snow White.” She was very angry and she wanted to kill Snow White by her self. She thought of the way of killing. The Queen changed a dress. She became a salesman who had a lot of ribbons. Then she went to the house. Snow White opened the door and watched these ribbons. “How beautiful!” she said. The salesman pulled it tight. So Snow White fell flat on her back. 7 dwarfs were surprised to see the situation and they cut the ribbon. She waked up.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen came back the castle and asked the magical mirror. The mirror said “Snow White is still in forest.” She made a comb with poison. And she went to the house. When Snow White opened the door, the queen pierced the comb to Snow white’s hair. The she lost consciousness. Also 7 dwarfs rescued her.&lt;br /&gt;The Queen thought that Snow white dead and she asked the mirror. The mirror said “Snow White is in the forest.” The Queen was really angry and made a magic apple. The apple had a poison. The Queen went to the house and “please eat this apple. The apple is very delicious.”  Snow white ate the apple and she toppled over. 7dwarfs wanted to rescue but they didn’t how to do. Everyone thought that she dead. And they put her in a coffin made of glass. They were very sad and cried. The prince visited the house by chance and watched Snow White. “How beautiful she was!” he thought. He fall in love and he kissed Snow White. Then she waked up!! Everyone was surprise. Snow white got along with the prince. (634) (2997)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2755469068946886021?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2755469068946886021/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2755469068946886021' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2755469068946886021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2755469068946886021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_2732.html' title='Book Review2-2'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SO4T1-jf-7I/AAAAAAAAADo/nXuk8OyrUK0/s72-c/2008100923220000-799019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5555755500692039590</id><published>2008-10-09T22:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:58:01.945+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>My favorite songs of Sid</title><content type='html'>Do you know this song? Maybe most people don’t know this song. But I like this song very much. The song’s title is “monokuro no kiss”. The song is love song and pure story. Mao wrote the words. He has a great talent. And this song was selected opening song of “Kuro Shistuji” among many songs. It was really nice for them! Yap!! I love this PV and this PV creates an atmosphere. They are very cool and nice looking. Mao will be 30 years old. Do you believe it? How cute he is!! He was born in Fukuoka. So he can speak Hakata accent. I have feel close to him. And he likes curry and rice. Yay!! I hear unpleasant stories about Moa (&gt;-&lt;) “He had a plastic surgery.” Boo!! No problem. It is O.K for me. Because Moa is very cool NOW. That is true.&lt;br /&gt;I always listen to this song. Mousou Nikki. Yes the song is talking about a stoker. One girl loves one boy. But he doesn’t know about the girl. She calls at night so he can not sleep well. A weird story. When Sid sings this song at a concert, the concert grew livelier. Most people dance with choreography. The song makes growing up tense.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a impression about these songs, please comment! (221) (2363)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zRWsFWyb0E&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zRWsFWyb0E&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5555755500692039590?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5555755500692039590/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5555755500692039590' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5555755500692039590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5555755500692039590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_09.html' title='My favorite songs of Sid'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1907522156378268727</id><published>2008-10-08T23:55:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T23:57:45.798+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie review'/><title type='text'>movie review   Shrek</title><content type='html'>I like this movie very much, because there are many unique characters. I like Shrek in particular. He is an ogre. He is very ugly and stupid so everyone doesn’t like him. So Shrek avoid everyone. He enjoys his life. And he thinks that the life is best, I want to have no friends. He did not open his heart to everyone. One day he met Donkey. He spoke always and he was very noisy. So Shrek sent Donkey away as if irritated. But he did not hate Donkey. Shrek didn’t know how to get along with the friend. Shrek’s weak point was dealing with people. However he becomes to get feelings for Donkey, though the journey. And Shrek was in love with Fiona. Shrek and Fiona understood their feeling. But they were not gentle and obedient. I was impatient with Fiona and Shrek. They loved each other. They cannot tell the real things. I want to tell my felling clearly, but I always have patience and I can not say everything. If I want to say “I miss you.” I control my felling. So my personality is similar to Shrek’s one. Donkey spoke on behalf of Fiona. Then Shrek knew the real thing of Fiona. And Shrek went to a castle and Shrek said “I love you!” They live happily.&lt;br /&gt;Shrek sticks stubbornly to his idea. But he learns how to open his heart and confide truth. I can’t tell my feeling. I am afraid that the person hates me and feels troublesomely. But I know that it is important to tell every things and truth. I try to tell anything. And I want to find a good friend. (280) (2142)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1907522156378268727?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1907522156378268727/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1907522156378268727' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1907522156378268727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1907522156378268727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-this-movie-very-much-because.html' title='movie review   Shrek'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3222957437079873775</id><published>2008-10-06T01:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T01:31:26.773+09:00</updated><title type='text'>an ideal day for shopping</title><content type='html'>I went to my friend’s house yesterday. It was lovely sunny day and warm day. We watched TV and hung. I just hung about at friend’s house doing nothing. It was very nice for us. So we did nothing but we took a nap. Then we went to the downtown and ate a dinner at a pub. Dishes were good and delicious. We were full and we had enough. Next, we dropped into a game center. We enjoyed a crane game. It was amazing. There were a lot of drunken men and women on the rode. Some people were sleeping on the ground. One girl was crying and her friends stood around her. Why did she cry? I didn’t know. I had a good time with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with my mother. We wanted to look for a nice bad. I will go to a coming of age celebration so I will put on kimono. But I didn’t have a special bad. That was why we went to the department store. First, we dropped a bag shop. They were embroidered and dazzling. They were very cute. But I didn’t like these. Then we stopped another shop. I found a shimmer bag. The bag dazzled me and my mother. It was egg shaped. I loved it very much. The bag had a lot of beads. They were ornate. Then I got the bag!! Yay!! It was perfect for my image. I was very lucky. Next, we watched many shops. I love shopping very much. My mother bought a sweater. It was white and black buttons. The shoulder was check. “Wow it is great and it becomes you.” I said. I gave a really cute wear. How good!! I wanted to buy so I asked to buy the wear. I stick. (&gt;-&lt;) And we went to as exhibit of Kyoto. There were many shops. These shops prospered. We tried having tastes. We bought candy, yastuhashi, Japanese cakes and so on. They were very wonderful and scrumptious. We were satisfied and pleased. (341) (1862)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3222957437079873775?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3222957437079873775/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3222957437079873775' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3222957437079873775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3222957437079873775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/ideal-day-for-shopping.html' title='an ideal day for shopping'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1849254521759748623</id><published>2008-10-03T10:01:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:19:00.164+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn  friends'/><title type='text'>haruurara</title><content type='html'>My unique friend is Ms O. She is very cute and kind for me. But she is strange. I can not talk about something with her. Because she is very angry everyday. Its joke.&lt;br /&gt;She liked budgerigars in New Zealand. The bird can speak!! Wow!! So the bird watched Ms O everyday and told to him mother. How clever!! How do you feel about the story? He must be a spy of bird's world. Is he the leader of a gang? There is one more person who is involved in the story. The person came from China. Her name is Winne. (101) (1521)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1849254521759748623?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1849254521759748623/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1849254521759748623' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1849254521759748623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1849254521759748623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/haruurara.html' title='haruurara'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1445800170566801701</id><published>2008-10-03T01:10:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:57:12.883+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book review 2-1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SOTyb1FPbmI/AAAAAAAAADg/-SlmD6X9aJw/s1600-h/2008100301090000-723691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252589625340292706" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SOTyb1FPbmI/AAAAAAAAADg/-SlmD6X9aJw/s320/2008100301090000-723691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read Marie Antoinette. Of course everyone knows her. Do you think that she is an evil? Most people don’t like her. She was a wasteful person and she knew nothing of the real life. Yep I think so, too. But she was a poor girl.&lt;br /&gt;Her real name was Maria Antonia Josepha Johanna von Habsburg Lothringen. How ling!! She leaded a free and uninhibited life and got along with sisters. Her family loved each other. So, they enjoyed watching ballet and opera. A lot of musician came from all over Europe. Austrian royal family liked music and they looked forward to coming musician. One day a little boy arrived. His name was Mozart and he was 6 years old. Antoine and her sister stifled a giggle. They didn’t believe he was a great pianist. But Mozart played the piano very well so everyone was surprised. Antoine‘s sisters got married to the king or the prince in another countries. They were political marriages. Her mother, Maria Theresia was very clever. She worried about Austria. When Antoine passed everyday life, her mother paid a lot of attention for her. “You must sort your teeth. Your teeth are crooked” “You must set your hair very well.” Antoine didn’t understand why Maria Theresia said. Maria Theresia “You are a girl, so you must do elegantly and cute every often. She was disgusted mother’s sermon and roles. She knew that her engagement finally. She was very sad and worried about everything. And she was not good at speaking French and French manners. Then she studied about French very hard. When she was 14 years old, she got married to Louis in Versailles palace. It was very nice. The party was splendid and amazing. But she was not happy. Because her husband was very shy and her sisters in low were not good people. Her life at Versailles was rigid customary practices for her. Her life was opened. So everyone could watch her life. She was tired out. So she wanted to get rid of her stress. She had gone to the masked ball and dancing all night. Everyone was talking that she had an affair with the count. It was true? I don’t know but she must be lonely. When Antoine went to Paris with Louis, she attended to state affairs. But she did not know about the real poverty and misery. Incompatibility of hobbies was bad for them. However they were a married couple. So they became a nice couple. And she was blessed with children. France had financial difficulties. People who lived in Paris suffered their lives. Most people had no money and could not eat enough meals. “Everyone had no bread? I recommended eating cakes to people in Paris!!” It was very famous story about Antoine. The story was not true. But she didn’t know anxiety about a people. Finally, a revolution broke out. Antoine, Louis and children were caught by a revolutionary people. It was very sad for Antoine and her family. They planed to escape to another place. However they were shuttled in a prison. The judge sentenced Louis to death. He went to the guillotine. And Antoine went to the guillotine, too. The day a death sentence, she was tied fast with a rope. When she stepped on an executioner’s foot, she said “I was very sorry. I did not it. But my foot was clean.” It was her last word. She was very bad person? How do you think? Her gossip was exaggerated and concocted. Poor thing!! But she is loved by a man of today now. Why? Everyone is fascinated by her life, I think so. (610) (1420)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1445800170566801701?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1445800170566801701/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1445800170566801701' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1445800170566801701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1445800170566801701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Book review 2-1'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SOTyb1FPbmI/AAAAAAAAADg/-SlmD6X9aJw/s72-c/2008100301090000-723691.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3269861374847415990</id><published>2008-09-30T00:03:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:04:46.394+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>My favorite books</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SODuSNXfjkI/AAAAAAAAADY/j68JLOFqMRM/s1600-h/2008092923550000-716032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251459162107252290" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SODuSNXfjkI/AAAAAAAAADY/j68JLOFqMRM/s320/2008092923550000-716032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I read the book. It is “how to become a lover of a bandsman”. It was written by Kenji Ostuki who is a member of Kinniku Syoujyo Tai. So he is a bandsman. It is very easy for me to read. And the book is so fun. He teaches how to grasp instincts of men. For example, if you want to be popular with boys and get a lot of attention from boys, you should change how to speak. If you always answer in the negative for others, you need to change another pattern. You try to ask questions or to do over reaction. In short, you must use a lot of narration and you need to change your manner of speaking to suit the occasion. Then you might get a boyfriend, he said.&lt;br /&gt;If you have a chance having a date, you must be terribly distressed by “Which dresses should I put on?” He answered “You should put on sexy clothes.” When I read this sentence, I could not contain myself any longer and burst out laughing. Boys are composed of 3 constituent. They are Brat, Eroticism and Fool. Did you know? Boys act on instinct, he teaches.&lt;br /&gt;By the way Mr. Ostuki is called Oken. So I will type Oken after this.&lt;br /&gt;He instructs young people in life in this book. “When you grow up, you need faculties to sense light and power.” That word gives me a highly motivated.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a job. Moreover, I want to get a job which I am interested in. In other words, I want to enjoy my life with joyful job. You need “continuing” “talent” “luck”. You must continue anything and it is most important, he said. If you keep doing, you can get a shame talent. Oken!! He is very nice and awesome!! I respect Oken. Why does he know anything?&lt;br /&gt;The book is makes me happy and encourage me. I read the book very often. You want to read it? Run the book shop! (337) (810)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3269861374847415990?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3269861374847415990/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3269861374847415990' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3269861374847415990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3269861374847415990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_30.html' title='My favorite books'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SODuSNXfjkI/AAAAAAAAADY/j68JLOFqMRM/s72-c/2008092923550000-716032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-185425563275773424</id><published>2008-09-26T10:10:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:02:06.488+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='List'/><title type='text'>My favorite singers</title><content type='html'>I like "the ting tings" recently. They are very cool! Their songs are very nice and amazing.When I stayed in New Zealand, I enjoyed listen to music. I especially like this group. (33) (473)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-185425563275773424?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/185425563275773424/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=185425563275773424' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/185425563275773424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/185425563275773424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-favorite-singers.html' title='My favorite singers'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7951053684373170318</id><published>2008-09-26T09:50:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:59:52.706+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juppunn wa juubunn'/><title type='text'>☆movie☆</title><content type='html'>I will go to the movie with my friends next Sunday. I am looking forward to watching movie. But I don not remember name of this movie. My friend want to go to Hikarino Mori by her car. How nice idea is it!! She is good at driving. I cannot drive very well. So I think she is wonderful.I watched DVD last Wednesday. Do you know "kage ninata ni saku"? It was great!! I recommend it. This movie makes me happy and moved my hart. The story was written by Gekidan Hitori. He is a comedian. So I was surprised to hear that. He was a great writer. I enjoyed watching it. (113) (440)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-7951053684373170318?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7951053684373170318/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=7951053684373170318' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7951053684373170318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/7951053684373170318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie.html' title='☆movie☆'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5214763309546124569</id><published>2008-09-26T00:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:27:22.290+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don’t know about them very well, but this song is very cool! “That’s Not My Name”&lt;br /&gt;When I listened to this song, I love the song in no time. How cool! Amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy this album.&lt;br /&gt;What is she name? Her fashion is very good. Her fashion looks like rock fashion, but so cute and sexy. She has a good figure.&lt;br /&gt;I must diet. (67) (327)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F1M8zxyDFrQ&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5214763309546124569?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5214763309546124569/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5214763309546124569' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5214763309546124569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5214763309546124569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-know-about-them-very-well-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-6684985519587977034</id><published>2008-09-25T23:51:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:00:52.372+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>☆☆☆</title><content type='html'>How cute she is!! Her name is Miley Cyrus This is my favorite song. I have hared this song in New Zealand. When I watched Disney Channel, I knew this song. “Start All Over” is what? But I like the sound and this song is very positive image.&lt;br /&gt;Her songs make me happy and feel so good. I like “See You Again”. The words are sadly and painful. I feel girls’ power moreover.&lt;br /&gt;Please listen to her song!! (78) (260)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3Ps-K2iEZY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3Ps-K2iEZY&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-6684985519587977034?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6684985519587977034/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=6684985519587977034' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6684985519587977034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/6684985519587977034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='☆☆☆'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2009822596777565098</id><published>2008-09-14T14:32:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T14:55:42.192+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Scott　Murphy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This song is cherry. It is very famous song in Japan. Spitz sings the song and the song was a great hit.&lt;br /&gt;But this song is sung by Scott Murphy. He sings a lot of song which are covered. He is good at singing songs in Japanese. (47) (182)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EDZQvKNxs-I&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2009822596777565098?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2009822596777565098/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2009822596777565098' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2009822596777565098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2009822596777565098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/scottmurphy.html' title='Scott　Murphy'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2709628774633176202</id><published>2008-09-11T22:04:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:06:26.106+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sid'/><title type='text'>COOOOL</title><content type='html'>SID&lt;br /&gt;They are very cool. I love them very much.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I explain about SID. They are boys and visual band. The vocal is Mao, Yuya plays the drum, and Aki plays the bass guitar and Shinji is guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;I love Mao very much because he is so cool and cute. He can write the lyrics. He has unique ideas and he use difficult words. They are awesome. He is given to wild fancies sometimes. He is so nice!!&lt;br /&gt;Aki is very good-looking! Aki’s hair style is amazing. He has eyes with long slits at the outer corners and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji is funny boy. He seems to like a cat. Sweet. His brother respects Nagabuchi Tsuyoshi.&lt;br /&gt;Yuya is very unique and comical boy. He is always joking. He has good energy so he is fantastic. (135)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RzLNrUUehps&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2709628774633176202?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2709628774633176202/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2709628774633176202' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2709628774633176202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2709628774633176202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/09/cooool.html' title='COOOOL'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-9143146034086230228</id><published>2008-07-29T23:06:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:09:02.572+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am going to go New Zealand to study English and culture in August. I'm very lonly to leave my town. But I will enjoy the trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-9143146034086230228?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/9143146034086230228/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=9143146034086230228' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9143146034086230228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9143146034086230228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-going-to-go-new-zealand-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1715587500449168538</id><published>2008-07-25T00:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:04:42.830+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Amuro chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oPU9Sh_IvPc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amuro Namie is a famous singer in Japan. She is very cute and pretty. She is the girl of my dreams. I like her very much. She has a good figure. Among the young girls she is a fashion leader. The young girls respect her. Her songs are so nice. She often sings dance music. Her dance is very good and wonderful. I enjoy watching her dancing. (67) (10053)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1715587500449168538?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1715587500449168538/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1715587500449168538' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1715587500449168538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1715587500449168538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/amuro-chan.html' title='Amuro chan'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5391729012748610455</id><published>2008-07-23T15:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T15:37:46.263+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book Review1-14</title><content type='html'>Everyone knows this story. Girls like especially the book. Cinderella is most famous story, I think. Cinderella is very poor but she is very kind for everyone. Her stepmother and her stepsister are very spiteful. They do something spiteful to her.&lt;br /&gt;One day Dance party was held in the castle. Cinderella wanted to go with her stepmother and stepsister. But they did not allow Cinderella went to the dance party. So, she was very sad and unhappy. Then godmother felicity appeared suddenly. She was very surprised. Godmother felicity instructed Cinderella: bring a pumpkin, get mice and a rat. Cinderella followed her ideas. The pumpkin changed a beautiful and nice coach. Mice changed white horses. The rat changed a coachman. Cinderella was very happy. Godmother felicity said to her “You must come back midnight.”&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella went to the castle. The prince looked her. And they danced for a long time. At that time bell rang. Cinderella was hurry up and ran. The prince did not know the name. The prince looked over the beautiful girl. The only clue to her whereabouts was the glass slipper. A lot of retainer of the prince looked for the girl. A girl will fit the shoe is the beautiful girl. So, stepsister tied to put the shoe but they could not put this. Then Cinderella tried to put. She will fit the glass slipper. “To tell the true, I am a prince.” a retainer. “Can you marry me?” he asked. “Of cause!” she answered. They get along with for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;This story is very nice and wonderful. (264) (9986)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5391729012748610455?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5391729012748610455/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5391729012748610455' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5391729012748610455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5391729012748610455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-review1-14.html' title='Book Review1-14'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2451909166507031503</id><published>2008-07-21T00:44:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:58:14.653+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jponism</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you know this song? A lot of people know and remember this song. I like this song very much. But I don’t know EVANGELION. This animation is loved by many people in Akihabara. Why is this song loved by a lot of people? I don’t know. However this animation is Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;Japan becomes the center of public attention about animation. Japanese animations are very nice and very fantastic. “Sen to Chihiro no Kamikakusi” is very famous all over the world. I like to watch Jiburi works. I love “Tennkuu no Siro Laputa”. I watch it very often. It makes me happy and I enjoyed it. Please check it!!&lt;br /&gt;I will go to New Zealand to study English. I will research about Japanese animation in New Zealand. How many people know about Japanese animation? How do you think about this? I am going to leave Kumamoto soon. I am sad now. I have a lot of troubles. Aaaaaah……I will do my best. (163) (9722)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfPccpeB3rs&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfPccpeB3rs&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2451909166507031503?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2451909166507031503/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2451909166507031503' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2451909166507031503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2451909166507031503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/jponism.html' title='Jponism'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-8835122107170617213</id><published>2008-07-21T00:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:05:27.891+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sid'/><title type='text'>How nice!!</title><content type='html'>This song is very nice. I don’t know this group very much. But I love this song. It is s summer song and love song. So, this song gives me a feeling of summer. They are all boys. Do you believe? They are very cute and beautiful. I like visual band. How cute!!&lt;br /&gt;This song’s name is “Natu Koi”. It means summer love. When I listened to the song, I felt so good. Then I got the song in mobile phone. I listened to “Natu Koi” every day. I felt keenly how good this song is. I recommend this song for you. (102)(9559)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SwsUzbEHZzE&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-8835122107170617213?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/8835122107170617213/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=8835122107170617213' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8835122107170617213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/8835122107170617213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-nice.html' title='How nice!!'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-1283031831147292953</id><published>2008-07-19T01:05:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T01:39:28.453+09:00</updated><title type='text'>NICE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SIC_VNONbeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Nj3lrVKK2k/s1600-h/080719_010703-739943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224385938797194722" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SIC_VNONbeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Nj3lrVKK2k/s320/080719_010703-739943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to Kumamoto castle with Mika and Kana.&lt;br /&gt;The day, I had to go a dental clinic to treat my teeth. Then I took the bus and went to down town. We arranged to meet them in front of PARCO at 11:00. I managed to get on time. We went to the castle on foot. It was hot day, so we were very tired soon. We arrived at information box and we got a pamphlet written by English. It was easy to understand about Kumamoto castle. We climbed a slope. There is a castle at the top of the stone steps. We thought “It was hard for us.” We bought a drink. It was very delicious, so we were thirty. We took a lot of pictures. There was a sing of Kumamoto castle and we took it. A lot of tourist in the castle took pictures, too. Then we went to the inside about castle. We watched many exhibits. Theses were very wonderful and nice. I felt the history about Kumamoto. I thought they are very valuable things. We climbed a castle tower. I am a fear of he rights. The castle overlooks the town. But I can not look down. We left for Kumamoto museum to eat a lunch. I eat sandwich. I was so happy. It was very good. We talked about love, tests, New Zealand and study. We had a good time there. We had to go the university. Because we had to take make up classes. We were very sleepy. We bought present for my host family in New Zealand. I wish they will be happy and they will be enjoy it. I am looking forward to watching those smiles. (285) (9457)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-1283031831147292953?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/1283031831147292953/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=1283031831147292953' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1283031831147292953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/1283031831147292953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_19.html' title='NICE'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SIC_VNONbeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6Nj3lrVKK2k/s72-c/080719_010703-739943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3931299833788982440</id><published>2008-07-19T00:44:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:45:39.918+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Review'/><title type='text'>Book reviw1-14</title><content type='html'>I read “Elmo Says ACHOO!”&lt;br /&gt;I like Elmo very much. So, I have stuffed toys. My friend gave me these. Elmo is so cute and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Elmo has a special present to Oscar. What is that? Everyone doesn’t know. Elmo keeps sniffling. A lot of clothes are airing in the sum. “ACHOO!” Elmo sneezes. Then they fall in the ground. Bert is piling up many cans on the floor. Elmo passes by Bert. “ACHOO!” Elmo sneezes. All cans fall down. Bert is struck speechless with astonishment. Elmo walks the street. Then Elmo sees a man. He has his hair. His hair looks like a lion. “ACHOO!” Elmo sneezes. A barber cut down his hair with a single stroke of his pair of scissors. Then Elmo meets Oscar and gave it him. It is grass. Oscar says “ACHOO!” (137)(9172)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3931299833788982440?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3931299833788982440/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3931299833788982440' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3931299833788982440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3931299833788982440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/book-reviw.html' title='Book reviw1-14'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5049091564250052908</id><published>2008-07-16T01:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:49:14.677+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Movie</title><content type='html'>I like movie very much. My favorite story is love story. It is wonderful. I wish like things. I like watching TITANIC very much. They can not fall in love. It was very sad story. Many people love it.&lt;br /&gt;I love Moon Childe. Gackt played the role. His character was very interesting and fun. So, my mother likes it, too. Reentry, I watched the movie in my house or in my friend's house. I feel relaxing. I watched Gedo Sennki. I don't like it. Because it is very difficult for me to understand. (93) (9035)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5049091564250052908?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5049091564250052908/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5049091564250052908' title='1 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5049091564250052908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5049091564250052908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie.html' title='Movie'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-3276349276783409899</id><published>2008-07-16T01:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:38:22.317+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Summer vacation</title><content type='html'>I will visit to New Zealand to study English. I am very novice and very sad. I don't want to go there now. Because, I will be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;But I must enjoy this chance.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go the beach to swim with my friends. I can't swim very well. I am going to wear swim dress.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to go downtown to go shopping. I love it so much. I will have good time with my parents and friends. Shopping makes me happy. I want to stay in my house. Summer is too hot in Kumamoto. It is dangerous for me to stay for a long time out my house. I will stay home. (116) (8942)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-3276349276783409899?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3276349276783409899/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=3276349276783409899' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3276349276783409899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/3276349276783409899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-vacation.html' title='Summer vacation'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-5351589283452430200</id><published>2008-07-16T01:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:27:01.073+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Typing'/><title type='text'>Food and Eating</title><content type='html'>I I like sweets. I have a sweet tooth. I love cakes, especially. All girls like cakes, probably. And am fond of eating snacks very much. I can not stop between meals, so I     can not lose weight. My favorite snack is potato chips. They have a lot of flavors and tastes. People calls snacks "junk food". But I think snack is not junk. Because snack is makes me happy. (70) (8826)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-5351589283452430200?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5351589283452430200/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=5351589283452430200' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5351589283452430200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/5351589283452430200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/food-and-eating.html' title='Food and Eating'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-4791766013221724249</id><published>2008-07-11T09:31:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:13:21.807+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hosino kinnka</title><content type='html'>Do you know Hoshino kinnka? It is very sad and tragically story. Noriko Sakai is a heroine. She can't speak. She is hard of hearing. She lives in Hokkaido. Her name is Aya. Osawa Takao is a rule of doctor. His name is Syuichi. He is very kind to her. They love each other. In fact, he is a sun of famous doctor. So, he is a successor of big hospital. One day, he must go back to Tokyo. She is very sad and want he cones early.　He shouts “I love you.” from the gangway. Then he reaches at Tokyo. When he gets an escalator, he loses his footing on the stairs and fell. And he is carry to his father’s hospital. He is operated on for his brain. His ope　is successful. But he loses his memory. It is unbelievable for his family. He has a younger brother. His name is Takumi. He can’t do ope very well. In Hokkaido, she heard the news and she goes to Tokyo. But she doesn’t know about Tokyo. Then she is stolen her wallet. And she misunderstand Takumi is the culprit. Takumi thinks she is very poor. So he takes her his hospital. He thinks that she stays this hospital. Syuichi stay the same hospital. Aya looks Syuichi is in the bed. One nurse fined Aya. Aya asks her “Is he all right?” She answered yes. And Aya and the nurse get along with. So, she takes Aya to her dormitory. Takumi is worry about her. (255) (8756)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-4791766013221724249?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4791766013221724249/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=4791766013221724249' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4791766013221724249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/4791766013221724249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-you-know-hoshino-kinnka-it-is-very.html' title='Hosino kinnka'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-9205717909263870922</id><published>2008-07-07T23:30:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:27:38.461+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGONQUINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHIonA_t5UI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4-1LKV9lYo/s1600-h/080707_232843-752897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220279568823084354" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHIonA_t5UI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4-1LKV9lYo/s320/080707_232843-752897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend gave two skirts. One is miniskirt. The other is s flare skirt. They are very cute.&lt;br /&gt;She is one years older than I. She studies English in the same university. When I was a freshman, she was a sophomore. She put on very cute dresses and had a pretty bad. I called out to her. I felt the strain at the time. I said “It was so cute!! I know this brand.” She was very surprised to see me. And she said “Thank you. Do you like this brand?” I was very happy that she answered my question. Then, I and she took the same lesson by chance. So, I pestered her with talking. At last, I got her mail address. I have a bracelet of different color. The bracelet is very good for us.&lt;br /&gt;We meet once a week. We take the same class again. So I’m very happy. I respect her. So, she is so cute and kind. I think she is a nice girl. I want to get along with her. (176) (8501) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-9205717909263870922?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/9205717909263870922/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=9205717909263870922' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9205717909263870922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/9205717909263870922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_1699.html' title='ALGONQUINS'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHIonA_t5UI/AAAAAAAAACw/z4-1LKV9lYo/s72-c/080707_232843-752897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-166496481170063589</id><published>2008-07-07T00:34:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:04:10.292+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SKULKY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHDl-Fot8_I/AAAAAAAAACo/K9p0TtFasWw/s1600-h/080707_003555-756047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219924822950015986" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHDl-Fot8_I/AAAAAAAAACo/K9p0TtFasWw/s320/080707_003555-756047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the down town to buy presents for host family with my mother. I was worrying whether I will find good presents. I bought nice things for them. I hope that they will pleasant. Then I want to go my favorite shop. The shop is having a spring and summer sale on clothing. I got a postcard from the shop. So, I wanted to go there very much. My mother got back my home. I went to the shop. I was happy and excited. There were a lot of people in the shop. Everyone looked many dresses very hard. When I found this good, I thought that I wanted it very much. The shop assistant said to me “Is it so cute, isn’t it?” I said “I want to buy it. It is very pretty.” This character is SKULKY. Do you know Black Pease Now? This is brand’s character. She showed this and explains. This is a pass holder. I don’t use a commuter pass, I said to her. She advised that you hang out this pass holder in your trousers. I though it is very good idea. So, I decided to buy. It was 4000yen. I handle this carefully. (202) (8325)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-166496481170063589?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/166496481170063589/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=166496481170063589' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/166496481170063589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/166496481170063589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_07.html' title='SKULKY'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SHDl-Fot8_I/AAAAAAAAACo/K9p0TtFasWw/s72-c/080707_003555-756047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-2148400425266596225</id><published>2008-07-04T10:28:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:30:21.525+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched “THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA”. The story is very old in France. One cute girl is in the opera house. She took lesson to be the prim Donna. She is very pretty and she is good at singing the song. But there is a big star in the opera house. So, she doesn’t materialize.&lt;br /&gt;Phantom lives a basement in the opera house. He loves the cute girl. The cute girl’s name is Christine. So, he teaches opera song to her. It is secretly.&lt;br /&gt;One day, a hansom boy comes to the opera house. He is Raul and a patron. They have known each other since they were boys. So, they are very happy to meet again.&lt;br /&gt;A big prim Donna has a trouble voice. So, Christine acts in place of her. Christine is good to act. A great cheer arose for her. She is very happy and phantom is happy, too. Uh…I can’t remember the sequel to a movie. So, I will watch this movie again!! (168) (8123)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-2148400425266596225?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2148400425266596225/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=2148400425266596225' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2148400425266596225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/2148400425266596225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-watched-phantom-of-opera.html' title=''/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-904081621018031672</id><published>2008-07-04T09:32:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:52:14.874+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ELLEGARDEN'/><title type='text'>salamander</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXECgKcH8f0&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GXECgKcH8f0&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;I love this song very much. This song’s name is salamander. It is so cool and nice, isn’t it?　ELLEGARDN　is my favorite group. They are funny.&lt;br /&gt;Taeshi Hosomi is very clever. He has been to foreign country. So, he can speak English very well. Then, his words are a lot of English words. I am surprised that he spoke English very smoothly. Salamander is very active song. When I listened to the music, I felt so good. And I respect him.&lt;br /&gt;I had the DVD. It is my treasure. I often watch it. Hosomi san is in a sweat during the live. But I like such as him. His appearance makes me happy and I love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;(120) (7955)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4983019352024008404-904081621018031672?l=misoranikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/feeds/904081621018031672/comments/default' title='コメントの投稿'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4983019352024008404&amp;postID=904081621018031672' title='0 件のコメント'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/904081621018031672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4983019352024008404/posts/default/904081621018031672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misoranikki.blogspot.com/2008/07/salamander.html' title='salamander'/><author><name>Misora</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10707554235057789387</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ePWtIUwlTQU/SBErmYXG4oI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZTouO93SR7Y/S220/_1209084720_469.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4983019352024008404.post-7763861656331959088</id><published>2008-07-04T00:25:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:30:48.965+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gackt</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2CkfUMK6mA&amp;amp;hl=ja&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u2CkfUMK6mA&amp;hl=ja&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Today is Gackt's birthday. I am happy and his fan are happy,too. 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