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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>Hot Capuccino</title><link rel="self" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/"/><subtitle>Just a diary</subtitle><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T21:08:53+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-03-15:/2009/03/15/thank-you-5757945/</id><title>THANK YOU</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/15/thank-you-5757945/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-03-15T06:36:04+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T06:36:04+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I &lt;br&gt;got out of bed at all&lt;br&gt;The morning rain clouds up my window, &lt;br&gt;And I can't see at all&lt;br&gt;And even if I could it'd all be grey &lt;br&gt;But your picture on my wall&lt;br&gt;It reminds me that it's not so bad&lt;br&gt;It's not so bad&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I drank too much last night, got bills to pay&lt;br&gt;My head just feels in pain&lt;br&gt;I missed the bus and there'll be hell today&lt;br&gt;I'm late for work again&lt;br&gt;And even if I'm there, they'll all imply &lt;br&gt;That I might not last the day&lt;br&gt;And then you call me and it's not so bad&lt;br&gt;It's not so bad&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br&gt;For giving me the best day of my life&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you&lt;br&gt;Is having the best day of my life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Push the door,I'm home at last&lt;br&gt;And I'm soaking through and through&lt;br&gt;Then you handed me a towel&lt;br&gt;And all I see is you&lt;br&gt;And even if my house falls down now&lt;br&gt;I wouldn't have a clue&lt;br&gt;Because you're near me and&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br&gt;For giving me the best day of my life&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you&lt;br&gt;Is having the best day of my life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to thank you&lt;br&gt;For giving me the best day of my life&lt;br&gt;Oh, just to be with you&lt;br&gt;Is having the best day of my life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;( DIDO)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Untitled-1" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/untitled_1/3319629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/629/3319629_d37a1db391_m.jpg" alt="Untitled-1" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/15/thank-you-5757945/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-03-10:/2009/03/10/cry-5728086/</id><title>CRY !</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/10/cry-5728086/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-03-10T08:08:59+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:08:59+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today is the day I cried most in my life....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now I dont have enough tear for crying more. I only want to go so far....so far...to another world that nobody can find out me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What is happening in our relation ? The married killed our love and the good things we used to have, didnt it ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, I want to have a small package and go....go to anywhere I can go........
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/10/cry-5728086/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-03-04:/2009/03/04/hina-matsuri-festival-5690547/</id><title>HINA MATSURI FESTIVAL</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/04/hina-matsuri-festival-5690547/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-03-04T08:00:14+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:00:14+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I used to say with my honey that : If we have some daughters, I will buy for them many many Japanese dolls in Hina Matsuri day.&lt;br&gt;Hina Matsuri day is the day for girls . Certainly it is a big festival in Japan. It is happened on 3rd, May every years.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In the Japanese ancient beliefs, Japanese people thought that : The dolls replaced for the girls or boys so every bad or evil spirits could not penetrate to the souls of people. First time, they made the paper dolls and brought to the Shrine to exorcized then fired them and that ceremony happned in only the royal family or the rich .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Time by time, that ceremony became more popular and now, it is the color of the morden life in Japan.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%2813%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_2813_29/3286169"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/169/3286169_248d56c88a_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%2813%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hishimochi%20%285%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hishimochi_20_285_29/3286170"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/170/3286170_3c48dd8aeb_m.jpg" alt="hishimochi%20%285%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The collection of dolls usually has 4~5 levels, but now it has 3 or only 1 couple of the king and queen . The image of the King and Queen and the royal family have the meaning that all the girls would have a sufficient and happy life .&lt;br&gt;We can see the clothes of the king and queen are in the Heian time because the kimonos have many layers so many people think that the Hina Matsuri festival started in Heian time but in fact, it started in the Edo time ( 17th century ) and become the national festival in 1687.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%281%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_281_29/3286202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/202/3286202_48a2a86ea6_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%281%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%283%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_283_29/3286203"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/203/3286203_f66bfdcb70_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%283%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%284%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_284_29/3286204"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/204/3286204_9be280d722_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%284%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%2813%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_2813_29/3286205"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/205/3286205_248d56c88a_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%2813%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri/3286206"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/206/3286206_f0cb5f9a79_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In that day, Japanese wagashi cake is this cake. It has 3 colors and called Hishi mochi. It is made by rice powder ( mochi ). The colors are : green, the fresh of the summer , white is the fresh of the snow in winter and pink is the color of Sakura flower.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="hishimochi%20%283%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hishimochi_20_283_29/3286208"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/208/3286208_648f700ae3_m.jpg" alt="hishimochi%20%283%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hishimochi%20%289%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hishimochi_20_289_29/3286209"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/209/3286209_3810f663fc_m.jpg" alt="hishimochi%20%289%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="hishimochi%20%2811%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hishimochi_20_2811_29/3286210"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/210/3286210_b92ecd95ac_m.jpg" alt="hishimochi%20%2811%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But when you display your collection, please be careful with Neko-sanma.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="hinamatsuri%20%289%29" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/hinamatsuri_20_289_29/3286229"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/229/3286229_0fceb677d6_m.jpg" alt="hinamatsuri%20%289%29" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/03/04/hina-matsuri-festival-5690547/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-02-27:/2009/02/27/tired-5657931/</id><title>TIRED................................................................</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/02/27/tired-5657931/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-02-27T07:11:54+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T07:11:54+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today it rains nearly all day. &lt;br&gt;I wished I could stay in a small coffee shop in Hanoi. It is a really pretty coffee shop and nearby the old church....ah~, and the taste of tea is so good, too.&lt;br&gt;Some days , I dont know why my feeling has changed so bad. I am finding somebody who can hear me talk and who can see my tears.&lt;br&gt;My husband cannot do that. He has his own problem that I dont want to bring for him my tired anymore.....finally, his care isnt me.....I used to think so. He can hear the dream voice of our dog easily but If I get up in night time or dont sleep all nights, he still fall alseep and starts : z..zzz....zzz....&lt;br&gt;And when I cook, he enjoys his time with his computer........computer,blog,mobile.....sometimes he made me think that : Dont have a wife, its ok. But dont have a computer, the world is in the end. &lt;br&gt;His enthralled for me now doesnt exist. He even doesnt know why I sad or angry.....and needs to ask me ....&lt;br&gt;Everything, I am tired with everything. Sometimes, I wish I can have a forever sleeping...........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tired..Tired...Tired......I hate my face , I hate my hair, I hate my free, I hate my loneliness................&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="2941947-Travel_Picture-Overcast_with_a_100_chance_of_awesome" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/2941947_travel_picture_overcast_with_a_100_chance_of_awesome/3271081"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/081/3271081_31918eece6_m.jpg" alt="2941947-Travel_Picture-Overcast_with_a_100_chance_of_awesome" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="lonely" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/lonely/3271082"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/082/3271082_5c499b5ba6_m.jpg" alt="lonely" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/02/27/tired-5657931/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-02-02:/2009/02/02/sai-gon-you-have-still-remembered-5489893/</id><title>Sai Gon, You have still remembered ?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/02/02/sai-gon-you-have-still-remembered-5489893/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-02-02T05:56:43+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T05:56:43+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today when I heard this song about Saigon ( Hochiminh city ), my tears went out and could not hold my feelings about the memories of Saigon.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Saigon is a really young city. One time you were born in Saigon, you will never forget the love for it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; " Have you still remembered or forgotten?&lt;br&gt;
   Saigon, the city of sunny and rainny together,&lt;br&gt;
   The night lights wait for you in your sleepings&lt;br&gt;
   And the mornings say hello with you by the green leaves.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   Have you still remembered or forgotten ?&lt;br&gt;
   The full of streets, noisy and busy&lt;br&gt;
   The sleepless nights of the poor people&lt;br&gt;
   The sounds of the rains in a sunny day.&lt;br&gt;
   That is the Saigon, you love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   Although you have gone away,&lt;br&gt;
   The city will never forget you&lt;br&gt;
   Always waits for its children come back&lt;br&gt;
   Have you still remembered or forgotten ?&lt;br&gt;
   Because the streets remember your foots&lt;br&gt;
   In every ways.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;   Two seasons come and leave,&lt;br&gt;
   Only the streets hear the rains and sun....."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/trees/3197447" title="trees"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/447/3197447_78799e56df_m.jpg" alt="trees" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/1133556_a_street_of_old_saigon_ho_chi_minh_city/3197448" title="1133556-A_street_of_Old_Saigon-Ho_Chi_Minh_City"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/448/3197448_52e4914a9a_m.jpg" alt="1133556-A_street_of_Old_Saigon-Ho_Chi_Minh_City" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/saigon_notre_dame_3/3197449" title="saigon_notre_dame_3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/449/3197449_8327cf5370_m.jpg" alt="saigon_notre_dame_3" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/saigon_street_market/3197450" title="Saigon_street_market"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/450/3197450_d555a923d1_m.jpg" alt="Saigon_street_market" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I moved to Hanoi 9 years old ago. In the 3 years, every nights in my dreams was the sound and image of Saigon. I cried and thought that I could never return the city I love. If somebody says Hanoi is as charming as a princess, but with me Saigon is more than that. Saigon is the mixing of old and new. It has the old feelings in its breathe and its own dynamic .&lt;br&gt;
Saigoners can proud of the city because 300 years ago, the first people came this land, all were poor people, the people that old country left and forgot them. They were prisoners, workers, farmers, poorers...and the first thing they saw that this land were deep in sea and water. All their doing were made a land that could live a normal live. And after 300 years, 2 wars with French and American, Vietnamese has a city in dream.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And until now, I am still proud of being a Saigoner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/02/02/sai-gon-you-have-still-remembered-5489893/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-01-29:/2009/01/29/where-does-my-time-go-5466924/</id><title>WHERE DOES MY TIME GO ?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/29/where-does-my-time-go-5466924/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-01-29T03:47:57+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T03:47:57+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah~, Where is my time ? I asked myself that when I finished the washing.&lt;br&gt;It was so poor for my washing machine in a sunny day like today. I used it 2 times for washing nearly all iterms that made by cloths in my house.&lt;br&gt;I like the sun because it can help my  cleaning and washing be done  earlier than usual . And after that , my house seems to be clearer. But although I washed them, my husband hasnt never asked me : oh ~ you washed them ? They have a good smell, I guess so.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In fact, the time for me in a day is so short. I mean, I was so busy with my house work that when I have a resting, my eyes only want to close in a sleepy feeling.&lt;br&gt;But I didnt say that I didnt love the house work because I am a sister of a boy. Every sisters of the boys understand that If they have a younger brother, how much cleaning and washing they have to do from their childhood to teenage and after get married, they will have another man to take care. So, it is certainly that they need to love doing housework......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blog.co.uk/image/smileys/icon_crazy.gif" alt=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="lge_House_071123014137610_wideweb__300x300,1" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/lge_house_071123014137610_wideweb_300x300_1/3184507"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/507/3184507_96bbc9b9f5_m.jpg" alt="lge_House_071123014137610_wideweb__300x300,1" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I like cooking, washing and cleaning. Because I cannot live in a house that have a bad smell of dirty clothes or the smell of food that stays long time in the walls in my kitchen. So with me, washing is the number one.&lt;br&gt;But sometimes, I get bored with my housework because I feel it make me to become a poor woman. As nearly all the woman in this world, I always try to keep my good image with every people who can see me, even my husband. So thats why, everytime I think about the salon, nails, cosmetic and parfume. With me, I can wear a normal clothes, but I cannot show a normal face with the black points of ances or tired face with the red eyes and the hair that make another people thinks about the house of a chicken.&lt;br&gt;So, thats why I try to keep my body and clothes cleaning. But sometimes, in my friends weddings, I met my last friends who got married before me one year....my God...I cannot live like that. I cannot think some of them wear the roomwear clothes and pyjamas to the party. Although, those parties were in the countryside but parties were the parties, it means you need to dress up. You can wear the T-shirt and jeans to a wedding but you cannot wear a roomwear and on your hand are holding a baby. Thats really a nightmare with me. But I cannot do anything for them and only prayed that their husband didnt see those image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ah~, relax ~ relax ~ I want to have a cup of coffee with my friends and little chatting now. But.............um~ my friend now is only my husband and he doesnt want to go outside this time. Its not because he is not good , the reason that he bought some clothes for me this month and now we need to consider again about our money. So, I wish I could have a job now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a title="housewife" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/housewife/3184517"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/517/3184517_d50c6a8c41_m.jpg" alt="housewife" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hate learning maths but now, I usually calculate our payments in each month. Exactly, I only calculate and after that I cannot do anymore. Last time, when I see my husband assigned the bank card, I thought he did it for me. But it was for him. Until now, I didnt know how many bank cards he has. Because of the polite, I didnt ask him about that. Well, finally, I dont pay all the payments so why I need to know about that. He thought like that, didnt he ?.....&lt;br&gt;Oh~, finally I need to keep myself : relax~ relax~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/29/where-does-my-time-go-5466924/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-01-15:/2009/01/15/our-life-5379988/</id><title>Our Life !</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/15/our-life-5379988/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-01-15T06:39:49+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T06:39:49+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt; WILL I BE HAPPY ? Jiro asked himself that question in his blog.&lt;br&gt;
Today when I remembered that I have a dictionary so I wanted to read his blog and I saw his question.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally he asked himself that.&lt;br&gt;
Finally he showed his real thinking.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In fact, his words as a sharp knife to cut my heart and my believe in our love.&lt;br&gt;
He is tired about me, about what we are having and about our arguments.&lt;br&gt;
He thinks I didnt feel sorry with him ? And I didnt feel sorry with what I said to him ????&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How can I do ? And what can I do for my love ?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/15/our-life-5379988/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-01-12:/2009/01/12/i-love-you-my-dear-5362609/</id><title>I LOVE YOU, MY DEAR</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/i-love-you-my-dear-5362609/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-01-12T05:51:58+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T05:51:58+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I like writting my normal day in this online diary although my English writting is very bad and I forget as much my grammar as I have never learnt English before.&lt;br&gt;
I like the classic in the English. It is the real English-English, not the American English. But my friend uses the Sing-lish ( it means the English of Singapore ) so when she speaks, as she is singing a song that I cannot understand much.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And my husband speak J-lish ( means English of Japanese ), but he speaks slowly so I can understand almost he says, but sometimes, I cannot because he needs to find the way to talk with me about a difficult thing. But anyway, I love him so we can understand each other quite easily.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Next week, I have an interview for my new job. And with his worried, I feel so worried now. Japanese people doesnt want to use English so if they cannot understand me, it means I need to change to talk by Japanese but my japanese is nearly Zero &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayno.gif" alt=":no:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Turn back to my love story, its now having a good ending for Jiro and me. But life isnt easy, every time I think so. But its more easy when I dont have any members in my family to help me. I and he need to try to do everything alone. But my Jiro has been doing that in a long time, now only me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today is a good day, and I think about our memories. I hope everything will be good with I and him.&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/103/3137166" title="画像 103"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/166/3137166_41f35c3902_m.jpg" alt="画像 103" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/104/3137167" title="画像 104"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/167/3137167_84e4483be0_m.jpg" alt="画像 104" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/235/3137168" title="画像 235"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/168/3137168_460e72868a_m.jpg" alt="画像 235" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hey, this is our honey travel after we got married. I cannot call it was a honey moon because we was busy but I hope, we can have a real honey moon when we make the 1 year wedding ceremony.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/12/i-love-you-my-dear-5362609/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2009-01-08:/2009/01/08/miss-world-2008-has-gone-to-vietnam-5340872/</id><title>MISS WORLD 2008 HAS GONE TO VIETNAM</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/miss-world-2008-has-gone-to-vietnam-5340872/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2009-01-08T05:56:28+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:56:28+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Follow her sponsor schedule, in the evening of 7th Jan, 2009, the Miss World 2008 ,Ksenia Sukhinova has come to Hochiminh city , started her long sponsorship in Vietnam .&lt;br&gt;These are her photos in the conference in Hochiminh city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="nga71009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga71009/3126351"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/351/3126351_fe70e8998c_m.jpg" alt="nga71009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="nga171009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga171009/3126352"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/352/3126352_3a30de3522_m.jpg" alt="nga171009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="nga271009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga271009/3126353"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/353/3126353_8683ec0cc4_m.jpg" alt="nga271009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="nga471009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga471009/3126354"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/354/3126354_88fbfacdfb_m.jpg" alt="nga471009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="nga571009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga571009/3126355"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/355/3126355_665d11377e_m.jpg" alt="nga571009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="nga871009" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/nga871009/3126356"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/356/3126356_d166039e01_m.jpg" alt="nga871009" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2009/01/08/miss-world-2008-has-gone-to-vietnam-5340872/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-28:/2008/12/29/vietnam-won-the-vff-cup-5290789/</id><title>VIETNAM WON THE VFF CUP !!!!!!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/29/vietnam-won-the-vff-cup-5290789/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-29T00:46:43+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:46:43+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;At 7.00 pm yesterday night, the first time that Vietnamese football team wrote again the history of Asian Cup when againsted to Thailand team with the score 1-1.&lt;br&gt;On 24th December, Vietnam won Thailan 2-1 and yesterday, with the score 1-1, Vietnam was the first time that have the Asain Cup .&lt;br&gt;Mr Cong Vinh, who didnt play well in the startings but he played very sharpenly yesterday night and his score by head fighting helped Vietnamese team could have a winning as a dream .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="congvinh480s" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/congvinh480s/3101570"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/570/3101570_647c76daaf_m.jpg" alt="congvinh480s" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="cup-480" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/cup_480/3101571"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/571/3101571_bccc232075_m.jpg" alt="cup-480" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because of waitting for a long time to win Thailand, Vietnamese people had 2 nights sleepless to cheer with the team.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Every people tried to shout and cry " Vietnam, champion " and demonstrated on all the streets in over the country from South to North. Hochiminh city, Hanoi city, Vinh city....all were sleepless. The happiness was full in their heart.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="1103" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/1103/3101580"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/580/3101580_2b5a96d0b2_m.jpg" alt="1103" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_8554" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dsc_8554/3101581"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/581/3101581_a03cedc8c6_m.jpg" alt="DSC_8554" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_8634" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dsc_8634/3101582"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/582/3101582_50121b0add_m.jpg" alt="DSC_8634" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_8703" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dsc_8703/3101583"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/583/3101583_89f9d3fb19_m.jpg" alt="DSC_8703" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="DSC_8824" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dsc_8824/3101584"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/584/3101584_12845ae783_m.jpg" alt="DSC_8824" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Before the game, Thailand coach, Mr Peter Reid said surely that Thailand would won the cup. But after the game, his face was covered by a sadness and angry. In the interview, he still kept his thinking that Thailan is a really strongest team in the Cup but lost their lucky.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="to-hpb" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/to_hpb/3101591"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/591/3101591_83a331c9db_m.jpg" alt="to-hpb" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And this is the man who makes the Vietnamese dream became true, Mr Calisto&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="to-hlvcamc" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/to_hlvcamc/3101592"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/592/3101592_975eff8447_m.jpg" alt="to-hlvcamc" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;" We played all our best and we won " he said with all the people .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Congratulation to Vietnamese football team ! I love you all !&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/29/vietnam-won-the-vff-cup-5290789/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-23:/2008/12/23/i-want-to-be-alone-5265819/</id><title>I WANT TO BE ALONE</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/i-want-to-be-alone-5265819/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-23T20:42:41+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T20:42:41+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="lonely1uo4" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/lonely1uo4/3089688"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/688/3089688_5044ac6b65_m.jpg" alt="lonely1uo4" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My feeling today is as same as the day when I saw my ex boyfriend was hand-in-hand with another woman.&lt;br&gt;First thing I thought about that terrible image was : I wanted to jump to a high speed car to die as soon as possible. After some minutes, I cried. But I could not cried out, only the tears went out of my eyes and covered my cold face.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That was a night in winter season, a very cold night. &lt;br&gt;After 2 years, I tried to forget that image in my heart and my mind and tried to love another man. In the end, I had got a happy married with the man I love.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But my life seems to want to treat me hardly because tonight, I saw somethings of my husband that I should never open them.&lt;br&gt;Broken and dissapointed, after my tears went out of my eyes again. I felt that I saw the old image that I have wanted to forget forever in that winter night 2 years ago , now it comes again in my hurt.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How can I turn to the time when I can have all my believing about my husband and about his love for me ?&lt;br&gt;I am losing him ? I am becoming a poor woman in his eyes ? I and my love are not enough for him? I cannot bring to him a passion love ? I cannot....????? Many questions like those are growing up in my thinking and they are as the monsters want to eat my brain, my head and my eyes.....&lt;br&gt;Tommorow, when he come back home, how can we talk with each other ? And how can I forgive him ?&lt;br&gt;My husband that I known is not this man I know today. &lt;br&gt;I want to leave this place , our house that I used to love and try to keep it as most important as my life, but now ...I want to leave and want to be alone. Maybe the time can wash out all my bad thinking about my husband and I can be smile with him again.&lt;br&gt;This is 5 a.m and I still sit here, look at the photos he put in his folder and cry. I want to forgive him but when I think about he didnt think about my feeling when I suddenly open his file, I cannot. He did that thing because he thought I am a poor, a stupid, a blind wife that I dont know what he thinks, what he wants and what he does.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I used to love him and think that he is the most important man with me in my life and with him, our relation is the most important with him, too. But I didnt recognize that some days ago and from now he hasnt wanted what I am doing with the house, what I want to keep our love, what I take care him. And now I know the reason why he wants to leave our warm bed early time in the morning for doing what........but in my deep heart, I hope my thinkings are wrong.&lt;br&gt;Love can make someone to be strong but it can make someone to be weak or die. I dont want to die, but now my heart and his heart are so far....very far . I dont know that how long can I keep our love and our family more.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maybe the answer is in myself and himself.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/i-want-to-be-alone-5265819/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-23:/2008/12/23/silent-5263631/</id><title>Silent</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/silent-5263631/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-23T12:05:35+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:05:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/00cmas002b/3088568" title="00cmas002b"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/568/3088568_39bd49d77f_m.jpg" alt="00cmas002b" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/23/silent-5263631/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-16:/2008/12/16/mama-5229012/</id><title>MAMA</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/16/mama-5229012/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-16T05:13:29+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T05:13:29+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="DSCN2770" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dscn2770/3071156"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/156/3071156_a71e96974b_m.jpg" alt="DSCN2770" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mama thank you for who I am&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank you for all the things I am not&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Forgive me for the words unsaid&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For the time I forgot&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mama, I remember all my life&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You showed me the love.........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I know you believed&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I know you had a dream&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I am sorry it took all this time to see&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mama, forgive me the time you cried.............&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/16/mama-5229012/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-16:/2008/12/16/over-the-rainbow-5228996/</id><title>OVER THE RAINBOW</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/16/over-the-rainbow-5228996/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-16T04:47:35+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T04:47:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Ah~ ! This morning is a good day. Kyoto is very sunny and the sky has never been blue like this time.&lt;br&gt;After finishing the washing, I give myself a resting time in the music of IL DIVO .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt; Some where over the rainbow &lt;br&gt;  Way up high&lt;br&gt;  There`s a land that I heard of&lt;br&gt;  Once in a lullaby&lt;br&gt;  Somewhere over the rainbow&lt;br&gt;  Skies are blue&lt;br&gt;  And the dreams that you dare to dream&lt;br&gt;  Really do come true &gt;...........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="over_the_rainbow" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/over_the_rainbow/3071150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/150/3071150_7b700bcd5c_m.jpg" alt="over_the_rainbow" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I like to hear IL DIVO when drink a coffee.  And this melody of the song seems to be my feeling : little sad, little silent, little thinking....everything is little.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I only want my husband can enjoy this time with me. But I know IL DIVO isnt his hobby.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="coffee_morning" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/coffee_morning/3071152"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/152/3071152_e1bf84381b_m.jpg" alt="coffee_morning" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/16/over-the-rainbow-5228996/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-14:/2008/12/14/lets-go-5219879/</id><title>LETS GO</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/lets-go-5219879/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-14T17:30:09+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:30:09+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This time I want to show some photos of the most city I want to go : VENICE&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="0" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/0/3067224"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/224/3067224_398109eb9d_m.jpg" alt="0" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="1" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/1/3067225"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/225/3067225_47f9d08e63_m.jpg" alt="1" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="2" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/2/3067226"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/226/3067226_1a86254b9f_m.jpg" alt="2" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="3" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/3/3067227"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/227/3067227_cf5add961b_m.jpg" alt="3" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="4" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/4/3067228"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/228/3067228_bf406e3a1f_m.jpg" alt="4" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="5" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/5/3067229"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/229/3067229_92c5b049b4_m.jpg" alt="5" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="7" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/7/3067230"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/230/3067230_4d3dedb345_m.jpg" alt="7" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="8" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/8/3067231"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/231/3067231_d05a49f898_m.jpg" alt="8" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="9" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/9/3067232"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/232/3067232_74f4b02296_m.jpg" alt="9" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;How do you think about Venice ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And this is Shirakami Sanchi, a beautiful place in Japan. I will ask my husband more about this place&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="anmon waterfall" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/anmon_waterfall/3067263"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/263/3067263_9952272da7_m.jpg" alt="anmon waterfall" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="daira kyo" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/daira_kyo/3067264"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/264/3067264_7a7086f221_s.jpg" alt="daira kyo" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="juniko lake" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/juniko_lake/3067265"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/265/3067265_886007da90_m.jpg" alt="juniko lake" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="juniko lake-2" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/juniko_lake_2/3067266"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/266/3067266_3cf26e73f6_m.jpg" alt="juniko lake-2" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Shirakami sanchi" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/shirakami_sanchi/3067267"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/267/3067267_181a94dbcc_m.jpg" alt="Shirakami sanchi" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Shirakami sanchi-2" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/shirakami_sanchi_2/3067268"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/268/3067268_48ae79a21b_m.jpg" alt="Shirakami sanchi-2" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Shirakami sanchi-3" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/shirakami_sanchi_3/3067269"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/269/3067269_baa8251b2e_m.jpg" alt="Shirakami sanchi-3" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And this is a sea town in my country : Vietnam. This place is called Cat Ba island, near Halong Bay. It is very famous in Vietnam.&lt;br&gt;I and my husband came to Catba when we met first time and it was our first travel .&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="cat ba-HP" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/cat_ba_hp/3067272"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/272/3067272_e133f10f25_m.jpg" alt="cat ba-HP" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="catba-2" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/catba_2/3067273"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/273/3067273_c63a9cf1c5_m.jpg" alt="catba-2" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="catba-3" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/catba_3/3067274"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/274/3067274_d4fbc5af00_m.jpg" alt="catba-3" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="catba-4" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/catba_4/3067275"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/275/3067275_99277f1e75_m.jpg" alt="catba-4" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="catba-5" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/catba_5/3067276"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/276/3067276_6083281ee8_m.jpg" alt="catba-5" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What a pity because that time we booked a tour so we could not have enough time to discover more about this sea area and my husband lost his mobile so his feeling wasnt good. But I hope we can come back here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/lets-go-5219879/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-14:/2008/12/14/do-you-want-to-hold-my-hand-5218981/</id><title>DO YOU WANT TO HOLD MY HAND ?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/do-you-want-to-hold-my-hand-5218981/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-14T15:47:39+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:47:39+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="286-1" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/286_1/3066937"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/937/3066937_4f9bb2043d_m.jpg" alt="286-1" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Um...we took this photo when we went to Kiyomizudera, a famous temple in Kyoto.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hand in hand ?......no...only I want to but he didnt want to hold my hand and it was the only photo we took together after married.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why ? before married, we have many talking every nights, but now, maybe we talk only 15 minutes....um~..no....no ...I ask and he answers. Can it be a talking ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I dont know that after getting married, it is little things that a couple want to share each other. And I dont know after married, a husband doesnt want to hold his wife hands.....hahahaha.....maybe it is because get married already.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Um ? what are you thinking about Kaoru......he said only last wife, it means only last hand in hand, only last happiness....only the last things he shared with...........but why Kaoru still cried when saw those photos ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Only last hand in hand.......only memories.........&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/do-you-want-to-hold-my-hand-5218981/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-14:/2008/12/14/are-you-worried-5218908/</id><title>ARE YOU WORRIED ?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/are-you-worried-5218908/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-14T15:26:06+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T15:26:06+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="000t051RsbY" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/000t051rsby/3066842"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/842/3066842_2da744704c_s.jpg" alt="000t051RsbY" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="000r051RsbY" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/000r051rsby/3066843"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/843/3066843_f8bda14921_s.jpg" alt="000r051RsbY" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="000602DEILD" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/000602deild/3066844"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/844/3066844_e0c178e07d_s.jpg" alt="000602DEILD" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I dont know who are they but I suddenly found some of those woman photos in my husband folder.&lt;br&gt;They are really look sexy and that folder is in november 2008 it means nearly our married day.&lt;br&gt;Can I be worried now ? But my husband said I must believe him......um..........yeah~, I should believe him.&lt;br&gt;Only photos .................&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/14/are-you-worried-5218908/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-13:/2008/12/13/i-wanna-sleep-5215834/</id><title>I wanna sleep</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/i-wanna-sleep-5215834/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-13T19:15:35+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:15:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="026-cat-sleeping-01" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/026_cat_sleeping_01/3064708"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/708/3064708_ae1a9be413_m.png" alt="026-cat-sleeping-01" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It is really bad when you cannot sleep at nights. Really BAD !!!!!&lt;br&gt;Why ? Oh, bla..bla...it is only sleepless of a woman who is nearly 30 years old and her husband now going to a bussiness trip.&lt;br&gt;So ....she cannot sleep because feel lonely ?&lt;br&gt;Yeah~ maybe it is because now is 4 am&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/i-wanna-sleep-5215834/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-13:/2008/12/13/merry-christmas-5213927/</id><title>MERRY CHRISTMAS !!!!!!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/merry-christmas-5213927/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-13T11:22:31+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T11:22:31+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Coastal" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/coastal/3063599"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/599/3063599_07907c50eb_m.jpg" alt="Coastal" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wanted to turn to the time when I was 13 year olds .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;That Christmas time I looked like a princess and waited for my prince in the Christmas night. And my prince came ...hahahaha...they are my English teachers and they played the violin in the church band every Christmas nights.&lt;br&gt;I have never forgotten that night when my teachers took me to a small church in the poor area in Hochiminh city.&lt;br&gt;The smell of the river was in that night, the happy faces of the people when the band came, the poor of the houses, the small streets, the small church and the lights of hundreds of candles in the church, made me really wanted to cry. I thought that was the best playing of the church band. &lt;br&gt;Because I am a Budhist, so I could not sit in the church hall and sang the Christmas songs and prayed with every people. I only could stand in the back side of the stage and heard the melodies .  But my feeling was enough and at 12 pm, the bell on the bottom of the church rang as wanted to say that Merry Christmas with every body in that poor area. My teachers stopped playing and took me to go around the city and they said : Cindellera needs to come back home at 12 pm but you should enjoy more time with us .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;After many years, I cannot come back that church in every Christmas time because I cannot remember the way. It was as a dream in my life so thats why I always want to make the wedding ceremony in a church. But it is so funny because I am Budhist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Last year, Jiro came to Hanoi in Christmas time but we could not go to the church near the hotel he stayed. And because we had many drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;This year, I even cannot go anywhere in Christmas night. Jiro have to go to work and with him, after coming back home it means his day is stop. Dont go outside again. bla...bla...bla.......my christmas, my birthday, my new year, and my valentine from now are the day as every day...............mmmmm........&lt;br&gt;My little girlfriend asked me yesterday that : If you were here now, have you wantd to drink with me all night ?&lt;br&gt;Ah~, yes, she always wants to drink with me in the winter season because go to a bar is wamer than outside. And young bar has the happy price for customers. But I really love the Tequilla wine in that bar. &lt;br&gt;Jiro said : I would buy the cake. I really need a cake ? A cake is really enough ?&lt;br&gt;All I want is turn back the time when I was 13. hahahahaha.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Oh ~, but now need to say : &lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;*Merry Christmas to you !!!&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/merry-christmas-5213927/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-12-13:/2008/12/13/summer-time-5213560/</id><title>Summer time</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/summer-time-5213560/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-12-13T09:50:28+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T09:50:28+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="summer-holidays" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/summer_holidays/3063465"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/465/3063465_049612ba3b_m.jpg" alt="summer-holidays" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="summer-holidays-2" href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/summer_holidays_2/3063466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/466/3063466_13d3984afe_m.jpg" alt="summer-holidays-2" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/467/3063467_1cc8afec60_m.jpg" alt="summer-holidays-3" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to post these photos because my love with LG staffs. But that time, I needed to prepare for my wedding so I could not go with them to Ha Long bay. What a pity !&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In those photos, there was some body left the company, somebody still stays in. Little sad when I heard about that.&lt;br&gt;Why&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/12/13/summer-time-5213560/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-09-24:/2008/09/24/more-and-more-4771166/</id><title>More and More</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/more-and-more-4771166/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-09-24T06:58:07+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:58:07+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/untitled_1/2837998" title="Untitled-1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/998/2837998_5e28dae7d1_m.jpg" alt="Untitled-1" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/untitled_2/2837999" title="Untitled-2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/999/2837999_39f84f7ea8_m.jpg" alt="Untitled-2" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/24/more-and-more-4771166/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-09-21:/2008/09/21/touch-the-greenfield-4758102/</id><title>Touch The Greenfield</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/touch-the-greenfield-4758102/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-09-21T16:10:05+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:10:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/que_20huong/2829906" title="que%20huong"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/906/2829906_c8c811579b_m.gif" alt="que%20huong" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If somebody asks me that which is in Vietnam that attracts me most, I'll take them to come to our fields, our green fields.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I still remember when I moved to the countryside of Hanoi 10 years ago, around my house had many greenfields. And when the harvest season came, the smell of summer rice was as same as the most perfume I had ever smell.&lt;br&gt;
Some families were very happy with their harvesting. I could see that in their eyes and pray for them for the next cultiver.&lt;br&gt;
And I could see the buffaloes went lasily with the grass was full in their mouth.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maybe Vietnamese fields are never can be as large as another country's field but it seems to have the poem inside themselve. And If you visit Vietnam, please don't forget to find a rice field and enjoy your time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/touch-the-greenfield-4758102/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-09-21:/2008/09/21/its-the-showtime-4757946/</id><title>IT"S THE SHOWTIME</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/its-the-showtime-4757946/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-09-21T15:36:16+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:36:16+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wed1/2829833" title="wed1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/833/2829833_c4bc9db5a8_m.jpg" alt="wed1" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wed2/2829834" title="wed2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/834/2829834_711af260b8_m.jpg" alt="wed2" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wed3/2829835" title="wed3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/835/2829835_58f9435c1d_m.jpg" alt="wed3" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wed4/2829836" title="wed4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/836/2829836_76041fb1cb_m.jpg" alt="wed4" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/wed5/2829837" title="wed5"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/837/2829837_86647e3708_m.jpg" alt="wed5" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/21/its-the-showtime-4757946/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-09-02:/2008/09/02/beforewedding-4669720/</id><title>Before Wedding</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/02/beforewedding-4669720/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-09-02T05:56:56+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:56:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_1184/2778259" title="IMG_1184"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/259/2778259_41466cbdcf_s.jpg" alt="IMG_1184" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_1182/2778258" title="IMG_1182"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/258/2778258_f3dff900db_s.jpg" alt="IMG_1182" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/092/2778257" title="---092"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/257/2778257_e3e08c628f_s.jpg" alt="---092" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/img_1264/2778256" title="IMG_1264"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/256/2778256_cb968e34c8_s.jpg" alt="IMG_1264" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dscn2353/2778255" title="DSCN2353"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/255/2778255_bb33b2267f_s.jpg" alt="DSCN2353" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/dscn2276/2778254" title="DSCN2276"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/254/2778254_45c4d4a62e_s.jpg" alt="DSCN2276" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/09/02/beforewedding-4669720/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-07-23:/2008/07/23/happy-birthday-4486371/</id><title>HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!!!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/07/23/happy-birthday-4486371/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-07-23T05:38:58+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T05:38:58+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/enjoy/2680300" title="ENJOY"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/300/2680300_3408b1274f_m.jpg" alt="ENJOY" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/07/23/happy-birthday-4486371/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-07-07:/2008/07/07/life-is-so-short-4413754/</id><title>Life is so short</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/07/07/life-is-so-short-4413754/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-07-07T08:33:53+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:33:53+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I have a friend.&lt;br&gt;
He died already yesterday but I didn't know&lt;br&gt;
Adn this morning I couldn't believe the news that I heard about his death.&lt;br&gt;
I still remember the last time I met him with his family and in my mind is still his last smile....&lt;br&gt;
He's as same as my older brother...but why did he leave the life soonly. He hasn't been over 40 years old.....&lt;br&gt;
Why the life is too short.....
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/07/07/life-is-so-short-4413754/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-06-17:/2008/06/17/the-earthquake-in-ichinoseki-japan-4326481/</id><title>The  EARTHQUAKE in Ichinoseki, Japan</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/06/17/the-earthquake-in-ichinoseki-japan-4326481/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-06-17T11:23:21+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:23:21+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;On 14th, June, 2008 an 7,2 richter earthquake happened in the North of Japan. It caused 9 people died and more than 200 people in hurt and dissapeared.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/1/2598141" title="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/141/2598141_cebcae6fee_s.jpg" alt="1" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;This place is near Kurihara, a street was damaged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/3/2598143" title="3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/143/2598143_b7e00304ec_s.jpg" alt="3" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Near the technology high school, Uguisuzawa in Kurihara&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/8/2598151" title="8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/151/2598151_52e2e2060e_s.jpg" alt="8" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The earthquake made the trees and stones fall down the high way &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/9/2598157" title="9"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/157/2598157_b6451e9a5f_s.jpg" alt="9" hspace="5" vspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;The stone gate in a temple fell down and damaged a car
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/06/17/the-earthquake-in-ichinoseki-japan-4326481/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-06-16:/2008/06/16/parfume-4320857/</id><title>PARFUME</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/06/16/parfume-4320857/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-06-16T06:02:24+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T06:02:24+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;If I had a thousand dollars, I would buy the parfume.&lt;br&gt;
If I had a million dollars, I would buy the parfume, too.&lt;br&gt;
I fall in love with all the man-made parfume but has the nature inside.&lt;br&gt;
How can a woman live without a parfume bottle in her bag ? And can she stop her wishing when she sees the magic oil in the crystal bottle ?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/76507973mu6/2595493" title="76507973mu6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/493/2595493_a0ec22a98f_s.jpg" alt="76507973mu6" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/aypae6/2595494" title="aypae6"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/494/2595494_433a61485f_s.jpg" alt="aypae6" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/love_peace_magic_to_love/2595495" title="Love &amp; Peace Magic to Love"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/495/2595495_25b7500c95_s.jpg" alt="Love &amp; Peace Magic to Love" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/love_peace_sakuraberry/2595496" title="Love &amp; Peace Sakuraberry"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/496/2595496_4d727a50ae_s.jpg" alt="Love &amp; Peace Sakuraberry" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/verawangprincessedt30mlon2/2595497" title="verawangprincessedt30mlon2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/497/2595497_de11a5d8db_s.jpg" alt="verawangprincessedt30mlon2" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Today is really bad day. First time, in front of the 100 LG staves, in the morning, the Sale manager throw all my designations to my face. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I only wished that time I could have a hole to cover my red face......&lt;br&gt;
And asked myself that what did I do wrong with him ???&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hot days and hot people.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/05/27/going-down-4228912/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:26111983.blog.co.uk,2008-05-26:/2008/05/26/short-letter-feeling-so-far-4224488/</id><title>Short Letter-Feeling so far</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://26111983.blog.co.uk/2008/05/26/short-letter-feeling-so-far-4224488/"/><author><name>greenfield</name></author><published>2008-05-26T16:11:05+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T16:11:05+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This time, If somebody asks me that what do I want most, I'll answer it's my sleeping.&lt;br&gt;
The hot weather is coming as the fire covers my body. Night seems to be shorter and the morning comes too fast. Another day begins as the night disappears&lt;br&gt;
That's why I only want to get up too late in every Sunday morning....but the reason why I have to get up early is I must go to have breakfast with my mother every Sunday morning. It's as the hobbies of our family.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Jiro now seems to be far with me, maybe that's because of the long time that I have to wait for him. But............why I have to go to work alone, and come back alone. Why must I hear my staves talked about their lovers and their own families???? Sometimes I feel that I look like a single woman, do everything in lonely, because I'm always the last staff who leave my office in the end of working day. Because I know, I don't have anybody who is waitting for me after a long working day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And yesterday he3 told me that the ticket air is expensive....with me, everything this time is so important. Married or not married, be a wife or not be a wife.......many question now is runing around in my head.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Another women can have a wedding as they want. But how about me ???? What do I want ? Has he ever asked the question like that ???? Has he ever asked me what do I need, what do I want for our wedding.????&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Life is as same as the stream. It flows forever and doesn't stop. I just want only think about what will I do next morning and always feel down when think about the office. But If I am not full of jobs everyday, what can I do when I miss him and need him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maybe he will so angry when read this posting but I only want to let him know that I feel so afraid now and he seems cannot make me calm down again. And because now I cannot remember all of his detail.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;9 months is more than half a year. 9 months can change somebody's thinking . Is it right ?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Does he really need me, really miss me and really want me to be his wife ? Does he really want to get married after a long time we're far away. And If somedays, when he gets up, meets another people and recognizes that I'm not the real woman he needs, what will he do ???&lt;br&gt;
As same that question for me...............&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;" Living needs your pure heart "&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Another day is passing&lt;/strong&gt;
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