<?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-33988729</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:24:26.925+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is a new day!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-116212989980124129</id><published>2006-10-29T23:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:37:32.896+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Painful separation</title><content type='html'>The day that My best friend return to her country is drawing near. It's hard for me to accept this situation because she and I've shared the time for six months. I can remember that first time we met each other at the school. She asked me "Shall we have a lunch together ?" It's my most unforgettable scean in my schoollife. As soon as we met, we hit it off and we've used eye contact even though we don't have enough skill to speak English. I know that she understands myfeeling deeply and she will always stand by me. I must feel helpless if she wasn't here when I had many troubles. Thanks to her I could overcome these troubles. I hope I will make her happy,too. So I worry about daily life without her from now on. Of course, I've got many close friends in Adelaide but she is a special person for me. I knew that we can keep in touch forever if we want to do that. So I believe that we can do that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-116212989980124129?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/116212989980124129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=116212989980124129' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116212989980124129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116212989980124129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/10/painful-separation.html' title='Painful separation'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-116108750104110189</id><published>2006-10-17T22:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:18:21.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A warning !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/fire_alarm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/320/fire_alarm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I fried a steak with sautéed mushrooms for dinner. Nowadays, I try to eat lean meat because my teacher suggested me the meat is good for us to keep our stamina. One of my housemate brought her friend and we enjoyed chatting while I prepared the table. Although I had used an extractor fan, I had opened the window to remove of room. Suddenly, some smoke set off &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a fire alarm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in our kitchen. I pressed a button to make it known that this happening was a malfunction as soon as possible. Next I opened an entrance and one housemate fan the smoke from a fire alarm. The other housemate cooled down the pan. Maybe it could run down in just 1 minute. Everyone helped me and nobody scolded me. They just told me it was a good experience for you. One housemate taught me before how to make do just in case. I could do as her lesson. But my trembling hadn’t gone for a certain time because I felt fear so much. However, I could reconfirm I’ve got excellent housemates. They said me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;“We are 4 people, don’t worry about what that!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-116108750104110189?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/116108750104110189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=116108750104110189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116108750104110189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116108750104110189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/10/warning.html' title='A warning !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-116065366759632560</id><published>2006-10-12T21:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:45:15.563+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/IMG_2329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/200/IMG_2329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Rose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Garden in Botanical Garden. Garden designer had pruned rose bushes and the roses are&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;blooming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; beautifully. I don't know what kind of roses there are. However, I could see a large variety of roses and enjoy &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sweet-smelling roses.&lt;/span&gt; If you know there are some fantastic rose gardens, please let me know as soon as possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-116065366759632560?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/116065366759632560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=116065366759632560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116065366759632560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116065366759632560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/10/rose-garden.html' title='Rose garden'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-116054658617163411</id><published>2006-10-11T16:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T16:03:06.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging is so fun !</title><content type='html'>Jogging is so fun!Do you like early morning? I usually think that just five more minutes and then maybe I’ll get up. But nowadays, I’ll try to get up early and take a jog along the river. So I can enjoy fresh air and I feel refreshed after I extend greetings to joggers. The other day, I sniff the rose while I was taking a jog. I found rose beds. Suddenly I remember that rose has been blooming now! So I have to go to Botanical Garden next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-116054658617163411?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/116054658617163411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=116054658617163411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116054658617163411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/116054658617163411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/10/jogging-is-so-fun.html' title='Jogging is so fun !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115968671450520755</id><published>2006-10-01T16:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:11:54.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication !</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, suddenly my housemate threw a party on our house. We made preparations for dinner since evening. Her friends arrived at house wave after wave before we were finished the preparation. But there was no need to hurry because our gests and we enjoyed the time and the place. Most gests were Chinese except a Russian and a Singaporean. We enjoyed our meal and wine for 4 hours. If I could speak fluently, I would understand easily the conversation. I knew that I have a good opportunity to obtain practice in speaking. I’ll try to take advantage of them now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115968671450520755?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115968671450520755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115968671450520755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115968671450520755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115968671450520755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/10/communication.html' title='Communication !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115855100358667134</id><published>2006-09-18T13:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:43:23.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexican Independence Day !</title><content type='html'>I made an occasion of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mexican Independence Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with friends on Saturday.  Actually, I have some Mexican friends who have been to Japan as stuffs of technical tie-up. So I know that the day is the special day for Mexican. And I could meet her classmates who have studied in Adelaide Uni. Some of her friends have specialized in wine courses. I could have a good opportunity to interview them difference between business course and making one. It’s good for me to get an unfiltered sounding of their opinions. Moreover, these opinions provide me with useful information. Thank you, love! Thank you for inviting me！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115855100358667134?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115855100358667134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115855100358667134' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115855100358667134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115855100358667134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/mexican-independence-day.html' title='Mexican Independence Day !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115855091250955676</id><published>2006-09-18T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:41:52.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>special dinner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/320/dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in my friend’s house on last Friday. She is Japanese who lives in Henley beach with her husband. We had the same English teacher but we didn’t know each other before I came here. Now we are close friends and we sometimes enjoy having a nice chat in dialect Japanese. It’s stress-relieving!&lt;br /&gt;We did some shopping for dinner and we had a good feed. We like seafood so bought raw oysters, prawns and Japanese eel in the central market and Little Tokyo. Ah, that’s good!! What a delicious dinner it was! Have you eaten Japanese eel? My home town is famous for ell dishes and I have favorite restaurant. An eel is called “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unagi&lt;/span&gt;” in Japan and “&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una Don&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” is that broiled eel served over rice in a bowl. Its tasty is sweet and soft. After dinner, we tried to pickle Kimchi, Korean pickles and we felt satisfaction with our facture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115855091250955676?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115855091250955676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115855091250955676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115855091250955676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115855091250955676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/special-dinner.html' title='special dinner!'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115794066061534152</id><published>2006-09-11T12:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T20:18:59.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Party ~</title><content type='html'>I had a Sushi party at my friend’s house on Saturday. One week ago I moved to a new place and a lot of friends helped me. I wanted to cook and entertain them. Fortunately, my teacher introduced me fantastic fish shop. The shop is in the east of town and I rode the bus to buy fresh raw fish. What a fresh fish! It’s difficult to find the fish of good quality in Adelaide. Moreover, shop assistants were all kindness and I could get some salmon and some tuna. After I came back home, I prepared sushi rice, miso soup and so on. Although I was worried that they could eat raw fish, everything came out right in the end. I was glad that my friends enjoyed my dish! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/???.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115794066061534152?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115794066061534152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115794066061534152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115794066061534152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115794066061534152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/party.html' title='Party ~'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115794005239197161</id><published>2006-09-11T11:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:00:52.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Food in our culture !</title><content type='html'>I made a presentation in my class on last Friday. We took up food in our culture as a theme. Our classmates come from different countries so I listened with great interest and I noticed the difference them. Especially, I was much surprised at Saudi Arabian diet. The country put great value on lunch. It’s perfect in food habit and I think that they’ve kept fantastic tradition for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the modern Japanese diet is full of variety. Stretching from north to south, Japan has different food culture from region to region. I like to travel around Japan because we can eat special dishes that are rich in local color. If my friends come to Japan, I want to introduce a lot of traditional Japanese food!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115794005239197161?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115794005239197161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115794005239197161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115794005239197161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115794005239197161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/food-in-our-culture.html' title='Food in our culture !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115762423174504894</id><published>2006-09-07T19:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T20:17:11.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A heart-warming story !</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I could move out of Glenelg into the city becuase &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;my friends&lt;/span&gt; helped me everything.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say to my friends, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for all of your kindness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am  enjoying my new life with my housemates. My housemates are 3 people and students in SA Uni. Everyday, I have a caht with them until midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, it was really cold and I don't have heater iin my room.  One of my housemates who is next to my room told me " You had better stay overnight  in my room tonight. I have a heater. Beacause I think it is getting cold midnight. If you sleep on your room, you will wake up because of cold." She worried about me, and we carried my mattress to her room. After that, we enjoyed this situation just like a school excursion. I could sleep very well. Outside was extremely cold but my heart was quite&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115762423174504894?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115762423174504894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115762423174504894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115762423174504894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115762423174504894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/heart-warming-story.html' title='A heart-warming story !'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33988729.post-115759917796563005</id><published>2006-09-07T13:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T13:19:37.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Restart!</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;My blog is something wrong. So I've started new blog from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33988729-115759917796563005?l=tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/feeds/115759917796563005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33988729&amp;postID=115759917796563005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115759917796563005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33988729/posts/default/115759917796563005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrownew-k.blogspot.com/2006/09/restart.html' title='Restart!'/><author><name>kyoko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09928264547504520797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5915/3738/1600/morizokikkoro.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
