Showing posts with label quickposts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quickposts. Show all posts

1/30/2009

Greeeen

I love many songs which are sung by Greeeen. My favorite song is “Kiseki” and especially like its PV. I was impressed by PV. I often watch many PV and listen to music by Youtube. I don’t rent CD because I am troublesome to go to rent these.

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Finished

January 28.
I finished all my tests. I may be able to remember a little more. I’d like to take all credits. Can I really take them? Thumpity – thump!

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Test..

January 25;b
I had much test from this day. I must study many subjects. I’m not good at remembering many words… I always remember to write on a note. It was hard for me to remember many words and sentences. I’ll stick it out!

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1/25/2009

New Car

January 24.
I went shopping to Rocky near house with my mother. Then we went to see new car because my mother was going to buy new car. My sister will use the car which we are using. I want to drive a new car, too. I think when she will buy one. I take pleasant;)

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1/19/2009

KEI * Happy Birthday Day

January 18.
This day was Kei's birthday day. So, we went to buy a present for him. We bought a necktie and a facecloth in Tsuruya. We bothered what we bought for him. Then we started to his party from 10 pm. 8 people gathered. We ate and drunk the food we like and sung. Of course, there was a birthday cake! and that, two cakes! I was envious of the facts;b

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Bowling & Lunch

January 17.
A bowling meet was held from 11 am in a bowling alley of a traffic center. Our club gathered 10 people. We had good times and grew our times. Then we won the second place in a division of women and gave a gift certificate. It was finished past 2 pm and we ate out lunch in Tsuruya. We ate omlet containing fried rices and parfaits. It was delicious. I ate many kinds of omlet.

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1/07/2009

Free-writing; Future Events

I'm going to have a junior high school reunion on January 12, 2009. We have a coming of age celebration in the morning. Then we move a high school which I have been for 3 years with everyone. There are many friends in KGU, I have some friends that I see such always. But the day is special day. We dress up and make up. I greet an events once my life. I have new good memories and I am lost in memories of my childfood. I worry if I can see my friends because there are a lot of people there.
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1/06/2009

New Semester

January 5.
New semester started. I met my friends for a long time. But it was so cold and I was in poor health. I'll stick it out!

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A Beauty - Treatment Clinic

January 6.
I went to a beauty – treatment clinic because I was asked my friend to make me practice of a beauty treatment. There was a shop near Tsuruya East floor. I felt good! I came to go there next time.

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1/05/2009

January

Recently, I often have a cold, so I am in poor health. I will have a coming – of – age celebration soon. But, I don’t still buy a cloth and accessories. I must buy new items early.

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1/01/2009

New Year's Day




January 1st.


Today was New Year's Day. We ate Osechi - dishes. We eat herring roe, boiled fish paste, sea tangle and so on but we are different from each family. Then we gave a New Year's gift. I gave it to my father, too. I was very happy! I kept eating them and ate my full.




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12/21/2008

Poems

Time Joyce Grenfell
When I was a girl there was always time,There was always time to spare.There was always time to sit in the sun;And we were never doneWith lazing and flirting,And doing our embroidery,And keeping up our memory books,And brushing our hair,And writing little notes,And going on picnics,And dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing--When I was a girl there was always time to waste.Thank the Lord.When I was a young woman there was always time,There was always time to spare.There was always time to walk in the sun,And we were never doneWith going to weddings,Our own and our friends',And going to parties,Away at weekends,And having our childrenAnd bringing them up,And talking, talking, talking, talking--When I was a young woman there was always time to enjoy things.Thank the Lord.And when I was an elderly woman there was no more time,There was no more time to spare.There was no more time to sit in the sun,For we were never doneWith answering the telephone,And looking at the TV,And doing baby-sitting,And talking to our friends,And shopping, shopping, shopping, shopping,And washing-up, washing-up, washing-up,Writing letters, writing lettersRushing, Rushing, rushing,And we were always hurried,And we were never bored.When I was an elderly womanThere was never time to think.Thank the Lord.But now I'm an old old woman,So I want the last word:There is no such thing as time--Only this very minuteAnd I'm in it.Thank the Lord.
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12/20/2008

A Big Guest;)

December 18.
I had a part-time job. We had many reservations. A group of them was people of TKU and one of them was Araki, Chunichi Dragons baseball player. I didn't know the man but I was said to well-known announcer of TKU. I wish I had known the man more. I had a various experience.

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12/19/2008

Poems

Clouds Gregory Djanikian
It was a test on clouds, Science I, Seventh grade, Mrs. Snyder, who, I remember, always wore dark colors. My fingers trembled, I couldn't keep A point on my pencil, and in the next row, John Carlson was getting all the answers. Cumulus, altostratus, cirrus. What was I dreaming of? Clouds. They reminded me of Iowa or Kansas, Or my notion of them, expanses of wheat, Big skies somewhere west of where I was, Somewhere with rural addresses, dogs Named "Blue" or "Jake," and railroad crossings, And a boy's river lazing through farm and pasture. Cirrus fibratus, cirrus uncinus, Altocumulus, cumulus congestus I was losing time, my answer sheet Was white as a cloud, and there was A scratching of pencils on paper. What was I after? Summer. A hillside. A cumulus sky driven by the breezes. Kites, and kite string humming in the air. Shouts, laughter, in the distance only. Cumulus humilis, cumulus fractus Time was up and we were let go And I reeled out to the playground lightened. There was the bluest sky and I saw Fibrous wisps converging into grey. "Cirrus spissatus," John Carlson announced From behind me, maybe to himself, And skipped away at ease with the world. All the way home, I spat out those names I'd learned one by one, cirrostratus nebulosus, Altocumulus undulatus, cirrocumulus, cumulonimbus, Until I was left with just "clouds," Something vague and inexact, but prevailing, Like some notion of happiness, Or longings without name.
I think it is wonderful feelings, ‘longings without name’.
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12/15/2008

Poems

The Snow Man Louis Mac Neice
His memory was shaped by forgetting Into a snowman, handful by handful;In the end two pebbles for eyes and a cherry wood Pipe clamped in the thin lipped mouth. But was this fellow really his past,This white dummy in a white waste?While the censor works, while the frost holds,Perhaps he will pass--but then he will pass. Yesterday was a dance of flakes Waltzing down, around, and up,But today is lull and smudge, today Is a man with a pipe that will not draw. Today is a legless day with head-on Idiot eyes, a stranded deaf Mute in a muted world. This lump Is what he remembered when he forgot, Already beginning to dribble. Tomorrow Comes the complete forgetting, the thaw.Or is it rather a dance of water To replace, relive, that dance of white?

To forget my memories, and that is existence of snow man. Then the existence of human.


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12/10/2008

Free - writing: Learning with computers

We can learn many things with computers. One of these is Internet. We watch websites, research much information, listen to music, watch movies make communications with many people. Then, we can do these rapidly and research easily. First, we can watch websites which we like, are interested in, want to know and are payed attention to people. Second, we can research much information which we must know and communicate much information which we must tell them. Third, we can enjoy ourselves by listening to music, watching movies and making communications. We must use computer in society life, so we must be able to use it.
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Learning with Computers

Learning with Computers

Challenges
  1. Difficulty
  • Computer functions
---Variety
---Complexity
2. Preventing physical strain
Communication
  1. Community
  2. English
  • Vocabulary
---Power words
Useful applications
  1. Computer applications
  • Power words
  • Word
  • Excel
  • Typing programs
2. Web applications
  • Blogs
  • Facebook
  • Typing practice tools
  • Audio/Video
---Skype
-Voice chat
-Video-conferencing
---Video-production
Internet
  • Reserch
  • Internet
  • Websites
Other
  • Music
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Brainstorming: Learning with computers

1. Words
  • wrting words
2. Excel
  • making graphics
3. Internet
  • reserching information
  • Music
  • Vocabulary - Power words
  • Blogs
  • Pictures

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12/01/2008

Poems

Delight in Disorder Robert Herrick
A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness : A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction :An erring lace which here and there Enthrals the crimson stomacher : A cuff neglectful, and thereby Ribbons to flow confusedly : A winning wave (deserving note) In the tempestuous petticoat :A careless shoe-string, in whose tieI see a wild civility :Do more bewitch me than when art Is too precise in every part.
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11/27/2008

Poems

In the room at duskA story about a man ,Getting close to the age of having nothing except thinking.The sky,Reflected by the setting sun,Now seen,From the window frame.A golden light there.He begins to think ,At the time when Summer is over. Now thinking of how to release something.After being released, then how to fill in.At first, turn or loosen it being fastened firmly.There is something important besides the procedure.It calls the sense of time.Feels like getting what it is,Immediately.But, my hands cannot function properly.How come?Power and breathing.Eyes focused on from the garden to outdoors,Where purple flowers and wild peonies are blooming.The head of a flower is swaying.The man who saw one piece of a petal falling down."Fed up with everything.",He said to himself,In an almost inaudible voice. It's fading away.Near his hands,Something fastened,To be released.The above-mentioned is just a prelude of this story.After being released,The edge should be raised.After being fastened,It should be kept for a long time.How could it be done?The other day,The man, holding up an umbrella,Walking on the path along the beach.Regretting to have already come out on foot.Rain and wind became stronger.How come in this case?What I have to fasten,Is an umbrella.At first fasten my wrist,And then, turn my feelings toward where?Toward my hands rather than feet.Noticed clearly the rain shower falling heavily.A car came,With head lights on.Holding up and waving the umbrella,Let me enter it.When the door was opened,One young girl was holding the handle."What a terrible day it is!" "I have a wife and a child.", The man said. "And a job, too. I happened to encounter you here." "The sea is stormy, isn't it?"This has been passed through."Everything has been passed through", Murmuring to himself, and fastened it on his memory."That is a lever." The man who let that lever slip down near his hands.Well, this man opened the white paper,In the room at dusk,Fed up with thinking,And drew pictures of big plus and minus screws.Suddenly it became dark in the room,And nobody knows what is fastened by drawn screws. Dusk stays. In my room where my wife and child are away, Only the sound of tearing silk, Creeping on my skin.

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