<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 10:27:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>EFL</category><category>ESL</category><category>Japan</category><category>news</category><category>unclassified</category><category>Japanese</category><category>diary</category><category>movie</category><category>USA</category><category>education</category><category>sport</category><category>pop culture</category><category>culture</category><category>cross-cultural communication</category><category>music</category><category>TV</category><category>mystery</category><category>thought</category><category>Europe</category><category>economy</category><category>literature</category><category>book</category><category>translation</category><category>fashion</category><category>world</category><category>arts</category><category>politics</category><title>OUTRAGEOUS</title><description>Blunt commentary on language, current news, and pop culture from the perspective of a half-baked English teacher and translator in the state of unconsciousness</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-5692657387643628234</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T23:40:09.780+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>I need to get out of here...</title><description>Although I have been trying hard to make things improved, I kind of noticed that something was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out writing on this blog almost three years ago. And at that time, most of my entries are written in English, but recently I hardly write anything here. And I have written tons of entries in my another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost been lost my way. I was wrong. I gotta write something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right. I&#39;m not writing anything meaningful up here. I&#39;m just kind of grumbling...</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-need-to-get-out-of-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-2004399095042134099</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-25T00:47:04.498+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Fuzzy Logic</title><description>People can&#39;t always behave logically, but when it comes to discussing a matter, I want to be logical and I want the other to be logical. But, seems like it will be very difficult for some people...</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/11/fuzzy-logic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-2713291654064993023</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 04:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-23T13:35:14.784+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Feel in the dumps b/c I am dissapointed by myself.</title><description>Recently, I often hate myself. I feel that I have to go beyond what I can do right now. But, I often end up doing my routine.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/08/feel-in-dumps-bc-i-am-dissapointed-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-6092897090906042620</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 04:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T13:58:57.586+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>&quot;For now,&quot; which is a very attractive and scary phrase.</title><description>I&#39;m trying to do something. But, I don&#39;t. Why? Because I don&#39;t have enough time. Then, I&#39;m doing something else. And I&#39;m grumbling... I think I&#39;m so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all I have to do is forget the phrase &quot;for now.&quot; Then, I should try to work on what I really want to do.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-now-which-is-very-attractive-and.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-2913891910994790299</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 10:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-07T19:43:49.760+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Summer Vacation</title><description>Most Japanese business people are taking their vacations next week. But, I&#39;m not. I don&#39;t know if it is good. If I take a vacation, I want to go abroad. But, airplane tickets during the holiday season are kind of pricey.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-1203264399798864394</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2009 09:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-01T18:48:24.861+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Why I write</title><description>I just don&#39;t like the summer in Tokyo. It&#39;s too muggy, which often irritates me and helps me lose motivation to anything. I mean &quot;anything,&quot; not &quot;something.&quot; I can&#39;t do anything I really want to do or I&#39;ve got to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know. You may have this golden question in your head. You would say, &quot;So, why are you writing this terrible entry in poor English, outrageous2007?&quot; Right. Your question is so sagacious that I don&#39;t think I have the right to answer it. All I can say now is I&#39;m pretty much absent-minded and I don&#39;t know what to write and what I&#39;m writing, much less why I&#39;m writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me tell you a little bit about writing. Although I can&#39;t speak English as fluently as most of returnees and those who have lived in the states or other English speaking countries for many years, writing English is a pain (Maybe, reading my terrible English might be a pain for you, my friend). It&#39;s neither because I have a great command of the English language or because I can write good English. It&#39;s just because writing is part of my life, which nobody can eliminate from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I am, whoever is around me, no matter what language I use, I will write. I don&#39;t know why I&#39;m writing or what is making me do so. I write something. That&#39;s it.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-i-write.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-7536026351769406278</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T00:31:21.492+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>kind of happy</title><description>I have been away from this blog for a long time for some reason. But, today I just felt like writing something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had one thing that pleased me. I talked with a middle-aged woman studying English. She was a very good English learner, so I told her what I really believe about English language learning. As I talked with her, I came to realize that the way I&#39;m trying to reach was not wrong. Although it&#39;s not easy to make ends meet right now, I think everything will be fine in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it made me think that I have got to start out doing something different in my daily life. Although I don&#39;t know what it will be, I&#39;ll find it out soon and start doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably this entry is a little strange and most of the people reading this do not understand what is going on in my head. But, anyway I&#39;m kind of happy, not very very happy, just a little.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/06/kind-of-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-3924643782678278725</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-27T08:26:14.578+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Staycation</title><description>The Golden Week started out for some people. However, as for me, I have more two days to wait. Anyway, that&#39;s not a big deal. I have got little money, and I need to stay home. Therefore, it&#39;ll be just a staycation.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/04/staycation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-805087842208359877</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 16:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-19T01:31:19.867+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>We didn&#39;t mean to go to the sea...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmw_mBhbe7PxqZ2siccP66EwoNXb3Bj8I2w62QsC8LRP8oismki081oMnqHRY6UgHfSpDYDN82pLcYbLbPoGMxlDMUlEUtXsin0kx2QeSOzP7euDDua9mqObLQTe7h9hOygNcW3Wmiww/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326067820234996882&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmw_mBhbe7PxqZ2siccP66EwoNXb3Bj8I2w62QsC8LRP8oismki081oMnqHRY6UgHfSpDYDN82pLcYbLbPoGMxlDMUlEUtXsin0kx2QeSOzP7euDDua9mqObLQTe7h9hOygNcW3Wmiww/s400/DSC00326.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;We didn&#39;t mean to go to the sea&quot; is the title of my favorite CD. I just used it because I really went to the sea with my old friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don&#39;t remember why I went to the sea. Probably, the friend decided to do so, and I just followed. Although we were able to enjoy the scenery, we didn&#39;t have much time to be there. The place is far from where we live. It took more than 3 hours by train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;d like to have a more relaxed schedule next time I go on a trip to any place. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-didnt-mean-to-go-to-sea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmw_mBhbe7PxqZ2siccP66EwoNXb3Bj8I2w62QsC8LRP8oismki081oMnqHRY6UgHfSpDYDN82pLcYbLbPoGMxlDMUlEUtXsin0kx2QeSOzP7euDDua9mqObLQTe7h9hOygNcW3Wmiww/s72-c/DSC00326.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-8633739463044643164</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T00:47:41.847+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cross-cultural communication</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Do you give your partner a hug?</title><description>Today, I met my best friend living in Kumamoto. He came to Tokyo to visit his mentor&#39;s funeral. I ate lunch with him at T.G.I. Friday, and we ordered the same pasta. Since I didn&#39;t feel anything wrong with the dish I had, he told me it tasted too strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was flying back to Kumamoto today. I asked him if his wife would give him a hug. He just said, &quot;No way.&quot; Of course, I was kidding. But, in the states it is not unusual for a husband to give a huge hug with his wife after two day&#39;s separation.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-give-your-partner-hug.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-1065963717289058742</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 16:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-06T01:24:46.146+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sport</category><title>WBC</title><description>I&#39;ve been away from this blog for a while. But, I should write more often from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched WBC (World Baseball Classic). The Japanese team won, but I was surprised that the Chinese team was much stronger than I had expected. Although baseball is not popular in Europe, the Asian teams&#39; level is definitely getting higher.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/03/wbc.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-7158394206902327566</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 01:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-26T10:37:20.720+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Driver&#39;s License</title><description>It has been a while since the last time I wrote on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recently I had one happy thing. I got a Japanese driver&#39;s license. Although I had a US license a few years ago. I couldn&#39;t convert it into a Japanese one because several months had already passed since the day I came back to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I had to work on getting a license from the beginning and it was very hard. Especially, the written test was very difficult. I had to retake the test three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of the written test, I remember failing the written test in the US. I took the Japanese version first. But, the translation was horrible and I had to imaginze how the original Englilsh version was written while taking the test. Well, I took the English version on the second time and I passed it very easily.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2009/01/drivers-license.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-1242201394166921542</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Dec 2008 14:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-23T23:16:19.102+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">politics</category><title>Word of the year</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkI4DHrOQZO2-Zhd5L872Oc2JRXQdRYbkPrnUfM_DF_IFTuaoT4wl3KVPinbUK8mFe7tPVJh7cFY6p4q-IDv4RihBZjz3WdndE_5G_g0j3lMsNGKLMif4fSZtUekuXTtb169thMqpTiEY/s1600-h/stt0809062020010-p1%5B1%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282987372331571234&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkI4DHrOQZO2-Zhd5L872Oc2JRXQdRYbkPrnUfM_DF_IFTuaoT4wl3KVPinbUK8mFe7tPVJh7cFY6p4q-IDv4RihBZjz3WdndE_5G_g0j3lMsNGKLMif4fSZtUekuXTtb169thMqpTiEY/s400/stt0809062020010-p1%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... This is rather biased, I believe.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/12/word-of-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkI4DHrOQZO2-Zhd5L872Oc2JRXQdRYbkPrnUfM_DF_IFTuaoT4wl3KVPinbUK8mFe7tPVJh7cFY6p4q-IDv4RihBZjz3WdndE_5G_g0j3lMsNGKLMif4fSZtUekuXTtb169thMqpTiEY/s72-c/stt0809062020010-p1%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-3986657130707069564</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 03:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T13:08:48.948+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">EFL</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ESL</category><title>Don&#39;t too much rely on your dictionary.</title><description>Need to update this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to Japan and started working at an English language school, one Japanese bilingual teacher asked me this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How many fingers do you have?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think, I have ten (fingers),&quot; I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, he didn&#39;t say that my answer was right. Why? Let&#39;s take a look at a dictionary written for ESL learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Collins Cobuild Advanced Dictionary of American Enlgish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Your &lt;strong&gt;hands&lt;/strong&gt; are the parts of your body at the end of your&lt;br /&gt;arms. Each hand has four fingers and a thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He insisted that a person have eight fingers, relying on this dictionary definition. Well,... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a native speaker of English, so I have been asking my American friends this question. I haven&#39;t found anyone who immediately answered &quot;eight&quot; yet.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/12/dont-too-much-rely-on-your-dictionary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-1590089635522445546</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Dec 2008 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-19T01:32:12.460+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">EFL</category><title>Dialog for English conversation</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGCwQnpSgw4THzMthlcCUP9vPhnoGmhDMV-5A7cYaAQArgTFnEtbgCfVamkxyWGzdMHuovGDDIqpxfQHbtmIHnyDB-uaA0Wnwda0U4bXPQtadroPe1GbG9FCD0bDWktaavMwzpkioyF4/s1600-h/couple.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275851729933862530&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGCwQnpSgw4THzMthlcCUP9vPhnoGmhDMV-5A7cYaAQArgTFnEtbgCfVamkxyWGzdMHuovGDDIqpxfQHbtmIHnyDB-uaA0Wnwda0U4bXPQtadroPe1GbG9FCD0bDWktaavMwzpkioyF4/s400/couple.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kana and Hide are having a conversation. Hide showed up ten minutes late. Kana looks mad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You&#39;re late. What have you been up to? I&#39;ve been waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Sorry. From now on, I&#39;ll try not to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You&#39;ve said something like that before. This is the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: This time, I&#39;m serious. Believe me. Give me the third chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: Some people say, &quot;Misfortune always comes in threes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, don&#39;t get so serious. Haste makes waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You are driving me mad. Three-strike-out, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Don&#39;t scare me, please. I am too timid to take strong words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: Whatever. Whenever I say something important, you&#39;re not listening, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This dialog above was written to explain that if you put too many idioms in conversation, it would sound strange. Anyway, the dialog seems to sound strange.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;After reading some comment about the dialog, I&#39;ve changed a bit. It became more idiomatic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=====================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You&#39;re late. What have you been up to? I&#39;ve been waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Sorry. From now on, I&#39;ll try not to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You&#39;ve said something like that before. This is the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: This time, I&#39;m serious. Believe me. Give me a third chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: They say, &quot;Misfortune always comes in threes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, don&#39;t be so serious. Haste makes waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: You are driving me mad. Three strikes, you&#39;re out, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide&lt;/strong&gt;: Lighten up, dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kana&lt;/strong&gt;: Whatever. Whenever I say something important, you&#39;re not listening.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/12/dialog-for-english-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGCwQnpSgw4THzMthlcCUP9vPhnoGmhDMV-5A7cYaAQArgTFnEtbgCfVamkxyWGzdMHuovGDDIqpxfQHbtmIHnyDB-uaA0Wnwda0U4bXPQtadroPe1GbG9FCD0bDWktaavMwzpkioyF4/s72-c/couple.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-5804062005958307527</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-22T23:04:42.977+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">EFL</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>They should be &quot;stamps&quot; and &quot;others&quot;</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEGz9kBCRSLnid8jxJ95htnL2pDO8I12JKImDZpR2lp-0LhAwAF-Md3N6ZCmHUuwsMrl3Zr9NmvtywGpT75f6UoVkeWyp9hsuQb_HeVqvD1SUX6xzCYejS2oZb0zBxcx0JTyylXgN80Q/s1600-h/ather.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271482293629813442&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEGz9kBCRSLnid8jxJ95htnL2pDO8I12JKImDZpR2lp-0LhAwAF-Md3N6ZCmHUuwsMrl3Zr9NmvtywGpT75f6UoVkeWyp9hsuQb_HeVqvD1SUX6xzCYejS2oZb0zBxcx0JTyylXgN80Q/s400/ather.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-should-be-stamps-and-others.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEGz9kBCRSLnid8jxJ95htnL2pDO8I12JKImDZpR2lp-0LhAwAF-Md3N6ZCmHUuwsMrl3Zr9NmvtywGpT75f6UoVkeWyp9hsuQb_HeVqvD1SUX6xzCYejS2oZb0zBxcx0JTyylXgN80Q/s72-c/ather.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-8750366225568304474</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-20T11:48:22.147+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie</category><title>Who is the woman?</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStBUIlralbk0f7NMng_plKc1P3zPQ0YMoaLgcBX1T4ePOGUTlYnhlXClmqeAIYIQLDrmqK641I2Qu33E2P8Q3h-wp9hgJ2fgvMt0r4JwuQmtBkgMelOVnOaZcu4KbV_xD29l2Rqm9ul3Y/s1600-h/Winona+Ryder.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270565558102495330&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStBUIlralbk0f7NMng_plKc1P3zPQ0YMoaLgcBX1T4ePOGUTlYnhlXClmqeAIYIQLDrmqK641I2Qu33E2P8Q3h-wp9hgJ2fgvMt0r4JwuQmtBkgMelOVnOaZcu4KbV_xD29l2Rqm9ul3Y/s400/Winona+Ryder.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is she really Winona Ryder? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can&#39;t say anything about the picture...&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-is-woman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgStBUIlralbk0f7NMng_plKc1P3zPQ0YMoaLgcBX1T4ePOGUTlYnhlXClmqeAIYIQLDrmqK641I2Qu33E2P8Q3h-wp9hgJ2fgvMt0r4JwuQmtBkgMelOVnOaZcu4KbV_xD29l2Rqm9ul3Y/s72-c/Winona+Ryder.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-7023445187801299830</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 14:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-14T23:14:08.314+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">EFL</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ESL</category><title>TOEIC Part 1 Question</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVZEyd6etplIh_clrEGq3XkMvH9ce9ljU8EFlNj6dWCEuu_D52t23Mg8KfE-NzpuDIRmwASYG12Jz9JPreDEHaAZjMlZIZBjQZn3VjIpE6LNZGpb_0zVzhRUp_CGT-H4x9-MwBDtD7HdH/s1600-h/20081111-00000004-jijp-int-view-000%5B1%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268516049743584146&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVZEyd6etplIh_clrEGq3XkMvH9ce9ljU8EFlNj6dWCEuu_D52t23Mg8KfE-NzpuDIRmwASYG12Jz9JPreDEHaAZjMlZIZBjQZn3VjIpE6LNZGpb_0zVzhRUp_CGT-H4x9-MwBDtD7HdH/s400/20081111-00000004-jijp-int-view-000%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The woman is carrying a lot of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;b) The woman is putting on her glasses.&lt;br /&gt;c) There are a lot of beef in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;d) The woman is talking with a lot of people.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/11/toeic-part-1-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiVZEyd6etplIh_clrEGq3XkMvH9ce9ljU8EFlNj6dWCEuu_D52t23Mg8KfE-NzpuDIRmwASYG12Jz9JPreDEHaAZjMlZIZBjQZn3VjIpE6LNZGpb_0zVzhRUp_CGT-H4x9-MwBDtD7HdH/s72-c/20081111-00000004-jijp-int-view-000%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-2299746611625647165</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 06:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T15:26:20.786+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>Sprite and 7UP</title><description>I found the information below through the internet. It is surprising to know that Sprite and 7UP are not sold well in Japan. Tastes differ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softdrink you would like to drink once again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mellow Yellow&lt;br /&gt;2. Hachimitsu Lemon (&quot;Honey Lemon&quot;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ambasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;4. Sprite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;5. 7UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kiriri&lt;br /&gt;7. Kocha Kaden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;8. Mountain Dew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Dr. Pepper&lt;br /&gt;10. HI-C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://narinari.com/Nd/2006066108.html&quot;&gt;http://narinari.com/Nd/2006066108.html&lt;/a&gt; (Written in Japanese)</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/11/sprite-and-7up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-3097155334869317562</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Nov 2008 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-08T01:54:43.829+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>Never-ending journey</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOGUoOAWxQVhhgpkuKHZBScJGAszoKTlZbTTo93zAL4_4qgKmcBtUAgm2sWTqcc-OCyHdt3WT2406A-cxP5Pb1neRpTZPpcupgBWHlKLJykkC5MTvDNV2SRd5MSFXdv4WBslPSJTthx-I/s1600-h/Mr.+Children.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265953370582536674&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOGUoOAWxQVhhgpkuKHZBScJGAszoKTlZbTTo93zAL4_4qgKmcBtUAgm2sWTqcc-OCyHdt3WT2406A-cxP5Pb1neRpTZPpcupgBWHlKLJykkC5MTvDNV2SRd5MSFXdv4WBslPSJTthx-I/s400/Mr.+Children.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if you can&#39;t see the goal yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the same route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take the same route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if other routes seem right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold your dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold your dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if you look stuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write a poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Write a poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if nobody reads it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sing the song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if people laugh at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/11/never-ending-journey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDOGUoOAWxQVhhgpkuKHZBScJGAszoKTlZbTTo93zAL4_4qgKmcBtUAgm2sWTqcc-OCyHdt3WT2406A-cxP5Pb1neRpTZPpcupgBWHlKLJykkC5MTvDNV2SRd5MSFXdv4WBslPSJTthx-I/s72-c/Mr.+Children.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-2857928913281920525</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-28T01:02:11.823+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">diary</category><title>What is the most important thing?</title><description>My room is very messy because there are a lot of books. However, I haven&#39;t even touched most of them. While trying to touch any of the stacks around my desk, I drop by a bookstore and buy another book that looks interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it happen? Partly because I am interested in many things, which is not a bad thing. Mostly because I can&#39;t control my schedule, though, which is a really bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I must have much more free time than most of Japanese business people. I am not working as a parttimer. I teach a few classes in a week, and I have to prepare for them. The rest is my free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see a picture hung on the wall. That says &quot;New Year&#39;s Resolution: 2008.&quot; It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Get a TOEIC score of over 950&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I? Not yet. My maximum score is 945. Maybe the one I took last Sunday might be. But, God only knows the result so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pass STEP EIKEN (1st Grade)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I? Not yet. Actually, I surely know why I can&#39;t make it. Vocabulary. But, I haven&#39;t finished any vocabulary book since New Year&#39;s Day in 2008. The last time I took the EIKEN, I felt that my reading skills should be improved too. While taking the listening part, I couldn&#39;t choose the best answer despite the fact that I understood almost all of the tape because of being unable to finish reading the answer choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Get a TOEFL score over 100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I? No. I even haven&#39;t taken the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have intended to take the Cambridge Exam (CPE) after the previous three targets are accomplished. But, none of them hasn&#39;t been conquered. So, I can&#39;t start to set a target for the Cambridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as a mater of fact, the most important thing is not to pass these exams. As you know, there are some people with higher TOEIC/TOEFL scores can&#39;t speak English fluently. Most of the EIKEN words are not frequently used. The Cambrige is said to be much better than other English language exams, but it is still just a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the most important thing is to keep learning English. I thought that I have learned a lot about the English language while completing my master&#39;s in TESL in the states. However, I can&#39;t be satisfied with my skills now, and I even feel my English is getting worse at times. Whenever I speak to native speakers in Tokyo, I can recognize how awkwardly I speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to say that it is because I don&#39;t use English now as often as I used to. But, I know many people who learned to speak better English than me only with domestic language learning. My English learning is not a competition, I am learning for myself. Whenever I hear about those people, I feel embarassed. If I didn&#39;t improve my English again, I would undervalue my MA-TESL and feel sorry for the professors who were really helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7Z9RicnCJ8BGw-jsyKDrhz-RBG3kikk845vw0Emzv-EUN2qw9PMKH_U4Z2TcnSnEJDh5QRfmuHWwlw969-kvhyphenhyphenoqYVddh_HVWJDdFSjusfCuAoak3WhvumUCPGL4yyie2nhuL0VUMyT4/s1600-h/Steve+Sanders+a.k.a.+Ian+Ziering.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261862910744615698&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7Z9RicnCJ8BGw-jsyKDrhz-RBG3kikk845vw0Emzv-EUN2qw9PMKH_U4Z2TcnSnEJDh5QRfmuHWwlw969-kvhyphenhyphenoqYVddh_HVWJDdFSjusfCuAoak3WhvumUCPGL4yyie2nhuL0VUMyT4/s400/Steve+Sanders+a.k.a.+Ian+Ziering.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I have to try to use my free time in order to speak/write good English again and to understand English up to nearly 100%. Hope I can keep this motivation forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of getting back to the states soon. Before that, though, I will start to learn English again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;Steve is a good guy. He reflects himself whenever he screws up. But, he often forgets what he reflects about. I&#39;ll try not to do the same mistake as he does. &lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-is-most-important-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja7Z9RicnCJ8BGw-jsyKDrhz-RBG3kikk845vw0Emzv-EUN2qw9PMKH_U4Z2TcnSnEJDh5QRfmuHWwlw969-kvhyphenhyphenoqYVddh_HVWJDdFSjusfCuAoak3WhvumUCPGL4yyie2nhuL0VUMyT4/s72-c/Steve+Sanders+a.k.a.+Ian+Ziering.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-8925397084217322128</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Oct 2008 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T20:30:42.125+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><title>What?</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJlotmfVWRECyMCPeU9e7ofXjLfcnqOFm4fHsMPpJD2cQb5UXIFVE7Z-KEIZfOyk46eQPNrzo38HLorsfaoFjvG6AVG10MeREielSXvfrV-j2kMn_ddzqhOHBOj8BPnSWYWsea87fxIrC/s1600-h/owl.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261794570426969026&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJlotmfVWRECyMCPeU9e7ofXjLfcnqOFm4fHsMPpJD2cQb5UXIFVE7Z-KEIZfOyk46eQPNrzo38HLorsfaoFjvG6AVG10MeREielSXvfrV-j2kMn_ddzqhOHBOj8BPnSWYWsea87fxIrC/s400/owl.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw these statues of owls for the first time. I have lived in Tokyo for more than 25 years, though.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/10/what.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaJlotmfVWRECyMCPeU9e7ofXjLfcnqOFm4fHsMPpJD2cQb5UXIFVE7Z-KEIZfOyk46eQPNrzo38HLorsfaoFjvG6AVG10MeREielSXvfrV-j2kMn_ddzqhOHBOj8BPnSWYWsea87fxIrC/s72-c/owl.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-5482677124654282396</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-24T23:30:58.277+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movie</category><title>Love in thoughts</title><description>Have you seen the German movie &lt;em&gt;Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken&lt;/em&gt; (English title: &lt;em&gt;Love in &lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-9NZpB6rZJ_tjliTn50IRcK1RKZSb3qgPOlpkGfycGYJSINITDnBhaCjRxpBlE3_RLrAQ9xf_i9H_7RqvXCetPycLq0730RFbfjlf0vdRniJd24GrAtWRaxrhx8YqFKLtHot0rEGlBenl/s1600-h/Love+in+Thoughts.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260725876033578370&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-9NZpB6rZJ_tjliTn50IRcK1RKZSb3qgPOlpkGfycGYJSINITDnBhaCjRxpBlE3_RLrAQ9xf_i9H_7RqvXCetPycLq0730RFbfjlf0vdRniJd24GrAtWRaxrhx8YqFKLtHot0rEGlBenl/s400/Love+in+Thoughts.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt;)? I saw it about a week ago and I was pretty much impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie describes rich teenagers. The atmosphere of the movie is hardly shown in any American teen movies or TV dramas, though. In most of the American teen movies, main characters could make a mistake but all of them have positive thoughts. However, the main characters in &lt;em&gt;Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken&lt;/em&gt; are rather negative and the fact makes the movie good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the girl named Hilde. Probably most people thinks of her a bad girl. But, I kind of understand why she behaves. She knows that she won&#39;t be able to be liked by a lot of guys around her for a long time and tries to enjoy the short time that looks shining.</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-in-thoughts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-9NZpB6rZJ_tjliTn50IRcK1RKZSb3qgPOlpkGfycGYJSINITDnBhaCjRxpBlE3_RLrAQ9xf_i9H_7RqvXCetPycLq0730RFbfjlf0vdRniJd24GrAtWRaxrhx8YqFKLtHot0rEGlBenl/s72-c/Love+in+Thoughts.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-1823996411704652023</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T23:38:18.615+09:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Japan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">news</category><title>Leah Dizon gets hitched</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHwaxBwX07PULIUqXOSUSQ0me3NW-JXcOJySb67hqbpObgHTZEchInd_NNQvdwVrn5yOGt9ZKdtFpde4u4TGQ2IxicM0poh8RzsiO1U-a6Xr-4OQQ0r94xUavevEUmollVExueSVuowsy/s1600-h/photo01_0702%5B1%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257017068250072274&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHwaxBwX07PULIUqXOSUSQ0me3NW-JXcOJySb67hqbpObgHTZEchInd_NNQvdwVrn5yOGt9ZKdtFpde4u4TGQ2IxicM0poh8RzsiO1U-a6Xr-4OQQ0r94xUavevEUmollVExueSVuowsy/s400/photo01_0702%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leah Dizon announced that she got married. But, unlike Howard Stern&#39;s news below, I couldn&#39;t find any article with the phrase &quot;get hitched.&quot; Of course, you can&#39;t find much information about Leah Dizon in English. Is she really American? &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/10/leah-dizon-gets-hitched.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHwaxBwX07PULIUqXOSUSQ0me3NW-JXcOJySb67hqbpObgHTZEchInd_NNQvdwVrn5yOGt9ZKdtFpde4u4TGQ2IxicM0poh8RzsiO1U-a6Xr-4OQQ0r94xUavevEUmollVExueSVuowsy/s72-c/photo01_0702%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2604879676055871993.post-138769667370935334</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 01:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-05T10:48:13.363+09:00</atom:updated><title>the most important human of this century???</title><description>The new&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo3BGQuEmCcp8kgLpjwRB-VHEItKo9s8yjVan9ThsrKDedvCMBXN_Lcr_aJNuKePB1zza4UWV0ZgVd15lnjHCL6HTacYfPzo1qEUQxkqmS9XNq6YsC4LNWURhCHlE2OP1M22HW0aI6ZCk/s1600-h/week-in-music%5B1%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253479696700234418&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo3BGQuEmCcp8kgLpjwRB-VHEItKo9s8yjVan9ThsrKDedvCMBXN_Lcr_aJNuKePB1zza4UWV0ZgVd15lnjHCL6HTacYfPzo1qEUQxkqmS9XNq6YsC4LNWURhCHlE2OP1M22HW0aI6ZCk/s400/week-in-music%5B1%5D.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s did not interest me, but the phrase &quot;the most important human of this century&quot; made me laugh. This is a good phrase to teach the superlative to ESL learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;While we&#39;re speaking of prestigious female recording artists: Paris Hilton, singer, actress, and perhaps &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff6666;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most important human of this century&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, has released a new single entitled &quot;My BFF&quot;--which will coincide with the debut of her new MTV reality show, intriguingly titled Paris Hilton&#39;s My New BFF. In it, 16 women and 2 gay men will compete for the privilege of actually becoming Paris&#39;s &quot;best friend forever&quot; who, word has it, &quot;is hot, loyal and has the energy to keep up with Hilton&#39;s hectic lifestyle.&quot; Extremely large mirrors need not apply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo3BGQuEmCcp8kgLpjwRB-VHEItKo9s8yjVan9ThsrKDedvCMBXN_Lcr_aJNuKePB1zza4UWV0ZgVd15lnjHCL6HTacYfPzo1qEUQxkqmS9XNq6YsC4LNWURhCHlE2OP1M22HW0aI6ZCk/s1600-h/week-in-music%5B1%5D.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/thatsreallyweek/26036/sept-30-oct-6-politics-as-unusual&quot;&gt;http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/thatsreallyweek/26036/sept-30-oct-6-politics-as-unusual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://outrageous2007.blogspot.com/2008/10/most-important-human-of-this-century.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (outrageous2007)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJo3BGQuEmCcp8kgLpjwRB-VHEItKo9s8yjVan9ThsrKDedvCMBXN_Lcr_aJNuKePB1zza4UWV0ZgVd15lnjHCL6HTacYfPzo1qEUQxkqmS9XNq6YsC4LNWURhCHlE2OP1M22HW0aI6ZCk/s72-c/week-in-music%5B1%5D.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>