<?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-12107581</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:06:43.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>☆Rina-company☆</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113750600089240738</id><published>2006-01-17T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T03:58:19.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last post</title><content type='html'>Two years has passed since IES class starts.&lt;br /&gt;In the early days, I could not help worrying and wondering whether I could keep up with this class. However, I barely remain in this class.&lt;br /&gt;What I learned is how important to study with classmates is.&lt;br /&gt;Through my life, I feel that I had studied alone. When I was in elementary school, junior high school and high school, not only I but also others seemed to study just individually.&lt;br /&gt;It was not my fault, but the reason is just there were quite a few presentations by students, writing paper, group discussions. In other words, these schools lacked group works. In this class, we had presentations, writing papers with my partner, group discussions and debate.　Moreover, the reason I did not quite this class is that everyone fight for studying. I think it is good that we become good friends despite all the classmates have different values. I am proud of my classmates. I am glad to be here. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113750600089240738?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113750600089240738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113750600089240738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113750600089240738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113750600089240738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2006/01/last-post.html' title='the last post'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113706573039784941</id><published>2006-01-12T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T03:35:30.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why there are more male writers than female writers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One signifiacant reason is that women had lower status than men. Only men could be given much education and aquired ability to write and read. Women have no ability to write and read and they lacked opportunities to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Even today, when students are required to read academic materials, those materials are aften written by male writers. Recently more and more women go to universities, however, women in the generation of our parents, most women go to 2-year colleges or they do not go. Only men are expected to go there. conseqently, writers of this generation write much today. Men have much more opportunities and chance to write than women. Moreover, women were not to work like men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Recently I remember many young female writers who writes novel or fiction. I think they are creative and hold much imagination. in future, there may be more female writers than male.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113706573039784941?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113706573039784941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113706573039784941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113706573039784941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113706573039784941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-there-are-more-male-writers-than.html' title='why there are more male writers than female writers'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113695870963335411</id><published>2006-01-10T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T01:34:11.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming of age ceremony</title><content type='html'>I went coming of age ceremony in Hiroshima!&lt;br /&gt;When the invitation came, I was wondering because I did not live there when I was junior high school students. Who I know is only friends from high schol. I thought that even if I had had been there, I could not enjoy the ceremony. Moreover, I am still 19 and I cannot realize I came the age.However, as a Japanese, I noticed that I should take part in the ceremony and wear Hurisode.&lt;br /&gt;I got up 5:30, weard it and set my hair. what I thought did not happen and I could enjoy meeting many friends. After the ceremony, we went to our high school and show our Hurisode to our teacher. Hurisode is really beautiful but it is not comfortable. Therefore, I do not want to wear for a longer time.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, other friends from high school gathered and had a dinner. We talked our university life or recent events each other. Their appearance were a little different from those of high school, their characteristics were same. I was really happy to meet them. I wanna keep touch with them forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113695870963335411?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113695870963335411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113695870963335411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113695870963335411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113695870963335411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2006/01/coming-of-age-ceremony.html' title='coming of age ceremony'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113695859645291316</id><published>2006-01-10T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:49:56.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter vacation</title><content type='html'>A winter vacation has just paseed. During the vacation, I did a few things. My friend came to Osaka and we visited Kyoto, talked a lot and did shopping! I often write a letter to the friend. Her name is Mio and we met in high school. Mio is totally different from me. She studies Japanese to be a high school teacher and live in Hiroshima alone. She really likes old Japanese(Koten) and she has little interest in foreign countries. Unlike her, I prefer foreign languages to Japanese and want to know more about facts out of Japan. I think it is really interesting that despite we have different interest, we are good friends. I believe that I can continue to be a good friend for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;After I went back to my hometown, I spend much time with my family, especially my dog,  in Hiroshima. Moreover, I studied reading in Italian. During studying, I found that my ability of Italian is too low. When I read in English  now, the context is really difficult and includes much information. What I read in Italian is too simple, just there is a house... or long long time ago there is.... I worry whether I can keep up with classes when my studying abroad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113695859645291316?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113695859645291316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113695859645291316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113695859645291316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113695859645291316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2006/01/winter-vacation.html' title='winter vacation'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113524830629598567</id><published>2005-12-22T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T02:45:06.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter vacation begins</title><content type='html'>I am reallyhappy,since finally I handed in a few papers and winter vacation came here!&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, it was announced that I am to study in Milano, Italy. I was so surprised!!&lt;br /&gt;I have thought the the announcment would come later, but it happend this Monday, suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;Now I always think about it. I plan what to do during this vacaton and spring vacation...&lt;br /&gt;I want to study, but I have to work  a little to put money aside for studying abroad.&lt;br /&gt;Today, there is so much snow. My friend who went back to her hometown a wee ago wanted to see snow even one time, but she could not. How God is mean!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why did not he give a chance to see it for her??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113524830629598567?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113524830629598567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113524830629598567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113524830629598567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113524830629598567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/12/winter-vacation-begins.html' title='Winter vacation begins'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113430998969159547</id><published>2005-12-11T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T06:06:29.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Farm &amp;Marx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I and Bs have to write a paper about Animal Farm.&lt;br /&gt;And today I researched about Karl Marx. I did not know about him, for I am not good at history and economy. I knew just his name and a thing that he has famous idea, which influenced on the world. According to the handout, the reason why he recommended socialism is that he wanted to save poor people. He worked as an editor of a newspaper. He criticized governmental policies which brought some people poverty. This fact enables me to understand the origin of socialism. Whenever I heard communism or socialism, these words did not remind of me positive meaning so far. This would be a good opportunity to understand history of Russia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113430998969159547?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113430998969159547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113430998969159547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113430998969159547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113430998969159547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/12/animal-farm-marx.html' title='Animal Farm &amp;Marx'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113395821541659415</id><published>2005-12-07T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T04:23:35.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>immigrant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330099;"&gt;Yesterday, I had a debate on “should Japan increase immigrants” and I was affirmative team with Yuu.&lt;br /&gt;We had six reasons for the ides: help economic growth, recover Japanese reputation, save human rights of immigrants, motivate Japanese students to study English as necessary tool in the future, as well as history and people widen their view and gain international thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I like 4th reason. Today students cannot speak English despite it is international language just because they can live without it. However, I think, as an English learner, English widen my future potentials. Actually it is difficult for Japanese to acquire English, since the language has no similarity with Japan. I want Japan to create more effective way of learning English.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, personally Japan should not increase immigrants. I cannot imagine the situation that Japan is welcoming immigrants. It seems difficult to live in Japan for immigrants. Japan is rare country in many senses, and can be precious country because of its special culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113395821541659415?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113395821541659415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113395821541659415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113395821541659415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113395821541659415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/12/immigrant.html' title='immigrant'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113378224913713854</id><published>2005-12-05T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T03:30:49.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Civilization</title><content type='html'>When I read the story of Easter Island, I found it interesting how the island developed.Moreover, thinking about two stories which we read in the class, I considered how our life owes itself to the natural resource. When I was in high school, I learned in geography class that every culture or civilization started with water. At that time, I just learned that. However, I realized actually it now.&lt;br /&gt;I also learned in the class that this world and the island began with only natural resources and there was no technology. Human beings bring their knowledge to the area and tried to advance their live. As their effort worked successfully and technology developed, the environment was destroyed. It is tragedy that people wanted to live comfortably, but their wish lead the environment to worse.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people on the earth cannot live happily in all ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113378224913713854?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113378224913713854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113378224913713854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113378224913713854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113378224913713854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/12/civilization.html' title='Civilization'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113262851797831094</id><published>2005-11-21T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:01:57.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese culture</title><content type='html'>I am sorry of Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;This culture includes making one's-self  silent and be passive is polite.&lt;br /&gt;Also when someone is talking, people should not speak out.&lt;br /&gt;People claim that Japanese are losing their own culture.&lt;br /&gt;However, the culture seems to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;For us who is studying in English, it is really difficult to switch Japanese culture into Western culture.&lt;br /&gt;Even now , I havent get used to interrupt the speech during the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about Kimono in westernization's presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;I have not wear Kimono, Japanese cloth,  so often. Barely I wear Yukata, another Japanese cloth, in summer.&lt;br /&gt;These days, companies produce Yukata with westerm pattern.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, these company try to make  people feel familiar to wearing Yukata and increase the number of people wearing Yukata&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like this thought.&lt;br /&gt;I think Japanese pattern can stand out in Japanese cloth.&lt;br /&gt;Western pattern in Japanese cloth seems strange and not match.&lt;br /&gt;But, some people may like this and buy one.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear some ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113262851797831094?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113262851797831094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113262851797831094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113262851797831094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113262851797831094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/11/japanese-culture.html' title='Japanese culture'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113248928083874842</id><published>2005-11-20T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T04:21:20.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I visited Ginkaku-ji in Kyoto for my first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;In this season, people can enjoy watching the temple and walking around the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Therefore, there were soooo many visitors, including some foreigners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Needless to say, there are fewer foreigners in my hometown, but there are so many in Osaka ad Kyoto. I was surprised at the fact again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I found the garden where Ginkaku-ji locates has much beautiful red-leaf landscape,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;but  I cannot enjoy the landscape so much because of a number of visitors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Even though the garden is really beautiful, it is pity that we cannot stay there and spend a lot of time sitting or walking around there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I think that the owner(?) should think a proper way to introduce the charm of the garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;People just buy their tickets for the entrance and go as the direction shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;For me, a garden is for resting and spending her/his time with walking around or watching the nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;I wanna visit there again when there are fewer visitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113248928083874842?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113248928083874842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113248928083874842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113248928083874842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113248928083874842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/11/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113206028891766296</id><published>2005-11-15T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T05:11:28.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm thinking...</title><content type='html'>these days almosy all friends are thinking which university they are going to.I am thinking too!though there are only three universities in Italy where I can go...&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my friends seem to go to different countries and it seems really interesting!!&lt;br /&gt;A large number of students actually study in Amrica. &lt;br /&gt;Personally I have no great interest in America, just because I cannot agree American culture that people drive too much!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can understand why people use so much automobiles and that not all American do not agree to the idea; hoever I do not feel like going and living there.&lt;br /&gt;It seems strange that even though many students and teachers from America are really nice people and I like them soooooooooooo much, I do not accept the country.I wonder whether I do not know good aspects of the country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113206028891766296?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113206028891766296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113206028891766296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113206028891766296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113206028891766296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-thinking.html' title='I&apos;m thinking...'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113169331353311305</id><published>2005-11-10T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T23:15:13.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>during holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have not written for a long time.last week, there was a school festival and there were no classes.on Novemver 3rd, I went to Kyoto with some of Bs.We went around Kinkaku-ji, Kitano-Tennmangu, Ryoan-ji.This was my first time to visit Kinkaku-ji.　Needless to say, it was gold. I have looked forward to seeing it because it was really famous one.Kinkaku matched the landscape behind it. However, it would have been much better if it had have been sunny day.On the day, it was cloudy and rained a little.Generally when people visit Kyoto this season, they can enjoy watching red leaves.This year, leaves have not turned into red and remain green and partly red.I hope when I visit Kyoto again, these leaves have already turned into perfect red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Novemver 4th,  I and other friends Towa, Midori and Natsumi went to and stayed at Saki's house in Hyogo.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed a short journey to Saki's house by train and bus because I lived alone near Gaidai.&lt;br /&gt;I felt really happy to take train with my friends and talk.&lt;br /&gt;When we stayed at Saki's house, we really felt relax.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered pleasure to spend my time with others at house.&lt;br /&gt;at the same time, I miss my hometown a little.&lt;br /&gt;However, the feeling disappear by being wih nice friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113169331353311305?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113169331353311305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113169331353311305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113169331353311305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113169331353311305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/11/during-holidays.html' title='during holidays'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113049908303561008</id><published>2005-10-28T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T04:35:54.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can go to Italy☆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this week, I was so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I had a presentation and a short essay...and the result of studying abroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What I could do is only waiting for the result, but I could not help thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The before night of the result, I could not sleep.I worried what if I failed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;However, I could pass. I am going to Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I am really happy, yet I cannot believe nor realize that I am going to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;I have longed for studying in Italy from long time ago. haa.... is it true??&lt;br /&gt;now I have one worry. it is which university I will go in Italy.&lt;br /&gt;CIE staff will decide my university, so I can only tell my ideal university.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could my favorite university where Italian language course is well organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomorrow, other classmates have Japanese interview. Do your best!!!! Bs!!&lt;br /&gt;you can do it!!&lt;br /&gt;finally weekend comes now. I want to rest-!&lt;br /&gt;I want to relax-! but I wanna cheer my company!&lt;br /&gt;so, I will go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113049908303561008?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113049908303561008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113049908303561008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113049908303561008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113049908303561008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-can-go-to-italy.html' title='I can go to Italy☆'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-113006898582962439</id><published>2005-10-23T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T05:06:33.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiroshima</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Hiroshima is my hometown and I really love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;We read "thanks god for The Atomic-bomb" in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Now I am thinking about Hiroshima and the bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I think that Hiroshima is a nice place, though it is rural are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;and people might feel it is inconvenient to live in Hiroshima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Hiroshima has "The Aomic-bomb dome" and Itsukushima-shrine as a world heritage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Itsukushima-Shrine is on the Miyajima. I would sometimes visit there to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Visitors will be fascinated with the view that Itsukushima-Shrine was built on water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;When it comes to The Atomic-bomb dome, it might be smaller than you expect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;When I was reading the rext at my house, I could not understand the content perfectly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;I understood in a class;however I could never agree the author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;at the begininng, I really wonder whether it is right to debate that the bomb is necessary or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think that it is not necessary because actually,a large number of people died and even many survivors sufferd from radiation sickness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The dabate seems to discuss whether thier death are necessary or not for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Some insist that the bomb told the scare of the power and it became a lesson that we should not use it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;BUT, now in this world,a few countries have potential to use nuclear....WHY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-113006898582962439?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/113006898582962439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=113006898582962439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113006898582962439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/113006898582962439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/10/hiroshima.html' title='Hiroshima'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112998131190972447</id><published>2005-10-22T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T04:42:37.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;today I had a Japanese interview and an English interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I got up at six and I listend music so that I cheer me up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the last night, I could not sleep easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When I started thinking of the interviews, I could not stop it and keep awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;after the interview, I found that Japanese interviewers were not so mean if you have a storong will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;one of them tried to make us relax because he wanted to know about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I should not have get nervous so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so, if you have a interview, you should think that Japanese interview is an oppoturnity to show their passion for studing abroad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Now, night came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I finished my interviews and talked with my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I was really tired, I wanted to go back to my apartment and sleep but I dont feel like being alone. I could not calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;however, today I felt that I did what I wanted to. I believe that I did what I could today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I believe that it means that I should not go to study abroad when I cannot pass the test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I have a lot of things to do now! and I will be really busy next week. Fight fight fight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Be tough especially next week! Rina!! survive! get over it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112998131190972447?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112998131190972447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112998131190972447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112998131190972447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112998131190972447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/10/going-on.html' title='going on'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112886602931646870</id><published>2005-10-09T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T06:09:14.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>other world and my world</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, I went to have my hair cut with Erica in a beautician's school .&lt;br /&gt;Students there cut our hair.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, most of the students are almost same age with us.&lt;br /&gt;I met such students for my first time, for almost all my friends in high school go to university.&lt;br /&gt;I really envy them because they gain skill to work apparently.&lt;br /&gt;when I think my future job, not only anticipation but also anxiety comes to me.&lt;br /&gt;at the present time, I want to be a tour guide, but I havent prepared anything...&lt;br /&gt;because this job will offer to me opportunities to introduce my favorite country to tourists.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, if a TV compnay need to tour guide to make a program which shows history or travel,I  can go with it.&lt;br /&gt;when I am in Japan, I really thank  such TV program.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite country is so far that it is difficult to go when I want to visit.&lt;br /&gt;my memories in the country are likely to  melt away.&lt;br /&gt;this program reminds me of the memories and stimulate me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112886602931646870?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112886602931646870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112886602931646870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112886602931646870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112886602931646870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/10/other-world-and-my-world.html' title='other world and my world'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112851603355170922</id><published>2005-10-05T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T05:40:33.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I'll confess! I was really really really bad at history when I was junior high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I had no interest in history...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I could not learn the time chart of both Japanese history and World history by heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;however, I want to learn it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;it was in my art history class that I found it interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;in the class, I saw and learned paintings during the Renaissance .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;i wonder why the value in those ages appear in the paintings or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;why each these objaects has their own meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I thought it was very interesting that the ages keep passing with changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;however, I wonder whether not only time but also people change their mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;though it might be a typical idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I want old friends to remain as they are even if twenty years pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;oh it does not have any relation my old friends and history!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;by the way, I wanna decide short essay topic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I am thinking during the Renaissance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;but I feel like knowing reallu new topic.hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;what are you thinking???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112851603355170922?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112851603355170922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112851603355170922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112851603355170922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112851603355170922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/10/october-has-arrived.html' title='October has arrived!'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112799634744361685</id><published>2005-09-29T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T05:22:51.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first blog in second semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciao ciao, Bs!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been so long time since I posted tha last blog.&lt;br /&gt;I am a little surprised with that I have to come back here again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how was your summer vacation?, though it finished two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;This summer vacation was filed with so many memories!&lt;br /&gt;I traveled Fukuoka, Ehime,Tokushima,Kagawa and Ishikawa prefucture.&lt;br /&gt;I went around Japan! and it was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;after I came back to Hirakata from my hometown, Hiroshima,&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my self with spending time with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;I took part in Kyoto-tour and made friends with exchange students.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to do so because I can feel familiar with countries which had been unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I went to expo land with some of Bs!!&lt;br /&gt;it was very fun!...however I found myself not so young....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt feel trying so many roller coasters anymore,&lt;br /&gt;though i was very excited when I went there 2 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, some of Bs applied for studying abroad.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could go!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112799634744361685?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112799634744361685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112799634744361685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112799634744361685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112799634744361685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-first-blog-in-second-semester.html' title='my first blog in second semester'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112122921165736841</id><published>2005-07-12T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T21:33:31.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15th blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I come to the 15th blog! year! what should I write....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Next week, IES bs have to hand in the last essay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But I have not decide yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I get interest in energy becouse when I was in junior high school, I have a debate which topic is energy and especially nuclear power plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;so, it is one possible topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Todays class, we think about changes in 20 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I cannot imagine that time passes soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;only I wish the earth remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when i was 7 or 8 years old, needless to say, I do not imagine the environmental ploblems at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;at that time, do people pay attention to these problems??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;what i was afraid of the death or individual problems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;because students learned a lof about the War.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Moreover, my hometown Hiroshima was one of prefectures where was dameged by  atomic bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the impression was so strong that I remember it even now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;of course I hate the war. it is very selfish action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;people fight only for their benefit and only innocent people become victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now, there is the Iraq war. how many times human beings do again and again what they have regreted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;only people who want to fight should take part in the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112122921165736841?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112122921165736841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112122921165736841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112122921165736841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112122921165736841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/07/15th-blog.html' title='15th blog'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112090859508870778</id><published>2005-07-09T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T07:34:59.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We learn the future of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wonder whether human beings have been negative toward their future and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;from when they start worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Needless to say, I want to believe that this earth lasts forever, even though there is no reason for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Until now, human beings, animals and this earth have faced so many difficulties and problems;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;howeve, they managed to solve them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Some people may think that they owe it to ideas or thoughts came from people that this earth remains today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Unlike them, I think that it is a kind of the grace of God, even though I dont gave any religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Every event, every accident, every chance, every encounter ... all facts are given by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Moreover, God is not evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;If real real danger is about to come to the earth, God will tell us in any ways in advance, regardless of however the ways are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We people have to responce to the notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112090859508870778?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112090859508870778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112090859508870778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112090859508870778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112090859508870778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/07/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-112039366368425166</id><published>2005-07-03T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T05:28:30.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;buongiorno～♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;these days we have a lot of rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;...but today is July 3rd. it is too late that we have such rain now, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;abnormal weather!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;yesterday, I had TOEFl test. During the test, I felt bad:-&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i think my score goes down.....hiiiiiiii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;moreover, this test seemed to be more difficult for me than the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmmm...i should take one more time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;after that, I went to Hirakata station with Erica☆we bought a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;in the night, I went to RoRo for the first time with two my circle members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;they are going to study abroad from this summer.I will miss them!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we talked a lot about IES, circle, school and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;they always help me and give advice. i realize that friends are important again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this week, we will have rainy days...but Cheer up! cheer up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ciao Ciao:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-112039366368425166?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/112039366368425166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=112039366368425166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112039366368425166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/112039366368425166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/07/rain-rain-rain.html' title='rain rain rain...'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111968444181436368</id><published>2005-06-25T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T17:23:48.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last Friday, we finish literature paper!Yeahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;so, I want to enjoy this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;at first, I woke up early and had my hair cut and dyed.&lt;br /&gt;next, My circle members gather and play Volley ball in Katahoko sports center.&lt;br /&gt;it was very very hotday and we sweated a lot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the evening, I took part in Natsumi's birthday party!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a very happy and nice time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Sunday, I and Midori went to Osaka Business Park and Osaka sports center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because we have a class that students have to write reports about some archtevture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These buildings are bulit to save environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in OBP there are some offices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;however, not only buildings but also some trees are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there roads are enough wide to walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as you know, Road from Hirakata station to Kansaigaidai is too narrow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Osaka sports center is very interesting structure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its surface are coverd with grass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.search.yahoo.co.jp/bin/search?p=%C2%E7%BA%E5%C3%E6%B1%FB%C2%CE%B0%E9%B4%DB&amp;n=4&amp;amp;b=0&amp;c=image&amp;amp;rh=20&amp;d=1&amp;amp;to=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://images.search.yahoo.co.jp/bin/search?p=%C2%E7%BA%E5%C3%E6%B1%FB%C2%CE%B0%E9%B4%DB&amp;n=4&amp;amp;b=0&amp;c=image&amp;amp;rh=20&amp;d=1&amp;amp;to=1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think is in interesting to find some buildings which are good for environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111968444181436368?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111968444181436368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111968444181436368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111968444181436368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111968444181436368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-weekend.html' title='happy weekend'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111926580805863336</id><published>2005-06-20T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T04:24:17.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday, I went to Gaidai "Bun-paku".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I went to see dance event of a circle which Michika belongs to with Erica, Natsumi, Aya and Michika's friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;this was first time to see dance event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When I saw first group's dance, I got excited!! it was very coooooooooooooooooooool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when Michika's group was dancing, I thought she was very good dancer :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;frankly speaking,  i have had no interest in dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;however, if there was  an oppotunity to see it again, i would go for sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;after the dance, we had a lunch at my house and my holiday was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh, a new week starts again...and June will pass soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i am happy that summer vacation comes gradually, but we have a lot of things to do!:-&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111926580805863336?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111926580805863336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111926580805863336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111926580805863336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111926580805863336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/06/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111866386055345065</id><published>2005-06-13T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T04:57:40.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we are learning about energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I found how i spent energy per day. now i, we seem not to be able to live without energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;however, long long time ago, people did not have any energy and they lived by their own power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When i notice that , I am surprised at development of human beings again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today, we hold a lot of problems and these peoblems seem to be mainly caused by desire of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A humen being has done not only good and nice things but also bad and negaitive actions... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I sometimes feel like living without electric tools, like PC, cell-phones, light, and.... dictionary??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i feel that these materials are not so important.they are kinds of options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but why do i live with them every day every day every day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I want to go back to days when i didnt use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I prefer letter and hand writing to e-mail and word!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I was in junior-high school, I had a debate about nuclear power plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our team was against the power and suggest solar power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even today I think that solar power has a great possibility as renewable enegy source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i wish this earth remain forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111866386055345065?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111866386055345065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111866386055345065' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111866386055345065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111866386055345065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/06/energy.html' title='Energy'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111797789917878785</id><published>2005-06-05T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T05:40:15.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do not waste food</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this weekend i took part in an event of camp as one of circle activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;the night, we planned to cook curry rice for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we cooked it last year too, but there was a bad behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;we bought too much groceries and brought too much rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;As a result, too much curry and rice became leftover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;what we could was to eat amount of food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and eventually we threw them away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;some of members cared the behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;why did nobody notice that we chose such amount of groceries??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;why did not member who took part in the last year tell us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Therefore, i didnt want to regret this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and our group talked about it in advance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so this time we didnt leave food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am happy because i had happy time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111797789917878785?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111797789917878785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111797789917878785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111797789917878785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111797789917878785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/06/do-not-waste-food.html' title='do not waste food'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111759503049502223</id><published>2005-05-31T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T20:03:50.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>agricuclture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i think vegetables differ depending on countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;in Japan, most of vegetalbes are very small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;in Germany or other european countries, those looks large.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;and as Scott said, shapes of vegetables are very beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i was very surprised at it , however, i felt a little unnutural...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Vegetables with a little strange shapes  are often not chosen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;it is natural that Vegetables were born differently as human being were born with their own characteristics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;thinking of this, i am sorry that vegetables....do you think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Stores in Japan wrap vegetables in packs or with polystyrene and for me they use too much them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;vegetables dont easily get injured!!! they dont need wrapping so much.......it is mu opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111759503049502223?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111759503049502223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111759503049502223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111759503049502223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111759503049502223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/05/agricuclture.html' title='agricuclture'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111745508076350318</id><published>2005-05-30T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T05:11:20.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June will come soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Hi! it has neen a little long time since i wrote last blog...two manths will have passed since this year started.how do you think? I was getting tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Last sunday, i stayed at home and relaxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Even though some people might think or scold my action was waste of time!! you should do other things!, dont think so only this time!! Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;May is a very nice season. almost every day, it is sunny. people would want to go out without any reason . however, i feel it is too hot thesedayse. aversge of temperature seems to be much higher than last year or a few year ago. is it only for me that it is felt so? i wonder whether it occuers because of world warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;if i had a baby in the future, and when th baby grow up, how does this world appear??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;i am afraid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;June will come. it means that rainy season comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;my feeling may be a little sad or lose cheerfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;no! NO!I have to keep high-spirited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;new week begins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111745508076350318?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111745508076350318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111745508076350318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111745508076350318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111745508076350318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/05/june-will-come-soon.html' title='June will come soon'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111658771755649420</id><published>2005-05-20T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T04:15:17.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food production</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;In today's class, I found that the origin of global issues might be food.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;Some countries conflicts each other because they gain territory, money, or development.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;the reason Why developments are needed is that the country have to help people in the country living, keep their own culture, or remain itself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;how should the country do in order to do those things?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;people should be alive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;how are they be alive? it will be possible by feedig people enough.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;Everything that every people do is for living.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;If every people gained enough food. there are no need to strrugle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;i have never noticed that.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;when i found that, i notice how foods are important.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;i really think that good balance of food may solve global issues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: left; mso-pagination: widow-orphan" align="left"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'ＭＳ Ｐゴシック'; mso-font-kerning: 0pt"&gt;however,i wonder from when the food balance are broken??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111658771755649420?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111658771755649420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111658771755649420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111658771755649420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111658771755649420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/05/food-production.html' title='Food production'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111587893883760810</id><published>2005-05-11T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:22:18.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>population</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We are learning population now and i often think about population of future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how many babies do you want in your future??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to be honest, idont wanna so many many many babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if too many babies were in my family, i need more lack of money, i cant anything except housework...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dont you  think so??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in high school. my teacher said that something may happen in future so that increasing population stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the cause will ve virus, disease, war...or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i cant believe but im afraid of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Has anyone heard this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, Japan is holding too many older poople, and so many old people live more longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i get tired of thinking economic condition when i become older. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i wonder how i live everyday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have some worries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know whether i actually gain pension in the future,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know i will be able to live with only pension??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111587893883760810?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111587893883760810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111587893883760810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111587893883760810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111587893883760810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/05/population.html' title='population'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111561057689962769</id><published>2005-05-08T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T20:49:36.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Golden week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;how was your Golden week?? did you enjoy it?? I did ...maybe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;as you know I was in Hiroshima. I used Shinkansen to go back to my hometown .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;but i was very afraid of it because two weeks ago there was an accident in Amagasaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;I was very surprised because i didn believe that accident of trains caused such terrible accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;i thought that if it happend in rural area, nothing such terrible happend again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;trains dont make haste and dont run so fast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;but everyday, people who use trains need to arrive on time. i wonder whether is that only in Japan?? dont other countries make haste to commute their office or school??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;moreover, i can believe the behavior of JR officers after the accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;I wonder why they are so stupid?? are they people with morality??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;i worry people who survived the accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;if i were one of them, i could never ride on train again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;when i watched a TV which interview the survivers i felt very sad... and anger toward the accidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#009900;"&gt;i wish this accident necer happen... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111561057689962769?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111561057689962769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111561057689962769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111561057689962769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111561057689962769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/05/golden-week_08.html' title='Golden week'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111443014942497985</id><published>2005-04-25T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T04:56:02.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think about a precious city</title><content type='html'>Last week I watch a TV about Venezia in Italywith my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Venezia is a man-made island and in danger of diappearing. one reason is global warming.&lt;br /&gt;It was 1996 when i visited city.&lt;br /&gt;I was nine years old and loved the city very much.&lt;br /&gt;during my visiing, it rained and there were some steps in whole city so that people dont get wet.&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid of the day when Venezia goes into sea.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to lose my favorite city...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111443014942497985?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111443014942497985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111443014942497985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111443014942497985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111443014942497985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/04/think-about-precious-city.html' title='think about a precious city'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111340159883817605</id><published>2005-04-13T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T07:13:18.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my another goal for this semester</title><content type='html'>I regret I was very very negative person yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;I thought only very tiny things.&lt;br /&gt;So, today i try to think widely and talk about my feeling and goal in this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, what I want to achive in this semester is to think logically and fast in English.&lt;br /&gt;I think so far I can't express my feeling as I thought. I might have changed a little what i thought and told them because I didn' t know proper English words or thought slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second goal is to do my very very very very best for completing English.&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I like Italian very much and I find its interest as a language.&lt;br /&gt;different from English, Italian is very old word.&lt;br /&gt;some words have changed from its original words, other words are similar to  English , Spanish or  German. Of course, if I can study there, I will not able to spend time to speak English than now.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I  wish that I study in Italy as an exchange student to learn Italian.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to have self-confidence a student who can speak English well before I finish this semester or this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, in this class, we wil study Global Issues.&lt;br /&gt;when I dream my future, I think only my thing or what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;However,If I were not born in Japan but in a country that hold many problems like dispute or famin, could I dream what I dream now??&lt;br /&gt;Is it right to dream only my dream??&lt;br /&gt;So,I wish I can find what I can do for solving Gloal Issues, on the hand my drem coming true.&lt;br /&gt;But....does this thought seem to be  high-sounding ideas for you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111340159883817605?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111340159883817605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111340159883817605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111340159883817605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111340159883817605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-another-goal-for-this-semester.html' title='my another goal for this semester'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111326851348142889</id><published>2005-04-11T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T18:15:13.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what are goals for IES this semester</title><content type='html'>I want to be able to listen everything in English and understand them. I need to spend more time in English outside the IES class. And I need more vocabraries which are used in general conversation to express everything what I want to say or talk. Moreover, I want to get used to talk in informal conversation and make more frineds with many foreign student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might feel that I don't like English so much as before. When I was in high school, I went to&lt;br /&gt;see cherry blossoms with many foreigners. I felt that speaking English was very interesting for me. But now, I get nervous when I use English. So, I want to regain my earyly love for English and I enjoy learning and using English again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goals are to make my life in English and love English again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111326851348142889?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111326851348142889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111326851348142889' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111326851348142889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111326851348142889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-are-goals-for-ies-this-semester.html' title='what are goals for IES this semester'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12107581.post-111326664220815315</id><published>2005-04-11T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T17:44:02.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first blog</title><content type='html'>This is my first blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12107581-111326664220815315?l=rinaoya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/feeds/111326664220815315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12107581&amp;postID=111326664220815315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111326664220815315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12107581/posts/default/111326664220815315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rinaoya.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-first-blog.html' title='my first blog'/><author><name>Rina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14835817693884928229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
