<?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-11281771</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:11:36.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>私の名前はあるMIZUYUKI KENTAである..... *\(^O^)/!!!!{日本}!!!!\(^O^)/*</title><subtitle type='html'>私は学ぶことを持っているすべてのSADDNESS の行き、私の生命を続けていくために割り当てた... 原因が私生命... 今住んでいる人生を。楽しまなければもならない!! 価値があることを幸せがありなさい! Must enjoy life now... i'm starting to find myself again...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11281771.post-114156131803260229</id><published>2006-03-05T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T04:22:02.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAWNS.. YAY BLOG COLLECTS WEBS LIAO~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/haircuts028.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEE, LOVE MY STUPID FACE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-114156131803260229?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/114156131803260229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=114156131803260229' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/114156131803260229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/114156131803260229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2006/03/yawns-yay-blog-collects-webs-liao.html' title='YAWNS.. YAY BLOG COLLECTS WEBS LIAO~'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11281771.post-112979856349127014</id><published>2005-10-20T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T01:58:11.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>方法更新! 衣服のズボンのワイシャツは服を着る!!! UPDATES! LATEST TRENDS IN TOWNs OF JAPAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;GOTHIC STYLE ゴシック様式様式&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/gothic1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffin like hand-held bag accompanied with black and white clothing to bring out the gothic style. further enhanced by a black cap and scarf. Very gothic indeed. The one on the left, dressed in suit like shirt, long pants. Again with the same colour combination of black and white. Looks complicated but it's actually very easy to match this two colours. It's always best to invest in black!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/gothic2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gothic styles in streets of Japan. Daring and interesting. Web-like hand gloves. Perfect White match with emphasis on black hand bag, Alice in wonderland look. Rugged and stylish look on the guy. High length black stockings with black platform, lace on blouse. Very gothic-licious...&lt;br /&gt;それらを愛するそれらを狂気の余分それら試みなさい...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the guts to Try them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mizuyuki Kenta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112979856349127014?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112979856349127014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112979856349127014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112979856349127014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112979856349127014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/10/updates-latest-trends-in-towns-of.html' title='方法更新! 衣服のズボンのワイシャツは服を着る!!! UPDATES! LATEST TRENDS IN TOWNs OF JAPAN!!!'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112954661487430010</id><published>2005-10-17T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T04:03:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>休日!!! 非常に幸せな非常に興奮する!!! 芸術作品はとても厄介である! No more loads of work! &gt;(˘Θ˘)&lt;</title><content type='html'>休日はここにある! いかにそれを使う行っているか?&lt;br /&gt;Japanese cute cartoons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/crazybunny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/crazybear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112954661487430010?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112954661487430010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112954661487430010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112954661487430010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112954661487430010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-more-loads-of-work.html' title='休日!!! 非常に幸せな非常に興奮する!!! 芸術作品はとても厄介である! No more loads of work! &gt;(˘Θ˘)&lt;'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112745237861438789</id><published>2005-09-22T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:13:12.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Key to my heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to obedience and warmth.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when everything is uncertain, one moment heaven... the next moment hell.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is traditional. Without saying anything, both of you communicate with your hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112745237861438789?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112745237861438789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112745237861438789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112745237861438789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112745237861438789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/09/key-to-my-heart.html' title='Key to my heart...'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112744964682012476</id><published>2005-09-22T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:02:55.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>金は色である!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Power Color Is Gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/gold.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You are engrossed in passions that mentally stimulate you.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You seek thrills and neglect what's important in your life.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You see dating as adventure and approach it with an open attitude.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;You passion for life makes others passionate about you.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"Am I Having Fun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Birthdate: March 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your birth on the 27th day of the month (9 energy) adds a tone of selflessness and humanitarianism to your life path. Certainly, you are one who can work very well with people, but at the same time you need a good bit of time to be by yourself to rest and meditate. There is a very humanistic and philanthropic approach in most of things that you do.&lt;br /&gt;This birthday helps you be broadminded, tolerant, generous and very cooperative. You are the type of person who uses persuasion rather than force to achieve your ends.You tend to be very sensitive to others' needs and feelings, and you able to give much in the way of friendship without expecting a lot in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #b6b6c2" align="middle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You Should Learn Japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d7d6de"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlanguageshouldyoulearnquiz/japanese.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're cutting edge, and you are ready to delve into wacky Japanese culture.From Engrish to eating contests, you're born to be a crazy gaijin. Saiko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Language Should You Learn?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learn japanese!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112744964682012476?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112744964682012476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112744964682012476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112744964682012476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112744964682012476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post_22.html' title='金は色である!'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112744787751994998</id><published>2005-09-22T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T21:01:31.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>私は不可解または何かであるか? Haha... Okashi...</title><content type='html'>面白いものあなたの未来を予測するか。笑い!!! Sunny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#98fb98;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Normal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i can confirm that i'm all along weird... haha. Actually i've already realise that long ago, just need affirmation... haha... So it's true... wAgagagA... WeIRdO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Should feel happy that i'm actually not 100% weird, that'll make me a sick-arse crazy bitch from venus... Heng-ah......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Career Type: Enterprising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/enterprising.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are engertic, ambitious, and sociable.Your talents lie in politics, leading people, and selling things or ideas.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Auctioneer - Bank President - Camp DirectorCity Manager - Judge - LawyerRecreation Leader - Real Estate Agent - Sales PersonSchool Principal - Travel Agent - TV Newscaster The worst career options for your are investigative careers, like mathematician or architect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WoAh!! Big-bucks coming through.... haha... All this jobs are so money making. Wee.... But i still believe that all come through Hard work! so study hard! play hard! learn to be independent and flexible in order to achieve something in life. Most importanly gain heaps and bounds of experiences that'll help you in your walk in life to make right choices... Cheers guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to deprive yourself of things you crave, for your own good.You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's so me... :)&lt;br /&gt;Life's full of ups and downs... Well, guess i'm gonna still be the funny goofy me... Hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange answers, strange questions... so fun!!! wEeEeE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live a life full of meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Because if you don't, no one will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あなた自身を憎めば意味愛&lt;br /&gt;あなた自身のので誰も意志&lt;br /&gt;十分に生命は住んでいる。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jurisdiction and Love propagation are my Prerogative&lt;br /&gt;私が制御し、広がり愛が私の特権であること動力を与えなさい&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mizuyuki kenta (金魚の花火-Oi-otsuka LOVE JAM)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112744787751994998?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112744787751994998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112744787751994998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112744787751994998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112744787751994998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha-okashi.html' title='私は不可解または何かであるか? Haha... Okashi...'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112693330016331178</id><published>2005-09-16T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T22:01:40.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>（ ´ω｀）キーとじこみやっちまった…（・ω・''）</title><content type='html'>愛はすべての苦痛の苦労へキーである。私は秘密のびん、それの中で、山富士からの雪の知っている。苦痛の苦労すべてを直すことを言う。信じるか?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/bear.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雪によって守られて耐える....&lt;br /&gt;待っていることか?&lt;br /&gt;希望ない...&lt;br /&gt;強いが... ありなさい.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School work have increased by heaps. So many projects so little time. Which subject to start on? What should i begin with? Where to get my materials? When can i begin? Who will help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/774028134.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は私が封じられていたように感じた。 The feeling of being held captive... The feeling of being lost in an enclosed area... Torturing the mental mind, toying with your feelings using sharp tools that hurts your soul.... You feel the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/polar-bears-28.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近い滞在永久に... 私を愛する私を私のための心配包含しなさい。Living in this world can be nerve-wreaking, as life continues like a never ending journey in search for love and the reason of exsistence... Who would eventually solve this mystery in life? Who would dare to stand out from the rest, emerging as a winner in life? Dare to dream. You fail to dream, your dreams will fail. Life is yours live it with people whom you care and love. Embrace and love then for all you can... The end is so near but seeems so far... It looks so sophisticated but simple to understand... Life, what are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/polar-bear-0003.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はだれであるか? 私はなぜ見る私の反射を傾くか? 私は私でない......? I've seen my own reflection more than you have seen yours... I've tried to change it more than you change yours... But it seems to me that seeing is not exactly believing, trying to change it is because you don't see and understand it... Actually there is nothing to change, because what you see in your reflection, is a change... Because what you see is not you at all... Difficult to understand, complex it seems... Nevertheless, continue to unfold yourself, out from your cocoon it's when you realised that the one you've always seen in your reflection is not you.... then you will understand the reason for all sufferings and joy brought to you...  Live a life full of joy &amp; happiness, enjoying life to the fullest. Being able to fly to the heavens without wings, float through bad encounters in life, smell the air like nobody else, frangrance and joy's in the air making you feel fresh and new again... Or continue engulfing yourself in total darkness allowing grief and pain to come over you, torturing the hell out of you, digging your every painful incident smashing it, grinding it right into your heart, making it scream out torrents of innocent blood that's brought upon inflicted by meaningless things of the earth... The choice is yours, it's in your hands, live it or waste it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命はあなたへ何であるか? ゲームか? ミステリー? または挑戦? What is your life to you? A game? a mystery? Or a challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mizuyuki kenta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112693330016331178?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112693330016331178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112693330016331178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112693330016331178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112693330016331178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='（ ´ω｀）キーとじこみやっちまった…（・ω・&apos;&apos;）'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112468569403050586</id><published>2005-08-21T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:46:02.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MICKEY!!! Mickey は向く</title><content type='html'>!!!&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/mouse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the trend MICKEY MOUSE!!!! Mickey here Mickey there, Mickey mickey everywhere.... OMG! どこでもまたMICKEY はそれらの... おびえた!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/mickey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOA! Neh Ji is mickey mouse de wor!!! go teh yi xia... LOL..... Americans are so daring.. *salutes.... but hor.. if thier breast small then mickey won't look as cute.... BLEAHS!! (&gt;_&lt;)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112468569403050586?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112468569403050586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112468569403050586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112468569403050586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112468569403050586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/08/mickey-mickey.html' title='MICKEY!!! Mickey は向く'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112468514257483120</id><published>2005-08-21T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T21:33:55.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So FUNNY一下!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (INDIAN EDITION) おかしい映像は笑いの笑いを笑わせる! LAUGH! STUPID PICS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/hahaindiansuperman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;インドのスーパーマン. Indian super man!!! R wuntu saffe the duay.....!!!! GaGaKa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/reset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爆弾を再調節しなさい! ブーム! Chi-ba-boom! Reset wor... so chio-yi-xia... HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b59/kentaban/aiyohead.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYO!!! THE HEAD!!!! LOL.. people at the back still don't help him wor.. LOL... so poor thing.. From far... he look like no head... LOL... 私の頭部か? lol.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed... they are funny... Very funny... People like them brighten our day!!! this concludes that indians are so funny yi xia.... LOL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112468514257483120?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112468514257483120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112468514257483120' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112468514257483120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112468514257483120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-funny-indian-edition-laugh-stupid.html' title='So FUNNY一下!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (INDIAN EDITION) おかしい映像は笑いの笑いを笑わせる! LAUGH! STUPID PICS!'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11281771.post-112461916581025408</id><published>2005-08-21T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T03:14:59.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>すばらしい土曜日!!! HAHA!!!! おかしく、愚かな楽しみ - Superb Saturday, Fun, funny and stupid! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;日本&lt;/span&gt;からの友人-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friends from japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was great! went down to orchard road to meet Miho-san. My japanese friend from tokyo. Finally she got a stable job and is thankful for my help in helping her find a job. Though the job was'nt recommended by me. Hehe. Meet at 1 at orchard mrt station. She brought a friend, Miyako. And happens to be one of my customers when i was working over at subway at raffles place! hehe.. Aiyo s'pore small leh... We were laughing like hyenas... Gakiakiakhehehe...... I stop them before everyone over there mistake that laughter as an evacuation siren and start running. Eat at SUBWAY. Their Fave.. haha... おいしい!!!-YUMMY... haha. haven touched subway for like weeks cause i've eaten subway for 3 months non-stop while working at subway.. UuuRrGgggHHH!!! Pukes... And i gave Miho a prezzie... a necklace.. and she love it.. over at subway both were screaming KAWAII neh many many times.. haha... everyone was looking. Then We were discussing about some japanese bath thingy, then style, cartoons then army.. haha. I told them that army is stressful, people might even die inside because of the stress... Then their face turn pale then they turn to each other and shrugs. haha. you should have seen their face! KAWAii neh!!! ahahaha. After Miho was saying in japanese "so-so-so-so-so!" to her friend. i was wondering what was that? haha. So-so-so-so-so funny... Then they say it meant ya ya ya ya ya in japanese.. haha.. so funny... so cute de wor.... haha. cute rite? so-so-so-so-so...... hehe. Then we went to take neoprint. At first i was asking.. after that we'll take neoprint okay? The huh? word printed on her forehead. i said. neoprint? japanese picture stickers? still no idea... then i found out it's neoprint-to. SOBs.. jus a to only makes big difference... next-to time-to must-to japanize the word-do.... haha.. sat is so fun... hahahahahaha.... Ate subway, mango desserts, chats, craps, and fun fun.. Not forgetting.. NEOPRINT-TO... BleAhS!(&gt; ; &lt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112461916581025408?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112461916581025408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112461916581025408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112461916581025408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112461916581025408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/08/haha-superb-saturday-fun-funny-and.html' title='すばらしい土曜日!!! HAHA!!!! おかしく、愚かな楽しみ - Superb Saturday, Fun, funny and stupid! :P'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-112427374082045716</id><published>2005-08-17T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T03:15:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UNGLAMの伯母さん + PERVERTの叔父さん + 狂気日本</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UNGLAMの伯母さん= The unglam tale of an lap sap aunty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forgot to blog about an unglam aunty on the mrt platform.. eeiiii.... so er xing yi xia... she was using the umbrella stuffing it into her back to scratch her back.... eeeiiiii... Aiya never take photo.. miss it! shoot! if not you all see le will also laugh to death.. the umbrella dunno pok the floor how many times yi xia lor! no lor, is pok many times lor... the floor so dirty and smelly dunno how many ah neh neh go step then she............... eeeiii... then she go scratch her back with it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*PuKeS!!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; -Wad a funny aunty!!! WagaGaKA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERVERTの叔父さん = The perverted uncle who follows young boys, EEEIII!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tell you all hor.. when i was shopping at the ntuc at jurong east.. this old ah pek keep following me sia!!!!! Me and my friend jeric ran about to siam him lor! so er xin yi xia can! he like playing hide and seek lor.. Actually wan to buy chips one.. but he chase us like that we dun buy liao... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STUPID uncle if i see him i make sure he buy 1111199989733652672853262839490390 chips for me! dun care!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;*tttwwwpphhttt!!!!!!!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狂気日本= Japan Crazy! *Rocks head madly, Tongue sticked out wags like a retard, eyes rolled up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHA! Wee! Japan rocks sia! hehex... this saturday going to meet mua jap fren her name miho-san... we met at buona vista mrt station.. so un expected and so like fairytale haha.. CRap... haha.i brought her and direct her to science park then like that she became my first japanese friend... hehe.. so cool wor to have a japanese friend... &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bleahs..... 0(&gt;_&lt;)0&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/11281771-112427374082045716?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112427374082045716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112427374082045716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112427374082045716'/><link 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forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do the silliest things, keeping the drink cup you gave, keeping your the food boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That night, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were looking at the stars, saying how far they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The jetty lights brightens the sea, the moon light lights up the sea it's glowing light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We pointed at the horizon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where we want to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We turn to each other and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We walk down the path, hand in hand, a reindeer band on my head, presents on your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we smiled we laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We celebrated christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The best christmas i must say, but the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The days of happiness could not last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking down the dark alley you told me, we were not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were not meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were not meant to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears rolled down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why must you do this to me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was suddenly abandon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt the pain of an orphan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt the pain of a wounded warrior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I felt the pain of a broken heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart cries out, for more of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart longs for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My heart recieves no answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But coldness i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cry every night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you understand the things i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The many many things i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it's my fault in certain ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes i feel so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This world is cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm too tired to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends and family, i'm not me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The times we spend can only be memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The end.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Of time.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Mizuyuki Kenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-112381217938232034?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/112381217938232034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=112381217938232034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112381217938232034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/112381217938232034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/08/do-you-believe-in-everlasting-love.html' title='Do You Believe In Everlasting Love?'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-111724522663842036</id><published>2005-05-27T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:38:27.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart very pain.... it's like it's being stomped by some really huge dinosaurs... OUCH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People change all the time...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they change for the better or even the worse... change is a very mysterious thing i believe.. because it comes and go just by a snap of your fingers. *do you know? everyone in the world's changing!!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jolin's&lt;/span&gt; assets are suddenly growing... stupid people like &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;calvin's&lt;/span&gt; getting smarter and smarter but he's forever BLUR... one of the writer went for plastic surgery... people are going after stars and their idols... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;brad pitt's&lt;/span&gt; going after the sausage lips &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;jolie&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;jlo's&lt;/span&gt; never been cranky until she filmed monster-in-laws... ben affleck made jennifer garner pregnant... &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;paris&lt;/span&gt; dumped her good friend &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nicole&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;kimberly&lt;/span&gt;... tv serials on channel 8 are getting lamer... branded face products have lame names like LA MER... in directly "lamer"... the irony is people still don't give a damn.. hey friends.. it might happen to you.. the change process! It might even happen now! haha... YOU have the potential to top the class even with your current F9s... YOU might even dump your friends for new ones... YOU might give up on your secret crush britney spears and go after fiona xie... nothing is impossible... so be brave to face the changes... be it bad, be it good.. i'm sure it's of use... it either brighten your days of your life.. or even teach you a lesson or two? cheer up if you are already tasting the bitterness of life.. because u are only biting on the surface of a bitter chocolate... bite through it and taste the sweet flowing caramel in beneath the candy and you'll be in for a good time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;HEART BROKEN?:&lt;/span&gt; lost a lover? fall out of a relationship? can't bear to give it up? hey! there's plenty of others out there.. why stick to your ex when they are already called EX??? Get a life! get a new partner!!! Yes it's easier said than done... things don't happen over night.. neither do changes... take your time.. days or months.. FORGET that person... falling out of the relationship is not your fault guys.. cheer up.. there are loads of other people out there too!!! cupid's still doing his job.. he'll struck you any moment from now... hehe. so do look out... time don't heal all wounds.. actually the one healing the wounds is your thinking... if you keep thinking that you'll be a failure in relationship and keep thinking that no one loves you.. you are not allowing time to help... by thinking in an optimistic way.. time's on your side.. giving you all the time in the world to heal your wounds.. wounds inflicted on the heart's the longest to heal they say.. but i believe it's the soul.... never let sadness overtake your soul and harm it... the heart's like the house of your soul.. if it's being damaged by the hurts and grief... it inflicts great damage on the soul-thus &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;heartaches, a couple of momentary pains like needles&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;broken&lt;/span&gt;- a crampy feeling at your heart aches every time your brain shows sad images of the past.. thus relieved by crying or cuts on wrist or on body... final stage of heart depression.... if this carries on the body will take a longer time healing the soul.. thus the victim will feel fatigue and extreme weakness occasionally... syptoms are: loss in appetite, thoughts of committing suicide, strange feeling as if your body's being controlled like a puppet, feeling sad but you can't cry out... etc... please heal yourself!!!! stop thinking the way you are thinking!!! go out have fun... be happy! yes it's hard.. like i said.. take your time!!!!! cheer up and hope you find your self in your new self!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SINGLES &amp; AVAILABLE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WOa woa!!! the group with freedom to choose! and potential to be great lovers... hey why are you still single dudes and babes??? ever thought of that? qualifications to high? after looks and body?? or is it you're hesitating until you have a stable career? haha. wadever the reason a word of advice to current singles! Choose life partner with care, meaning someone with both looks and inner beauty.. not forgeting that the person must love you truly.. not wanting only your body... some will disagree with me.. "no.. inner beauty is the most important!!!", "ya lor.. no inner beauty... no good... no good... my mother don't like.." OMG! if it's like that ask your mother to marry your girlfriend then... if inner beauty's the most important then why is it down-syndrome kids don't have steads? they are afterall pure at heart... innocent and need love.. so what if they can only live to a maximum of 30 years? don't people believe in romeo and juliet (3 days of love)...so why no one wants them.. the truth is... they don't look pretty and handsome.. in this world everyone is mostly materialistic... they go after appearance and body.. the built the curves.. but never knew that people with both looks and beauty actually exist! it's hard to find them.. they are the rare breeds.. ooooO.. Machiam catch pokemon.. nah.. they are not that rare... as in they don't hide behind bushes or hide in caves not wanting u to find them.. they are hard to identify thats all... people who believes in ONLY inner beauty will have to end up marring girls that look like yoda from star wars... and girls end up with guys that look like that "my pprreeecciioouusss guy" from lord of the rings... i pity them... watching star wars on the movie is good enough imagine seeing yoda everyday mopping the floor ironing the clothes.... it's like marring ruhua... eeiii.. turn off.... no one wants to marry someone ugly.. yupyup... but why go after only inner beauty when there's both looks plus heart? another illustration.. you wake up in the morning turn to your husband who looks like the golem from lord of the rings.... he turns to you "mmmyyy prreecciioouussss....." with two huge bulging eyes... pale grey face.. and a few pathetic strands of hair, with lips that are ready to kiss.... if you don't puke i'll chop off my DICK! seriously pick a partner wisely.. singles either ends up with someone who really loves you or someone who plays with your body and feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose well ya!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-111724522663842036?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/111724522663842036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=111724522663842036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111724522663842036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111724522663842036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/05/heart-very-pain-its-like-its-being.html' title='Heart very pain.... it&apos;s like it&apos;s being stomped by some really huge dinosaurs... OUCH!!!'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-111244174690113274</id><published>2005-04-02T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T03:35:46.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Love of all...</title><content type='html'>During the korean war, the americans and koreans were running away from the raids, bombing and rapid gun shots. It was a bloody massacare. there and then at that crucial time of escape. A eight months and a half pregnant mother is going to give birth... there and then she went under the bridge and went into labour. It was tough as she had to give birth all on herself with no professional help at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after sometime she gave birth to a baby boy... That day turned to a cold day, the temperature was'nt pleasant. She took off all her clothes even her under garment. And used the colthing to wrap around her new-born son. She then embrace the baby in her warm bosom. Hugging it tightly, while bearing the extreme coldness around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she stood there frozen after some time, with her baby wrapped in warm clothings in her bosom, warm and cosy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time two americans while fleeing for their lifes spotted them. they make thier way carefully down the bridge and took up the baby. they then bury the lady under the bridge. they adopted the baby boy and took good care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years past, the boy grew up to a fine young gentlemen. then he asked his foster parents. Where he was found and why is is adopted. his parents were waiting for this question for years... And eventually they told him about the whole story. The great love from a mother.&lt;br /&gt;The young men plead his parents to bring him to the spot he was found. And they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man arrived and cried. He took off all his clothes and stood there in the cold. He said"Mom... this clothes are for you.. rest in peace with them... i love you......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*RUE STORY*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-111244174690113274?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/111244174690113274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=111244174690113274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111244174690113274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111244174690113274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/04/greatest-love-of-all.html' title='The Greatest Love of all...'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-111162841447628375</id><published>2005-03-23T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:40:14.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenta A tuition teacher + Subway sandwich Artist + Mad Art lover = Ki-Sieow Kia</title><content type='html'>Argh! work work work ah!!! very tiring eh... aiyo yo... My tuition kid, Nathanael primary two is extremely smart k? he's chinese is far better than mine.. while mine's stand weak at a mediocre rate... very lousy and Paiseh.. haha... Nat's given a star for every perfect work.. which is he scored full marks... And everytime nat gets twenty stars he gets something from me... He has 9 stars lor... everytime i say "you want homework?" "YES!!!!" he replied, that way he'll be able to get twenty in no time... actually i can give him a nuckle-sandwich right into his puny face for him to see twenty stars.. but i think again and thought it was rather CRAP.... haha.. sorry dudes and babes.. i'm CORNY, that's the way i am... LIKE SPONGEBOB! LIKE MOJO! ahahahaha!!! k back to serious stuff... erm.. sandwich.. OOH.. god subway stinks like anything.. the pickles which is being called "Gertens" by ang mohs... and "jalapeno" for chillis.. so Ma fun leh... "Can i do away with the gertens.. And yes more Jalapenos over here..." customers will say that okay.. so if you DUN know wad are those when ya workin there.... i suggest you put ya head in the mircowave press 3 and ya head will rotate and heat up for 30 seconds.. enough for ya head to feel fresh from the oven!!! WEE~! hahaha! ya ya, fresh.. wadeva.. haha... but it's fun working there... haha! k then again.. BUAI BUAI!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-111162841447628375?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/111162841447628375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=111162841447628375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111162841447628375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111162841447628375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/03/kenta-tuition-teacher-subway-sandwich.html' title='Kenta A tuition teacher + Subway sandwich Artist + Mad Art lover = Ki-Sieow Kia'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-111120789308946737</id><published>2005-03-18T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T20:51:33.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenta Ban's RENEWED life!!!</title><content type='html'>After so many setbacks and sad moments.. i've grew and learned... It's new life for me... yes, i'm starting anew... FRESH! FRESH! FRESH! haha... this year's a tough year for me.. i'm struggling through facets of life... Juggling with problems and relationships... erm.. i must say it's my act of foolish-ness... that's the root of all my bad points. anyway i've climb another ladder, up to a brand new level of space for me to start a fresh... really would appreciate you guys if you would be there for me!!! will you? ............ Thanks.......! i've loads of sad, touching stories to write.. so do visit back here!!! And hope you'll enjoy them!!!! Arigatou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A life renewed, A chance....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard, in his 30s have been constantly consuming drugs secretly with his "friends" for the past 2 years... It's been ages since he had a proper family dinner with his blind wife, Hanna and his two kids, Ribby and Bonne, his two son, a pair of fraternal twins. Being a father of two, Richard never ever did his part in being a good father...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He comes home late at night, drunk and moody, and would beat up his wife and children for no apparent reason... Occasionally Richard would secretly sneak into the room to Hanna's drawer to steal the money that her mom sent her every month to buy drugs and beer. Hanna never knew of Richard's doing.. because she was Blind.... But her Ribby and bonne often talk about their father... Asking questions like "Why papa want to beat us everyday?", "mama i thought last year you say want to go Botanical garden with me and korkor and papa go see yellow flowers?",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i want to pluck yellow flowers for you and papa!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But hanna would just cuddle her two precious kids in her bosom and would rub gently on both of their heads....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One fateful day, Richard was caught for selling drugs... he was also caught of stealing from a provision shop... He was sentenced to 2 and a half years in jail.. and had to do corrective work and clean up the field area, wash and scrub the entire prison stairs, for extra punishment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Month............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 months......................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 Year...........................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard suddenly had memories of his wife, Hanna and his two beloved kids.... the pictures on the shelves the birthday cards ribby made for him... the over-cooked cookies bonne baked... The meals Hanna prepared.... The love of A FAMILY.... Tears rolled down Richard's cheeks.. he sobbed... He realised he made a grave mistake... he wondered how have they been? How's the kids now... He really missed those days with his loved ones... He miss them so much that he wanted to be right before them... a week before he was released he recorded his message and sent it back from the cell back to his home....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The message:"Dear hanna... i'm so sorry.... so sorry... ......... i've have been a bad person! Bad person............. Actually i've been stealing your money buying drugs.... this two years plus must be a hard time for you raising up the two kids... tell Ribby and bonne i love them the same! i'm sorry for everything... sorry. sorry.. sorry....... But hanna... would you forgive me? Ribby will you give papa a chance to start a fresh? bonne can you give papa 1 chance? will you forgive me? If you will hanna.... be there at the botanical gardens and be beside the tallest oak tree... the one that we had a family pinic.... My sons would know the way.... And if you would forgive me and let me home... Just tie a yellow ribbon on the oak tree... (Yellow's Hanna's favourite colour, RIB-by and BON-ne=RIBBON) And if the yellow ribbon is not there then i'll understand what you mean... i'll be there..... I will....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 and a half years. Richard was finally released... the fresh air was the first to greet him when he came out.. but then again he knew that he should be making his way down to the botanical gardens... to await his answer.... But he was'nt sure if hanna heard his message... His heart was pounding fast.... He hurried down.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He arrived....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He pushed the gates....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He ran to the the oak tree.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there was'nt A YELLOW RIBBON....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tears streamed down Richards cheeks........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But there on the oak tree was a hundreds and thousands of yellow ribbons!!! Ribby guided Hanna out from behind the old oak tree.... and on Bonne's hand was a sign it was decorated by the three of them.... It states "PAPA YOU HAVE CHANGED! WE LOVE YOU!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Richard was crying like a baby... he ran towards his FAMILY and gave them a big hug....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-111120789308946737?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/111120789308946737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=111120789308946737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111120789308946737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111120789308946737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/03/kenta-bans-renewed-life.html' title='Kenta Ban&apos;s RENEWED life!!!'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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-11281771.post-111016904158064154</id><published>2005-03-06T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T05:52:08.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Heavy Big box... Carrys to indoor stadium... To Mcdonald's... East coast... Ate Fish dippers.... Ice lemon tea... iced milo... Mcspicy Double... Smiles...Giggles... when on an adventure with Stars on a moonlit night... The noisy jetty at night... Sounds of gushing waves... wears a Reindeer head band... Child laughs... To the Toilet... On a Taxi... Igloo... Smiles... Presents... Surprises... Opened Presents... Found Astroboy stuff toys... Polar water bottle... Polarbear stuffed toy... Laughs &amp; excitement... Cards... Love letters... poked each other... Screams &amp;amp; chuckles... Back to Gifts... Shirts... Bag... Polar bear hand phone chain.. Hugs and Kisses... Headed for dream land... A night Filled with snowflakes, warmth even on a cold christmas... to be or not to be... Rings. Wore them... flaunt them... Laughs... Crossed our palms together, and slept... Sounds of the birds in the night... sweet kisses before i say good night... what's my christmas wish... to play together to sing? ha.. so childish... Sun shines... it's day again... greets each other with kisses on cheeeks, pecks of love from a little chick... when can i see you again? don't wanna lose you come put on the chain... "we'll meet very soon... on a christmas with a thousand flakes... i promise i will till then...." We bid goodbye with tears in our eyes... till then... I promise........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i awaited never came... who shall it to blame? i waited out there on the stormy day... today? tomorrow? yesterday? i cried and cried till my eyes went sore... munching on my apple till i reached the core.... I crossed my fingers to hope for that day... and i'm still waiting... till today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my polar bear when will you come back to my side? i've known there things i did'nt abide.. but i hope you will forgive me back then... i've learn to lock my faults in dens... i yearn to see you everyday... my love... my smuakz... my all... my bear..................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11281771-111016904158064154?l=nihongojin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/feeds/111016904158064154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11281771&amp;postID=111016904158064154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111016904158064154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11281771/posts/default/111016904158064154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihongojin.blogspot.com/2005/03/wonderful-christmas.html' title='A Wonderful Christmas...'/><author><name>Mizuyuki Kenta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12947098875225578038</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>
