<?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-1934595625141785385</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:14:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saruwatari Michiyo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6690607784930306145</id><published>2011-06-12T02:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T02:46:45.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>说不出口的思念</title><content type='html'>你的身影 你的话语&lt;br /&gt;在我脑海里挥之不去&lt;br /&gt;时时刻刻提醒着我&lt;br /&gt;遵守我们所镌刻的约定&lt;br /&gt;命运的红线把我们紧紧地系在一起&lt;br /&gt;既使我们各身处在天角各一方&lt;br /&gt;但是彼此的心意却从没动摇过&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许我真的很弱 很没用吧?&lt;br /&gt;在你离开之后, 我无法专心做任何事&lt;br /&gt;在你我的回忆中续继迷茫&lt;br /&gt;一心一意等待着你回来的那一天&lt;br /&gt;迷失了方向的心今后该何去何从?&lt;br /&gt;我的世界因你而美丽&lt;br /&gt;失去了你的未来对我而言毫无意义&lt;br /&gt;〝我相信你〞这句话不曾改变&lt;br /&gt;我坚信我们一定会再次在这里相遇&lt;br /&gt;因为我会一直爱你直到生命的尽头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个只属于我们的故事已悄悄地开始&lt;br /&gt;我绝对不会让它和我们之间的全部都化为泡影&lt;br /&gt;我想成为你心灵的支柱&lt;br /&gt;让你在追求梦想的旅途中都不是孤单一人的&lt;br /&gt;我想成为照亮黑暗的光&lt;br /&gt;在你傍徨时为你指引方向 接受你的一切&lt;br /&gt;我一定会变强 直到有能力守护我们的爱为止&lt;br /&gt;使它如烟火般在夜空中以最美丽的姿态绽放&lt;br /&gt;这一切都是为了世上最挚爱的你&lt;br /&gt;就让风儿把我这份思念传达给远方的你 ……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6690607784930306145?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/6690607784930306145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6026074617379786030</id><published>2011-04-16T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T03:26:07.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast Forward</title><content type='html'>There’s nothing more frightening Than losing something you’ve obtained I skim past day after day While waiting for fight after fight To want anything and everything That is the pledge of those led astray When I tried building a world that I hadn’t seen, It crumbled into pieces The thing that shields myself from those miserable dreams Is my own darkness If it makes your time stand still You’ll know what it means But why would you want to Makes me feel there is still somewhere i belonnged to somewhere you are from I wonder when the scenery that flashes past became unchanged I soundlessly released my power And cut apart that fear away I wonder when that loud throbbing of my heart stopped &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And disappeared so easily away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6026074617379786030?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/6026074617379786030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=6026074617379786030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6026074617379786030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6026074617379786030'/><link 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4TQwwGD5Os/TV6JhiEB8uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xxhUHJLxs9k/s400/294054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your face keeps appearing in my head,&lt;br /&gt;Always reminds me to keep my promise,&lt;br /&gt;for loving you for a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in you,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't dissapoint me ,my love,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm weak&lt;br /&gt;,I can't do anything right,&lt;br /&gt;Since the day you're gone,&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping and waiting for the day which we will meet again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1934595625141785385-309609629300246502?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/309609629300246502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g4TQwwGD5Os/TV6JhiEB8uI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xxhUHJLxs9k/s72-c/294054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-3299255899985056871</id><published>2011-02-18T06:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:58:10.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Es3Yl9wxLog/TV6I_N4cVrI/AAAAAAAAADs/Gx8Q4_kxebE/s1600/a0201623edebaea2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575044008370788018" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Es3Yl9wxLog/TV6I_N4cVrI/AAAAAAAAADs/Gx8Q4_kxebE/s400/a0201623edebaea2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking out the window,&lt;br /&gt;stars shining in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;just like diamonds which means forever.&lt;br /&gt;our story won't have a happy ending,&lt;br /&gt;but I still want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;am I being silly?&lt;br /&gt;my heart tells me that I can't leave you.&lt;br /&gt;we can't be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;just because we are in love.&lt;br /&gt;we aren't allowed to be together,&lt;br /&gt;since the day we are born.&lt;br /&gt;our destiny just like a spell that separates us.&lt;br /&gt;sorry,I love you deeply in my heart&lt;br /&gt;and I just can't give up our hapiness so easily.&lt;br /&gt;I will surely surpass myself and grow stronger,&lt;br /&gt;for our love,for our future.&lt;br /&gt;It's a promise,my dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1934595625141785385-3299255899985056871?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/3299255899985056871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Es3Yl9wxLog/TV6I_N4cVrI/AAAAAAAAADs/Gx8Q4_kxebE/s72-c/a0201623edebaea2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-3388468412097455474</id><published>2011-02-18T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:56:43.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye,my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z76p2CCtoVs/TV6InSO2_XI/AAAAAAAAADk/MglBCXLTdeU/s1600/Luka%2BMegurine%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575043597221690738" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z76p2CCtoVs/TV6InSO2_XI/AAAAAAAAADk/MglBCXLTdeU/s400/Luka%2BMegurine%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the memories fade away,fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just left the promise that will never be fulfill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to forget everything of yours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hide all my tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want you to see them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't deny that i still have feelings for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smile with a broken heart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause i don't want to let others worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gone,already gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be strong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will move on with a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a prince who doesn't belong to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're the one who teach me the meaning of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for everything you had done for me,my dear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we meet again,i won't cry or run away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye,my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1934595625141785385-3388468412097455474?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/3388468412097455474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=3388468412097455474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/3388468412097455474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/3388468412097455474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodbyemy-love.html' title='Goodbye,my love'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z76p2CCtoVs/TV6InSO2_XI/AAAAAAAAADk/MglBCXLTdeU/s72-c/Luka%2BMegurine%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-3484271978949053433</id><published>2011-02-18T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T06:54:03.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you be mine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5EKRQ_n2Co/TV6IA9kuwEI/AAAAAAAAADc/qpX3Cznwkbo/s1600/thumbnailCAFKWPYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575042938841251906" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5EKRQ_n2Co/TV6IA9kuwEI/AAAAAAAAADc/qpX3Cznwkbo/s400/thumbnailCAFKWPYY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to tell you a story&lt;br /&gt;Something about you and me&lt;br /&gt;Hold your hands and whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;It's not a lie that you&lt;br /&gt;took my breath away&lt;br /&gt;I just can't hide my feelings anymore&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend every second of my life with you&lt;br /&gt;Always watching you,listen to every words of yours,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for you and pray that you might notice me one day.&lt;br /&gt;In my heart I 'm sure that you're the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;Will you be mine?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-3484271978949053433?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N5EKRQ_n2Co/TV6IA9kuwEI/AAAAAAAAADc/qpX3Cznwkbo/s72-c/thumbnailCAFKWPYY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1524819704350592910</id><published>2010-06-14T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T03:43:09.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday</title><content type='html'>last wed,i went sunway with maha and sarmini.( To yew jin,kah mei and pearl:fine,abandon me lah,dun want to talk to you edy).i can't believe that sar is late for 1 hour++.i feel like killing her.i &amp;amp; maha are so hungry but we still wait for her.what a good friend!and we went popular.i brought fullmetal alchemist the movie whereas maha brought a love novel.actually i want to buy stigma of the wind dvd but i can't find it.finally,sar came.maha and i pulled her and ate at fish market.sar and i ate baked fish with garden herds.but maha said she hate the taste of herds and asked us why we can stand it and she ordered fish &amp;amp; chips.we ate there just because of maha ,the ice lemon tea queen(fish market  have free ice lemon tea refill).when we were about to go to asia avenue to buy sar's bubble tea,we saw ammelia and her friends.then i saw cheah chyi.the worst thing is sarmini went home after she buy her bubble tea.swt=.=".maha and i went for movie.we choose killer cos reveena say got hot guy and maha really want to watch.luckily we look like we are 18...so we get the ticket.it is really funny.must watch!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1524819704350592910?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-5441987007593529787</id><published>2010-03-27T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T09:52:01.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss 3 finnix</title><content type='html'>*crying*&lt;br /&gt;i really miss 3 finnix lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;my beloved finnix choir ,jojo bear ,and  all finnix class souls lah.&lt;br /&gt;none of 3 finnix class girl same class as my somemore....&lt;br /&gt;zhan bo even create a group with my beautiful name for title on facebook,&lt;br /&gt;why must be me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-5441987007593529787?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1095285971240378706</id><published>2009-11-06T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T01:04:07.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love poem</title><content type='html'>If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt; If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt; If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt; If you ever feel ashame, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If its only you to blame, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you homeIf you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,&lt;br /&gt;get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will get you home&lt;br /&gt;Boy, my love will be you home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1095285971240378706?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1095285971240378706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8495554451923878409</id><published>2009-11-06T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T00:24:17.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog skin</title><content type='html'>it been a while since my last post.my blog skin has some problem and fail to show all my post.so that i choose a new blog skin to replace it.but i can't find one that i really like so i just simply choose one.i hope you all don't mind and sorry for the troubles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8495554451923878409?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-7877541269501207544</id><published>2009-11-04T06:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:44:49.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Are you the new person drawn toward me?"&lt;br /&gt;by Walt Whitman&lt;br /&gt;Are you the new person drawn toward me?&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, take warning, I am surely far different from what you suppose;&lt;br /&gt;Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloy’d satisfaction?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I am trusty and faithful?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see no further than this façade, this smooth and tolerant manner of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man?&lt;br /&gt;Have you no thought, O dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-7877541269501207544?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/7877541269501207544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=7877541269501207544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7877541269501207544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7877541269501207544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-new-person-drawn-toward-me-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1600364865637870881</id><published>2009-10-14T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:46:04.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the bride of the water god</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn66/snapplecandy/Bride%20Of%20The%20Water%20God/habaek_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 698px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1000px" alt="" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn66/snapplecandy/Bride%20Of%20The%20Water%20God/habaek_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn66/snapplecandy/Bride%20Of%20The%20Water%20God/15678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 861px" alt="" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn66/snapplecandy/Bride%20Of%20The%20Water%20God/15678.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the first korea comic i read. and the story is super nice.i had put the link on the list .go and read it but it is a girl comic. the drawing in the comic is the best i even seen.i dun think i can draw that nice in my life.hey, kah mei ,jo jo bear and other comics lovers,remember to read it since pmr is already finish.i still wonder is there a happy ending for soah and habaek ?&lt;/div&gt;the story line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soah is a girl from a small village suffering from a long devastating drought. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to appease the Water God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; the most beautiful girl from their village must be sacrificed. Soah is chosen to become Habaek`s bride, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but instead of dying at the hands of a monster,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; she was unexpectedly rescued by Habaek and brought to his Water Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;As Soah learns to live in a strange new world filled with gods, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is caught up in various intrigues surrounding Habaek and finds it increasingly difficult to know who she can trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; In the midst of such trouble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; she finds she has fallen in love with Muhee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unaware that the young man is the true form of the childlike Habaek, who, too, has fallen in love with her. &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/1934595625141785385-1600364865637870881?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1600364865637870881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1600364865637870881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1600364865637870881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1600364865637870881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/10/bride-of-water-god.html' title='the bride of the water god'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn66/snapplecandy/Bride%20Of%20The%20Water%20God/th_habaek_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-5539075962768394269</id><published>2009-10-14T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:20:36.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/Sta8wW7NlVI/AAAAAAAAADE/zFCng8LxPeE/s1600-h/winx+club.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392705142796424530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/Sta8wW7NlVI/AAAAAAAAADE/zFCng8LxPeE/s400/winx+club.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;winx club season 4 came out already!yeah!last time ,when i was standed 5 or 6 ,i m so crazy of it.this holiday is so boring so i went and search any nice video on you tube and i found it!it reminds me my days during primary school and my childhood friends.lay ling and ee ling,i miss you so much.i still remember even guys also read the winx club comic.i can spend the whole day just drawing winx!in winx club season 4 ,they become more powerful faries called belivix.they also come to earth to save the last fairy on earth from the fairy hunters.go and watch it,ok?must support winx club!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s support Lilo and Stitch the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-5539075962768394269?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/5539075962768394269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=5539075962768394269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5539075962768394269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5539075962768394269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/10/winx-club-season-4-came-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/Sta8wW7NlVI/AAAAAAAAADE/zFCng8LxPeE/s72-c/winx+club.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1549651835832909315</id><published>2009-09-30T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T03:39:07.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>time passed so fast,next week is already PMR.&lt;br /&gt;i am so worry cos all this while i did badly in trial.&lt;br /&gt;1st trial only 4A,2nd also 4A and finally the 3rd trial i got 6A.but everybody still better than me.&lt;br /&gt;my geo and sej is super terrible.i dun think i can get A.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBE chinese and maths i can score A.&lt;br /&gt;but others subjects i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;ai~hu is the one who create PMR?&lt;br /&gt;i really hate him/her!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,gud luck,guys^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1549651835832909315?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1549651835832909315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1549651835832909315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1549651835832909315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1549651835832909315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='^^'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-743110088271278120</id><published>2009-07-03T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T01:30:45.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it might be long but touching</title><content type='html'>it might be long but touching&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Dear family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; We read stuffs like this all the time but we stubbornly&lt;br /&gt;&gt; do not learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Take some time to read.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; It has brought tears to my eyes!!!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; This is long but really worth reading and is a true story ...&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you may have received it..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;but it is worth to be reminded of it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; WHAT GRUDGES CAN DO...&lt;br /&gt;.&gt; &gt; =======================&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is for all the single, married, divorced, widowed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; individuals, who take life for granted. Please I BEG YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; read this story until the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; END, it is such an opener.  You never Know.........!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; Just two years after our marriage, hubby brought up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the idea of asking Mother to move from the rural hometown&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and spend her remaining years with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; us. Hubby's father passed away while he was still&lt;br /&gt;&gt; very young.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Mother endured much hardship and struggled all on&lt;br /&gt;&gt; her own to provide for him, see him through to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a university degree. You could say that she&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; suffered a great deal and did everything you could&lt;br /&gt;&gt; expect of a woman to bring hubby to where he is today. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; immediately agreed and started&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; packing the spare room, which has a balcony facing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the South to let her enjoy the sunshine and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; plant greenery. Hubby stood in the bright room, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; suddenly just picked me up and started spinning round and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; round. As I begged him to put me down, he said:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Lets go fetch mother." Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; is tall and big sized and I love to rest on his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; chest and enjoy the feeling that he could pick me up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; at any moment and put the tiny me into his pockets&lt;br /&gt;.&gt; &gt; Whenever we have an argument and both refuses to back&lt;br /&gt;&gt; down, he would pick me up and spin me over his head&lt;br /&gt;&gt; continuously until I surrender&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; and beg for mercy. I became addicted to this kind of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; panic-joy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Mother brought along her countryside habits and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lifestyle with her. For example; I am so used to buying&lt;br /&gt;&gt; flowers to decorate the living room,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; she could not stand it and would comment: "I do&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not know how you young people spend your money, why do you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; buy flowers for? You also can't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; eat flowers!" I smiled and said: "Mum&lt;br /&gt;,&gt; with flowers in the house, our mood will also&lt;br /&gt;&gt; become better." Mother continues to grumble away,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and hubb&lt;br /&gt;y&gt; &gt; smiled: "Mum, this is a city-people's habit;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; slowly you will get use to it.&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Mother stopped saying anything. But every&lt;br /&gt;&gt; time thereafter, whenever I came home with flowers, she&lt;br /&gt;&gt; would ask me how much it costs. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; told her and she would shake her head&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and express displeasure. Sometimes, when I come home with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lots of shopping bags, she would ask&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; each and every item how much they cost, I would tell&lt;br /&gt;&gt; her honestly and she would get even more upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hubby playfully pinched my nose&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; and said: "You little fool, just don't tell&lt;br /&gt;&gt; her the full price of everything would solve it."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; There begins the friction to our otherwise happy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Mother hates it most when hubby wakes up early to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; prepare the breakfast. In your view, how could the man of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; the house cook for the wife? At the breakfast table,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mother's facial expression is always like the dark&lt;br /&gt;&gt; clouds before a thunderstorm and I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; would pretend not to notice. She would use her&lt;br /&gt;&gt; chopsticks and make a lot of noise with it as her silent&lt;br /&gt;&gt; protest.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; As I am a dance teacher in the Children's Palace&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and am exhausted from a long day of dancing around, I do&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not wish to give up the luxury of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; that additional few minutes in the comfort of my bed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and hence I turned a deaf ear to all the protest mother&lt;br /&gt;&gt; makes. From time to time, mother&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; would help out with some housework, but soon her help&lt;br /&gt;&gt; created additional work for me. For example: she would&lt;br /&gt;&gt; keep all kinds of plastic bags&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; accumulating them so that she sell them later on, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; resulted in our house being filled with all the trash&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bags; she would scrimp on dish washing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; detergent when helping to wash the dishes and so as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; not to hurt her feelings, I would quietly wash them&lt;br /&gt;&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; One day, late at night, mother saw me quietly washing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the dishes, and "Bam" she slams her bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and cried very loudly in her room. Hubby was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; placed in a difficult position, and after that, he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; did not speak to me for that entire night. I pretended to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; be a spoilt child, tried acting cute, but he totally&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; ignored me.... I got mad and asked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; him: "What did I do wrong?" Hubby stared at me&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and said: "Can't you just give in to her once? We&lt;br /&gt;&gt; couldn't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; possibly die eating from a bowl however unclean it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; is, right?" After that incident, for a long period of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; time, mother did not speak to me and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; you can feel that there is a very&lt;br /&gt;&gt; awkward feeling hanging in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; During that period of cold war, hubby was caught&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in dilemma as to who to please.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; In order to stop her son from having to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; prepare breakfast, mother took on the "all&lt;br /&gt;&gt; important" task of preparing breakfast without any&lt;br /&gt;&gt; prompting. At the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; breakfast table, mother would look at hubby happily&lt;br /&gt;&gt; eating his breakfast and cast that reprimanding stare at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; me for having failed to perform my duty as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; a wife. To avoid the embarrassing breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&gt; situation, I resorted to buying my own breakfast on my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; way to work. That night, while in bed, hubby was a &lt;br /&gt;&gt; little upset and asked me: "LD, is it because&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you think that mum's cooking is not clean that's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; why you chose not to eat at home?" He then turned his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; back&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; on me and left me alone in tears as feeling of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; unfairness overwhelmed me. After some time, hubby sighed:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "LD, just for me, can you have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; breakfast at home?" I am left with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; no choice but to return to the breakfast table.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; The next morning, I was having porridge prepared by&lt;br /&gt;&gt; mother and I felt a sudden churn in my stomach and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; everything inside&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; seem to be rushing up my throat. I tried to suppress&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the urge to throw up but I could not. I threw down the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bowl, rushed into the washroom, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; vomited everything out. Just as I was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; catching my breath, I saw mother crying and grumbling&lt;br /&gt;&gt; very loudly in her dialect, hubby was standing at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; the washroom doorway staring at me with fire burning&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in his eyes.. I opened my mouth but no words came out of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; it, I really did not mean it&lt;br /&gt;.&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; We had our very first big fight that day; mother&lt;br /&gt;&gt; took a look at us, then stood up and slowly made her way&lt;br /&gt;&gt; out of the house. Hubby gave me a final&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; stare in the eye and followed mother down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; For three days, hubby did not return home, not even a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; phone call. I was so furious, since mother&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; arrived; I had been trying my best and putting up&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with her, what else do you want me to do? For no reason,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I keep having the feeling to throw up and I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; simply have no appetite for food, coupled with&lt;br /&gt;&gt; all the events happening at home, I was then at the low point&lt;br /&gt;&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Finally, a colleague said: "LD, you look&lt;br /&gt;&gt; terrible; you should go and see a doctor."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The doctor confirmed that I am pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Now it became clear to me why I threw up that fateful&lt;br /&gt;&gt; morning, a sense of sadness floated through&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that otherwise happy news. Why didn't hubby, and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; mother who had been through this before, thought of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the possibility of this being the reason that day? At the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hospital entrance, I saw my hubby standing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; there. It had only been three days, but he looked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; haggard. I had wanted to turn and leave, but one look at&lt;br /&gt;&gt; him and my heart soften, I couldn't resist and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; called out to him. He followed my voice&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and finally found me but he pretended that he doesn't&lt;br /&gt;&gt; know me; he has that disgusted look in his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; eyes that cut right through my heart. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; told myself not to look at him anymore, and hail a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; At that moment, I have such a strong urge&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; inside me to shout to my hubby: "Darling, I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; am having your baby!" and have him lift me up and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; spin me around in circles of joy. What I wanted&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; didn't happen and as I sat in the cab,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my tears started rolling down. Why? Why our love&lt;br /&gt;&gt; couldn't even withstand the test of one fight?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Back home, I lay on the bed thinking about my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hubby, and the disgusted look in his eyes. I cried&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and wet the corner of the blanket. That night, sound of&lt;br /&gt;&gt;  &gt; the drawers opening woke me up. I switched on the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lights and I saw hubby with tears rolling down his face.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; He was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; removing the money. I stared at him in silence; he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ignored me, took the bank deposit book and some money and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; left the house. Maybe he really&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; intends to leave me for good.. What a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; rational man, so clear-cut in love and money matters. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; gave a few dried laugh and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; tears starting streaming down again. The next day, I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; did not go to work. I wanted to clear this out and have a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; good talk with hubby. I reached&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; his office and his secretary gave me a weird look&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and said: "Mr. Tan's mother had a traffic accident&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and is now in the hospital."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; I stood there in shock. I rushed to the hospital and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; by the time I found hubby, mother had already passed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; away. Hubby did not look at me, his face was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; expressionless. I looked at mother's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pale white and thin face and I couldn't control the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tears in my eyes. My god, how could this happen?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Throughout the funeral, hubby did not say&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a single word to me, with only the occasional disgusted&lt;br /&gt;&gt; stare at me. I only managed to find out brief&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; facts about the accident from other people.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; That day, after mother left the house, she walked in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; dazed toward the bus stop, apparently intending to go back&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to her old house back in the countryside.  As hubby&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ran after her, she tried to walk faster and as she tried&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to cross the street, a public bus came and hit her...I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; finally understood how&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; much hubby must hate me, if I had not thrown up that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; morning, if we had not quarreled, if....In his heart, I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; am indirectly the killer of his mother..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Hubby moved into mother's room and came home every&lt;br /&gt;&gt; night with a strong liquor smell on him. And me,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I am buried under the guilt&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; and self-pity and could hardly breathe. I wanted&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to explain to him, tell him that we are going to have our&lt;br /&gt;&gt; baby soon but each time, I saw the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; dead look in his eyes, all the words I have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; at the brink of my mouth just fell back in. I had rather&lt;br /&gt;&gt; he hit me real hard or give me a big and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; thorough scolding though none of these events&lt;br /&gt;&gt; happening had been my fault at all.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Many days of suffocating silence went by and as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the days went by, hubby came home later and later.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; The deadlock between us continues, we were living&lt;br /&gt;&gt; together like strangers who don't know each other. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; am like the dead knot in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; One day, I passed by a western restaurant, looking&lt;br /&gt;&gt; into the glass window, I saw hubby and a girl sitting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; facing each other and he very lightly&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; brushed her hair for her, I understood what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; After recovering from that moment of shock, I entered the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; restaurant, stood in front of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; my hubby and stared hard at him, not a tear in my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; eyes. I have nothing to say to him, and there is no need&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to say anything. The girl looked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; at me, looks at hubby, stands up and wanted to go,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hubby stretched out his hand and stopped her. He stared&lt;br /&gt;&gt; back at me,challenging me. I can&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; only hear my slow heart beat, beating, one by one as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; if at the brink of death. I eventually backed down, if I&lt;br /&gt;&gt;had stood that any longer,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I will collapse&lt;br /&gt;&gt; together with the baby inside me. That night, he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; did not come home; he had chosen to use that as a way to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; indicate to me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Following mother's death so&lt;br /&gt;&gt; did our love for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; He did not come home anymore after that. Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when I returned home from work, I can tell that the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cupboard had been touched - he had returned to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; take some of his stuff. I no longer wish to call him; the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; initial desire to explain everything to him vanished. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lived alone; I go for my medical checkups alone, my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; heart breaks again and again every time I see a guy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; carefully helping his wife through the physical&lt;br /&gt;&gt; examination. My office colleagues&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; hinted to me to consider aborting the baby, I told&lt;br /&gt;&gt; them No, I will not.. I insisted on having to this baby,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; perhaps it is my way of repaying mother&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; for causing her death. One day, I came home and I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; saw hubby sitting in the living room. The whole house was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; filled with cigarette smoke. On the coffee&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; table, there was this piece of paper. I know what it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; is all about without even looking at it. In the two&lt;br /&gt;&gt; months plus of living alone, I have gradually learned&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; to find peace within myself.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; I looked at him, removed my hat and said: "You&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wait a while, I will sign." He looked at me, mixed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; feelings in his eyes, just like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; As I hang up my coat, I keep repeating to myself&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "You cannot cry, you cannot cry..." my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hurt terribly, but I refused to let tears come out from&lt;br /&gt;&gt; there&lt;br /&gt;.&gt; &gt; After I hung up my coat, hubby's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; eyes stared fixed at my bulging tummy. I smiled, walked&lt;br /&gt;&gt; over to the coffee table and pulled the paper towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&gt; Without even looking at what it says,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I signed my name on it and pushed the paper to him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "LD, are you pregnant?"&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Since mother's accident, this is the first time he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; spoke to me. I could not control my tears any further and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; they fell like raindrops. I said: "Yes, but its ok,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you can leave now." He did not go, in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; we sat, facing each other. Hubby slowly moved over me, his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; tear wet the blanket. In my heart, everything seems so&lt;br /&gt;&gt; far away, so far that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; even if I sprint, I could never reach them. I cannot&lt;br /&gt;&gt; remember how many times he repeated "sorry" to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; me. I had originally thought that I would forgive him,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; but now I can't. In the western restaurant, in front of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that girl, that cold look in his eyes, I will never&lt;br /&gt;&gt; forget, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; We have drawn such deep scars in each other's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; heart. For me, it's unintentional; for him, totally&lt;br /&gt;&gt; intentional. I had been waiting for this moment of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; reconciliation, but I realized now, what had gone&lt;br /&gt;&gt; past is gone forever and could not be repeated.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Other than the thought of the baby inside me that&lt;br /&gt;&gt; would bring some warmth to my heart, I am totally cold&lt;br /&gt;&gt; towards him, I no longer eat anything he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; buys for me, I don't take any presents from him&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and I stopped talking to him..&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; From the moment I signed on that piece of paper,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; marriage and love had vanished from my heart. Sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; hubby will try to come into the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; bedroom, but when he walks in, I will walk out to the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; living room.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; He had no choice but to sleep in mother's room.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; At night, from his room, I can hear light sounds of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; groaning, I kept quiet. This used to be his trick; last&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; time, whenever I ignore him, he would fake&lt;br /&gt;&gt; illness and I will surrender and find out what is wrong&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with him, he would then grab me and laugh. He has&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; forgotten that last time I cared for him&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and am concerned because there was love, but now, what is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; there between us?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Hubby's groaning came on and off continuing but I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; continuously ignored him.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Almost everyday, he would buy something for the baby,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; infant products, children products and books that kids&lt;br /&gt;&gt; like to read.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Bags and bags of it stacked inside his room till it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; is full. I know he is trying to use this to reach out to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; me, but I am no longer moved by his actions. He has&lt;br /&gt; &gt; no choice but to lock himself in his room and I can hear&lt;br /&gt;&gt; him typing away on his computer keyboard, maybe he is&lt;br /&gt;&gt; now addicted to web surfing but none&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; of that matters to me anymore. It was sometime&lt;br /&gt;&gt; towards the end of spring in the following year, one&lt;br /&gt;&gt; late night, I screamed because of a sudden stomach&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pain, hubby came rushing into the room, its like he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; did not change and sleep, and had been waiting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; for this moment. He carried me and ran down the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; stairs, stopped a car, holding my hand very tightly and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; kept wiping the sweat off my brow, throughout the journey&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to the hospital. Once we reached the hospital,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; he carried me and hurried into the delivery suite. Lying&lt;br /&gt;&gt; on the back of his skinny but warmth body, a though&lt;br /&gt;t&gt; crossed my mind: In my lifetime, who else would love&lt;br /&gt;&gt; me as much as he did?&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; He held the delivery suite door opened and watch me&lt;br /&gt;&gt; go in; his warm eyes caused me to manage a smile at him&lt;br /&gt;&gt; despite my contraction pain. Coming out of the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; delivery room, hubby looked at our son and me, eyes tear&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with joy and he kept smiling. I reached out and touched&lt;br /&gt;&gt; his hand. Hubby looked at me, smiling and then he&lt;br /&gt;&gt; slowly collapsed onto the floor. I cried out for him in&lt;br /&gt;&gt; pain... He smiled, but without opening that tired eyes of&lt;br /&gt;&gt; his... I had&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; thought that I would never shed any tear for him, but&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the truth is, I have never felt a deeper pain cutting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; through my body at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Doctor said that by the time hubby discovered he had&lt;br /&gt;&gt; liver cancer, it was already in terminal stage and it was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a miracle that he managed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; to last this long. I asked the doctor when he first&lt;br /&gt;&gt; discovered he had cancer. Doctor said about 5 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and consoled me saying: "Prepare for his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; funeral."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; I disregarded the nurse's objection and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; rushed home, I went into his room and checked his&lt;br /&gt;&gt; computer, and a suffocating pain hits me. Hubby's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; cancer was discovered 5 months ago, his groaning&lt;br /&gt;&gt; was real, and I had thought that... the&lt;br /&gt;&gt; computer showed over 200 thousand words he wrote for our&lt;br /&gt;&gt; son:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; "Son, just for you, I have persisted, to be able&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to take a look at you before I fall, is my biggest wish&lt;br /&gt;&gt; now... I know that in your life, you will have many&lt;br /&gt;&gt; happiness and maybe some setbacks, if only I can accompany&lt;br /&gt;&gt; you throughout that journey, how nice would it be. But&lt;br /&gt;&gt; daddy now no longer has that chance. Daddy has&lt;br /&gt;&gt; written inside here all the possible difficulties and&lt;br /&gt;&gt; problems you may encounter during your lifetime, when you&lt;br /&gt;&gt; meet with these problems, you can refer to daddy's&gt; suggestion....&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; Son, after writing these 200 thousand words, I feel&lt;br /&gt;&gt; as if I have accompanied you through life journey. To be&lt;br /&gt;&gt; honest, daddy is very happy. Do love your mother, she&lt;br /&gt;&gt; has suffered, she is the one who loves you most and also&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the one who loves me most..."&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; From play school to primary school,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to secondary, university, to work and even in dealing&lt;br /&gt;&gt; with questions of love, everything big and small was&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; written there.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Hubby has also written a letter for me:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; "My dear, to marry you is my biggest&lt;br /&gt;&gt; happiness, forgive me for the pain I have caused you,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; forgive me for not telling you my illness, because I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; want to see you be in a joyful mood waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the arrival of our baby...My dear, if you cried, it means&lt;br /&gt;&gt; that you have forgiven me and I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; would smile, thank you for loving me...These presents,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm afraid I cannot give them to our son personally,&lt;br /&gt;&gt; could you help me to give some&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; of them to him every year, the dates on what to give&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when are all written on the packaging... "&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; Going back to the hospital, hubby is still in coma. I&lt;br /&gt;&gt; brought our son over and place him beside him. I said:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; "Open your eyes and smile, I want&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; our son to remember being in the warmth of your&lt;br /&gt;&gt; arms..." He struggled to open his eyes and managed a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; weak smile. Our son still in his arms was happily&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; waving his tiny hands in the air. I press the button&lt;br /&gt;&gt; on the camera and the sound of the shutter rang through&lt;br /&gt;&gt; the air as tears slowly rolled down my&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; face.... A fatal misunderstanding and the person who&lt;br /&gt;&gt; loves me the most in this world is gone&lt;br /&gt;&gt; forever..."Cruel misunderstandings one after&lt;br /&gt;&gt; another disrupted the blissful footsteps to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Our original intend of having Mother enjoy some quiet&lt;br /&gt;&gt; and peaceful moments in her remaining years&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; with us went terribly wrong as destiny's secret&lt;br /&gt;&gt; is finally revealed at a price, every thing became too&lt;br /&gt;&gt; late.".........&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt; &gt; This is a true story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; LEARNING POINT - DO NOT EVER HOLD ON TO OFFENCES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&gt; &gt; I am totally speechless, this story brought tears&lt;br /&gt;&gt; to my eyes as I read through each line eager to know what&lt;br /&gt;&gt; would happen next. It truly showed&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; the devastating power of grudges and anger!&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Simple humility and communication would have&lt;br /&gt;&gt; resolved most of the problems in that story, as well as&lt;br /&gt;&gt; patience.... This story has really touched&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; my heart and life as a whole and it has stimulated a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; paradigm shift.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt; Though it is very sad, it is also very refreshing to&lt;br /&gt;&gt; know that from today, I can consciously start to live a&lt;br /&gt;&gt; life free of grudge.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; People, please...let's live a life devoid of grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Communication with your loved ones, is  THE key.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-743110088271278120?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/743110088271278120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=743110088271278120' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>I AM THANKFUL:</title><content type='html'>I AM THANKFUL:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PARKING SPOTI FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKINGAND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING BECAUSE IT MEANSI HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEENCAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFFIN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL BECAUSE   IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-4505444994716175619?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/4505444994716175619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=4505444994716175619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4505444994716175619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Walter Anderson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What is a friend?... define the meaning of it' - Faiz Norizan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The part can never be well unless the whole is well' - Plato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Every problem has a gift for you in its hands' - Richard Bach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hearts are as fragile as glass.. be careful, they break' - Faiz Norizan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pain is a state of mind' - LWS :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sometimes being rebellious gets you what you want. sometimes you have to talk things out.. and heck, i sure suck at talking' - Faiz Norizan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-2456844680406600695?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/2456844680406600695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1107339046636138804</id><published>2009-05-24T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:21:07.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night at the musium 2</title><content type='html'>attention,guys!&lt;br /&gt;i had make a little change in the blog&lt;br /&gt;.i added some mangas link which i think the mangas is nice.&lt;br /&gt;enjoys yourselve while reading.&lt;br /&gt;i also create a new playlist.&lt;br /&gt;for this time,i put english and japanese songs and i hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,today i watch "night at the musium 2"at the ikano power center.&lt;br /&gt;the cinema is full of people.&lt;br /&gt; it is worth because the movie is nice and funny!&lt;br /&gt;i laugh like crazy girl.&lt;br /&gt;i really like the stone thing.&lt;br /&gt;the one which say "dum dum ,i want my gum gum."and "quiet!my dar dar want to talk." in the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;but this this it did not talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;after that,i also went shopping.i bought a chinese novel ,leads,pin ton comics,pens and some revision books at popular.&lt;br /&gt;i althe best thing is i found the 16gb apple green nano i pod!&lt;br /&gt;i find it for months and finally bought it!&lt;br /&gt;hehe...:)happy happy day.&lt;br /&gt;me and my sister have a great time playing table hockey.&lt;br /&gt;we fight with all our power!&lt;br /&gt;at the end ,we still cannot win each others.&lt;br /&gt;she are too 'geng' leh.&lt;br /&gt;ai~until today still cannot bet her.&lt;br /&gt;dar dar,you wait and see ,one day i m sure i can bet you!&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about foods...&lt;br /&gt;i had my asam laksa as lunch at little pinang which same as my sister.&lt;br /&gt;the asam laksa is too big for some people.&lt;br /&gt;if you don't eat a lot,can share with others.&lt;br /&gt;for dinner,we can't find the sushi king so we ate at fish market.&lt;br /&gt;my sister ate the flaming prawns while my aunt and i ate baked fish with garden herds.&lt;br /&gt;both of them are tasty.yum yum~&lt;br /&gt;ikano power center is a good place for shopping exspercially after exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1107339046636138804?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1107339046636138804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1107339046636138804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1107339046636138804'/><link rel='self' 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everyone stop hate me!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some people in school will think i act cute.&lt;br /&gt;it is very funny to tell that most(or i should say all) of the people who think i act cute,they are not my friend and they did not talk to me before.&lt;br /&gt;so i would like to ask how much you know about me?&lt;br /&gt;don't simply listen to others and just think that i act cute.&lt;br /&gt;as you can see,i m not pretty and i know that!no need to tell me!&lt;br /&gt;anyway,why should i act cute?&lt;br /&gt;it is tired to act cute or act to be same as all popular people.&lt;br /&gt;i m not that stupid until leting myself be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;i just being who i am,clear?&lt;br /&gt;the way i talk, the way i walk,the way i do,it is all covel!&lt;br /&gt;this is me!i am not acting,not at all,not now or in the future!&lt;br /&gt;i want to be myself so others can really understand me!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be like the girl in the manga 7th period is a secret or demi in camp rock!&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed being myself although some of you disagree me.&lt;br /&gt;i m glad and lucky to have friends who support me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;thanks,guys!not only for being my friends but also for accept the real covel!&lt;br /&gt;some of my friend is also worry of me when they know many people hate me because they though i act cute.&lt;br /&gt;the best example:SPAMMER who wrote bad thing about me in the shout box&lt;br /&gt;my good friend,she ee ask me to change before and i try but i realise that the way i being is not me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so i choose a hard way to be who i am,i know many people will misunderstand me.&lt;br /&gt;but i am lucky,&lt;br /&gt;because i have support from my friend :kah mei ,maha,sarmini,suk lan,marie ,raveena,jo jo bear and a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;try to think!if you are my friend would you like to friend with someone who act cute always?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is no!&lt;br /&gt;for me,it is enough to have a few friends who really understand me like my friends did.&lt;br /&gt;i love you all (p.s love as a friend)&lt;br /&gt;at the end ,i hope all of you can try to talk to me before you judge me and try to understand i just being who i am.&lt;br /&gt;i am not perfect,so i can let everyone stop hate me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-457474602471518929?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/457474602471518929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=457474602471518929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/457474602471518929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/457474602471518929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/05/spammer.html' title='spammer'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-3156687244635840651</id><published>2009-04-22T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T07:46:31.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sport day</title><content type='html'>the school sport day was a terrible day for me.the wushu club is asked to perform that day.well,actually the performent should be at 9 a.m but i don't know why we need to wait under the super hot sun and under the tree which full of XXXL size red ant until 11 a.m.first ,the school teacher keep on asking us to perform but our wushu teacher haven come which means there were not enough weapon for all of us.second,when our teacher finally arrived,we need to wait for more than 1 hour to do performent.third,because of the charge time of performent,many of us cannot go for all the sport competition because we were late.lastly,my friend didn't watch the performent,because they wait for a long time but still haven start performent so they went washroom.ai~i am really tired.the worst thing is after the performent,I still have another wushu class.I almost die on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-3156687244635840651?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6764068219706023972</id><published>2009-04-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:47:14.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our love story</title><content type='html'>OUR LOVE STORY 我们俩的爱情故事&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在你我相遇的那一天,你的笑容吸引着我,从此跟随着你,想更了解你的一切。&lt;br /&gt;看着你在身旁,忽然有种幸福的感觉,希望能一直这样下去。&lt;br /&gt;在那年的夏天,你望着我,对我许下了爱的誓言。&lt;br /&gt;我笑了,点了点头,你也笑了。&lt;br /&gt;我们的命运从此有了牵连。&lt;br /&gt;那一夜,我靠着你的背,对流星许愿这爱情能长久。&lt;br /&gt;流星会听见吗?&lt;br /&gt;我不知道,但那是我对你的期望...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6764068219706023972?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8874016761032938720</id><published>2009-04-16T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T06:21:13.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Only Love Forever</title><content type='html'>My Only Love Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you knows no limits,&lt;br /&gt;If I must fixed a time,&lt;br /&gt;before I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I will choose 1 millon years.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you doesn't end.&lt;br /&gt;If I must choose an end for our love,&lt;br /&gt;I will choose to say 1000 times 'I love you',&lt;br /&gt;before the last breath of mine.&lt;br /&gt;You know that I will love you FOREVER deep in my heart's core.&lt;br /&gt;We are meant to be together forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-9203946875608638032</id><published>2009-03-08T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:47:40.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>colored glas</title><content type='html'>那条线,&lt;br /&gt;很长,&lt;br /&gt;可以把我们紧紧相连。&lt;br /&gt;但是,&lt;br /&gt;那条线也很短,&lt;br /&gt;稍微一的距离,&lt;br /&gt;用力,&lt;br /&gt;它一定会断的吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take from 琉璃森林&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-9203946875608638032?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8734210970989071478</id><published>2009-03-08T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:14:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>纯情爱恋进行式</title><content type='html'>你的笑容,&lt;br /&gt;你的动作,&lt;br /&gt;都让我如此心头小鹿乱撞。&lt;br /&gt;但是在你面前,&lt;br /&gt;我却连温柔地笑着也没有办法。&lt;br /&gt;你光是待在我身边,&lt;br /&gt;就会让我心跳加速。&lt;br /&gt;此刻让我感到最为幸福。&lt;br /&gt;我......&lt;br /&gt;我最喜欢你了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;纯情爱恋进行式by箕野希望mono nozomi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8734210970989071478?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8734210970989071478/comments/default' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-5801456589070756546</id><published>2009-03-07T23:52:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:01:41.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgivable Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unforgivable Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Looking out the window,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Stars shining in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just like diamonds on my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which means forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Our love story won't have a happy ending,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But I still want to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Am I being too silly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My heart tells me that I can't leave you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know we can't be forgiven'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just because we are in love with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Vampire and human aren't allowed to be together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Its just like a spell,that separates us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sorry,I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-5801456589070756546?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/5801456589070756546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=5801456589070756546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5801456589070756546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5801456589070756546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/03/unforgivable-love.html' title='Unforgivable Love'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6848258078966029699</id><published>2009-03-07T23:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T23:52:42.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talent search</title><content type='html'>tueday,i will join the talent search.for me,tis is de 1st time i join singing competition.i'm a bit wori tat i will sing wrongly.anyway, after a long discution,we choose de song 'this is me' from camp rock.i will sing de demi part.i get de cd on friday ,i though i can put song in my mp3 but i tried for 4 hours but failed.in the end, i used another 2 hours to download de song!!!finally i can pratice already.this will be a busy week for me to prepare oral test and talent search.nvm, i still have your support.all of you must support me!if not i will cry de...as a girl, u should help girl.if u r a boy,always remember never ever make girl cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6848258078966029699?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/6848258078966029699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=6848258078966029699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6848258078966029699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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girl,i will say:'thank you~i love you.......as my friend!.if you're a boy ,i will just say thank you that all.but last saturday,i almost break my record!i almost say:thank you~i love you......as my friend to one of my friend(yu jing).the worst thing is i will wait for 5 second before i say "as my friend".some boys will think that i really in love with them!at the end ,of cos i stop at the last minute.and the just though that i disappointed that he can't take my stitck back and help me to thinner it!atcually,i din mind cos i need to use it at school at morning but he only can give me back at afternoon.i hope he won't find out the turth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-3541018183756281115?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6379335459463487935</id><published>2009-02-24T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T03:25:04.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Song</title><content type='html'>You held my hand and whispered in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;a promise that you'd always be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, in my time of fear,&lt;br /&gt;where are you, my dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realize that i can't live without your love,&lt;br /&gt;i want to be with you now and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all because i love you,&lt;br /&gt;will my voice reach you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to know your fellings,&lt;br /&gt;ever if it is pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok if you are afraid,&lt;br /&gt;because i know you try to be strong for our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will pray for you until the day we meet again in this beautiful land.&lt;br /&gt;so please be home safe,my dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6379335459463487935?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/6379335459463487935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=6379335459463487935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6379335459463487935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6379335459463487935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-song.html' title='The Last Song'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6402312293873880279</id><published>2009-02-22T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:20:49.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>talent search</title><content type='html'>i join the school talent search with sarmini.this is a competition that let u show your talent.&lt;br /&gt;u can sing ,dance or perform other talent.i choose the singing group.i dunno what song should i sing.on the first day, i already choose "love story" then after a few days i heard a lot of peaple also sing that song.ai~i don't know lah!i am so unlucky!i really love the song and i hope i can sing it in my 1st sinnging competition.SO I NEED YOUR HELP!TELL ME WHAT TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;we choose a group name called "applemint". i think this name is ok only but sarmini like it mah!&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO PRAY FOR ME!IF NOT I WILL CRY ONE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-6402312293873880279?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/6402312293873880279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=6402312293873880279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6402312293873880279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/6402312293873880279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/02/talent-search.html' title='talent search'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-3166452314652305859</id><published>2009-02-22T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T03:01:54.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥♥13 signs of falling in love♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>1.     When you're on the phone with them late at night and they hang up...but you miss them already when it was just two minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;2.     You read their texts over and over again...&lt;br /&gt; 3.     You walk really slowly when you're with them...&lt;br /&gt; 4.     You feel shy whenever you're with them...&lt;br /&gt;5.     When you think about them, your heart beats faster and faster...&lt;br /&gt; 6.     You smile when you hear their voice...&lt;br /&gt;7..     When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you... all you see is him/her... &lt;br /&gt;8.     You start listening to slow songs, while thinking of them...&lt;br /&gt; 9.     They become ALL you think about...&lt;br /&gt;10.You get high just from their scent...&lt;br /&gt;11.You realize that you're always smiling to yourself when you think about them....&lt;br /&gt;12.You would do anything for them...&lt;br /&gt;13.While reading this, there was one person on your mind the whole time.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-3166452314652305859?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/3166452314652305859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=3166452314652305859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/3166452314652305859'/><link 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传统情人节 Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;据西方传统，喜欢他就送他巧克力，行动要快噢。因为他不止只会收到你的巧克力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3月14日 白色情人节 White Day&lt;br /&gt;他喜欢你吗？还是他只喜欢吃巧克力？送出巧克力一个月后，女生就能收到同样喜欢自己的男生送的白色糖果。吃颗糖果感觉真甜蜜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4月14日 糖果情人节 Candy Day&lt;br /&gt;爱情开始萌芽，患得患失的心情就像吃着柠檬口味的糖果般又酸又甜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5月14日 玫瑰情人节 Rose Day&lt;br /&gt;在一起一段时间了，他是真的爱你吗？他是你寻找的另一半吗？表白一下吧！不好意思？没关系！只在今天买玫瑰给对方就ok啦！&lt;br /&gt;白色：一般朋友 黄色：知己 红色：爱人&lt;br /&gt;你一定会送红色的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6月14日 亲亲情人节 Kiss Day&lt;br /&gt;你也收到他的红玫瑰了？我闪人！因为你们马上要kiss了！今天看到别人在kiss?不用回避，因为今天是Kiss Day。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7月14日 银色情人节 Silver Day&lt;br /&gt;传统习俗是用银戒订婚。今天你们去买一对戴在手上，作为甜蜜心情的见证。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8月14日 绿色情人节 Green Day&lt;br /&gt;相爱的人们成双成对地去郊游，爬山游水感受自然，就像他们要携手走过爱情一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9月14日 相片情人节 Music and Photo Day&lt;br /&gt;练久的情歌今天终于登场了，虽然五音不全，但用心听会有会心的笑容。用相机拍下这灿烂又充满甜蜜的笑容吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10月14日 葡萄酒情人节 Wine Day&lt;br /&gt;烛光下晃动着深红色的葡萄酒，爱情也一样要用心慢慢地品味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11月14日 电影情人节 Orange and Movie Day&lt;br /&gt;今晚有空吗？一起去看场电影吧！手牵手一起去电影院，记得买橙汁噢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12月14日 拥抱情人节 Hug Day&lt;br /&gt;一年了，你们仍然相爱，你看天空闪烁着星星，而你们相拥在一起，希望永远停留在这一刻。。。。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-4825838565293889124?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/4825838565293889124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=4825838565293889124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4825838565293889124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4825838565293889124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_22.html' title='情人节‏'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-926907088700377324</id><published>2009-02-22T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T02:53:43.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words</title><content type='html'>I had read a manga and found a sentence that is quite romantic but i know normally boys won't tell a girl this in a real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy tell the girl that...&lt;br /&gt;although you like the other guy in your heart,but in this world,i am still the one who love you the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"即使在你心中喜欢着别人,但在这世上最爱你的依然是我。"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you fell touch with those words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SaEunmbDVNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Gj8azHuIeDY/s1600-h/thumbnailCA3QJZM0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SaEunmbDVNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Gj8azHuIeDY/s400/thumbnailCA3QJZM0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305573093882942674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-926907088700377324?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/926907088700377324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 不要总是打探他去哪，告诉他注意安全，你会等着他就可以。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 不要总说~我爱你~，他会半真半笑着说你烦，但不要不说，因为有时候，他们比女孩子更需要这句。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 他为你掉眼泪了，那么他是真的非常爱你，珍惜他的每一滴泪，不要道歉，不要安慰，握着他的手，默默的为他擦去泪滴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 要信任他，他爱你，就什么都不会骗你，即使真的有欺骗，也是为让你们的爱情能够永远不离不弃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is 1 of de e-mail that i receive from friend.if you are a guy,i would like to ask,is it real?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-3508658079511071210?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/3508658079511071210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8489029907463546752</id><published>2009-02-18T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T03:01:49.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novel</title><content type='html'>something i want to write novels,but after i think of the story,i lazy to write it out.for example moonlight angel 月光.天使.i wrote half way then lazy to write edi.i know this is not a good thing but i really tired lah!some more i only will write chinese novel because i m not that good in english and malay.p.s everyone know that!&lt;br /&gt;but i will write the sinopsis for my novel lah!too bad~it's in chinese too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8489029907463546752?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-7604021144352069739</id><published>2009-02-18T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T02:53:55.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name</title><content type='html'>my real name is covel.c.o.v.e.l!remember that! co is ko sound and vel (el sound plus de v sound.p.s a bit sound like 'well').please don't say wrong again.many people call me clover(still ok),cover(i really hate them!) ever chloe(? *swt)*Is my name really hate to remember?atleast all my friend call me correctly.if u finish reading this post,but still don't know how to call my name, i 'll kill you!kidding lah~ XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-7604021144352069739?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1694519568937411173</id><published>2009-02-13T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:31:05.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine Day</title><content type='html'>today is valentine day.happy valentine day,everyone!today should be perfect,but still need to go to school.when koko,super boring somemore!shee ee and me just sit there and talk.the teacher force everyone in kior to sing "i'm yours".atleast better in class lah!joh xhin made card and sold in class,it is very cheap!3 for rm1.for me and kah mei,we get free music lesson form  pearl,raveena and yew jin.some time,i fell pity him for being our maths teacher and now need to become our music teacher.maha and sarmini try hard to solve maths tuition work.sarmini goes and calls fly fm and ask for the song"love story"yesterday.but none of us heard that...too bad...next time,she should call us 1st!in this sweet valantine day,none of my friend recaive any present.i think it is because a lot of ppl said thatthe school having spot check.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1694519568937411173?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1694519568937411173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1694519568937411173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1694519568937411173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SZZucUikIrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Xp0Cgo2KIMA/s400/thumbnailCANN3684.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302547044104413874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid of dark anymore,because you are with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1903845463718650942?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1903845463718650942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1903845463718650942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8759317758512169534</id><published>2009-02-11T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:06:34.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>my school have a activities that is homestay!the student can choose the courty they want to live there for 2 weeks.for example: japan,USA.my parents allows me but i m not sure that i want to go or stay here.this week got the useless latih tubi,i really tired!got to go sleep~i had mark zhi kang sejarah paper &amp;amp; guess how much he get?98%.i just get 83% only.why the world is so cruel to me!!!i read all form 2 (cos de taecher say so) but just come out ch.1!i hate the school lah!*crying*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8759317758512169534?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-2460764751839297829</id><published>2009-02-11T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:56:42.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>i had wrote a poem called don't say sorry.my friend read and give some comment.kah mei gave me 4/5 stars,maha ,the kind girl gave 10000stars and joh xhin gave 6 /10.next time ,i will let you all give me full star !I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T SAY SORRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find you.LOnely inthe dark,I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let my love waste.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're sorry,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me lose the reason to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of your kindness,&lt;br /&gt;That cannot be replace.&lt;br /&gt;I want to belive in you,&lt;br /&gt;and start not balieve in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;After you break my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Don't say you're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me have a reason to forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want your applogzine,&lt;br /&gt;The thing I want the most is you to prove your love to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my poem .what do you think?kind of boring or super touch?tell me and rate! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-2460764751839297829?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/2460764751839297829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=2460764751839297829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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the lyric of the song'fall for you'.this is a bit perasan,please don't read after eating...i will show the funnist part~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because tonight will be the night that you will fall for me&lt;br /&gt;over again&lt;br /&gt;i won't let you change your mind&lt;br /&gt;or you won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;i swear it's true!&lt;br /&gt;because a girl like me is imposible to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not that type of perasan girl ,we try to make fun but still ming keat said we are very perasan.are we?&lt;br /&gt;p.s try to heard the song and sing together ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1771809542997411417?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1771809542997411417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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"别忘了带你的便当哟!路上小心." "会的啦!再见,妈妈我爱你!" 我看一看手表...哔!还有五分钟!要迟到了啦!"我拼命地跑...当我跑到校们时... "怦!" "好...好痛!" "你走路不长眼睛啊!?!" 哔!帅哥呀!他的头发好耀眼啊!好像沾到星光的海洋,光芒四射.他的眼神很镇定!双眼皮的褐色的眼睛呢!真罕见!可惜嘴硬,撞到我没说对不起,反而还要我道歉!他休想!我也很任性...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-7954646216858358119?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/7954646216858358119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=7954646216858358119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7954646216858358119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7954646216858358119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-sis-novel-2.html' title='my sis&apos; novel 2'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1939018866256185098</id><published>2009-02-05T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T02:03:50.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sis' novel</title><content type='html'>my sis had wrote a novel in blog before and this is the starting of the novel ,but she deleted .enjoy reading...joh xhin this is what my sis wrote but i know u can't understand what is means lah!&lt;br /&gt;"小诗,你的钢琴课要开始了,你再不快点可会迟到哟!" -----------------------------------琴声寻缘.坠入爱河------------------------------------------- 我是珍宫诗穗, 16岁.就读日本最受欢迎的音旋国中...我是个弃婴,从小就被父母抛弃...他们留在我身旁的只是一张钢琴乐谱与一条音乐项链.钢琴乐缙与音乐项链的主目曲都是.这张..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1939018866256185098?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1939018866256185098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1939018866256185098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1939018866256185098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1939018866256185098'/><link 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回到家時孩子已經熟睡了，他這才鬆了一口氣。旅途上的疲憊，讓他全身無力。正準備就寢時，突然大吃一驚：棉被下面，竟然有一碗打翻了的泡麵！ 「這孩子！」他在盛怒之下，朝熟睡中的兒子的屁股，一陣狠打。「為什麼這麼不乖，惹爸爸生氣？你這樣調皮，把棉被弄髒要給誰洗？」 這是妻子過世之後，他第一次體罰孩子。 「我沒有……」孩子抽抽咽咽地辯解著：「我沒有調皮，這……這是給爸爸吃的晚餐。」 原來孩子為了配合爸爸回家的時間，特地泡了兩碗泡麵，一碗自己吃，另一碗給爸爸。可是因為怕爸爸那碗麵涼掉，所以放進了棉被底下保溫。 爸爸聽了，不發一語地緊緊抱住孩子。看著碗裡剩下那一半已經泡漲的泡麵，啊，孩子，這是世上最最美味的泡麵啊！&lt;br /&gt;世上最美味的泡麵：&lt;br /&gt;孩子即使再年幼，&lt;br /&gt;也有他們的尊嚴，&lt;br /&gt;如果父母發現錯怪了孩子，&lt;br /&gt;要勇敢向他們說：「對不起！」&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8046554111927270032?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8046554111927270032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=8046554111927270032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>中午尖峰時間過去了，原本擁擠的小吃店，客人都已散去，老闆正要喘口氣翻閱報紙的時候，有人走了進來。那是一位老奶奶和一個小男孩。 「牛肉湯飯一碗要多少錢呢？」 奶奶坐下來拿出錢袋數了數錢，叫了一碗湯飯，熱氣騰騰的湯飯。奶奶將碗推向孫子面前，小男孩吞了吞口水望著奶奶說：「奶奶，您真的吃過中飯了嗎？」 「當然了。」奶奶含著一塊蘿蔔泡菜慢慢咀嚼。一晃眼功夫，小男孩就把一碗飯吃個精光。 老闆看到這幅景象，走到兩個人面前說：「老太太，恭喜您，您今天運氣真好，是我們的第一百個客人，所以免費。」 之後過了一個多月的某一天，小男孩蹲在小吃店對面像在數著什麼東西，使得無意間望向窗外的老闆嚇了一大跳 原來小男孩每看到一個客人走進店裡，就把小石子放進他畫的圈圈裡，但是中餐時間都快過去了，小石子卻連五十個都不到。心急如焚的老闆打電話給所有的老顧客：「很忙嗎？沒什麼事，我要你來吃碗湯飯，今天我請客。」 像這樣打電話給很多人之後，客人開始一個接一個到來。 「八十一，八十二，八十三……」小男孩數得越來越快了。 終於當第九十九個小石子被放進圈圈的那一刻，小男孩匆忙拉著奶奶的手進了小吃店。 &lt;br /&gt;「奶奶，這一次換我請客了。」小男孩有些得意地說。 真正成為第一百個客人的奶奶，讓孫子招待了一碗熱騰騰的牛肉湯飯。而小男孩就像之前奶奶一樣，含了塊蘿蔔泡菜在口中咀嚼著。 「也送一碗給那男孩吧。」老闆娘不忍心地說。 「那小男孩現在正在學習不吃東西也會飽的道理哩！」老闆回答。 呼嚕……吃得津津有味的奶奶問小孫子：「要不要留一些給你？」 沒想到小男孩卻拍拍他的小肚子，對奶奶說：「不用了，我很飽，奶奶您看……。」&lt;br /&gt;第一百個客人：&lt;br /&gt;一念善心助長一棵幼苗，&lt;br /&gt;棵棵幼苗可以成林，人人有愛、社會有情。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1363157888143566488?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1363157888143566488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1363157888143566488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1363157888143566488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1363157888143566488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_7340.html' title='第一百個客人'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-5278576556442880808</id><published>2008-12-13T10:03:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:04:21.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>種花的郵差</title><content type='html'>有個小村莊裡有位中年郵差，他從剛滿二十歲起便開始每天往返 五十公里的路程，日復一日將憂歡悲喜的故事，送到居民的家中。就這樣二十年一晃而過，人事物幾番變遷，唯獨從郵局到村莊的這條道路，從過去到現在，始終沒有一枝半葉，觸目所及，唯有飛揚的塵土罷了。 「這樣荒涼的路還要走多久?」 他一想到必須在這無花無樹充滿塵土的路上，踩著腳踏車度過他的人生時，心中總是有些遺憾。 有一天當他送完信，心事重重準備回去時，剛好經過了一家花店。 「對了，就是這個！」 他走進花店，買了一把野花的種籽，並且從第二天開始，帶著這些種籽撒在往來的路上。 就這樣，經過一天，兩天，一個月，兩個月……，他始終持續散播著野花種籽。沒多久，那條已經來回走了二十年的荒涼道路，竟開起了許多紅、黃各色的小花；夏天開夏天的花，秋天開秋天的花，四季盛開，永不停歇。種籽和花香對村莊裡的人來說，比郵差一輩子送達的任何一封郵件，更令他們開心。 在不是充滿塵土而是充滿花瓣的道路上吹著口哨，踩著腳踏車的郵差，不再是孤獨的郵差，也不再是愁苦的郵差了。&lt;br /&gt;種花的郵差：&lt;br /&gt;人生如白駒過隙，時光飛逝，&lt;br /&gt;何妨留下善行，提供後人乘涼。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-5278576556442880808?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/5278576556442880808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=5278576556442880808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5278576556442880808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5278576556442880808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_2360.html' title='種花的郵差'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-765051125360943599</id><published>2008-12-13T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:03:31.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>便當裡的頭髮</title><content type='html'>在那個貧困的年代裡，很多同學往往連帶個像樣的便當到學校上課的能力都沒有，我鄰座的同學就是如此。 他的飯菜永遠是黑黑的豆豉，我的便當卻經常裝著火腿和荷包蛋，兩者有著天壤之別。 而且這個同學，每次都會先從便當裡撿出頭髮之後，再若無其事地吃他的便當。這個令人渾身不舒服的發現一直持續著。 「可見他媽媽有多邋遢，竟然每天飯裡都有頭髮。」同學們私底下議論著。為了顧及同學自尊，又不能表現出來，總覺得好骯髒，因此對這同學的印象，也開始大打折扣。 有一天學校放學之後，那同學叫住了我：「如果沒什麼事就去我家玩吧。」雖然心中不太願意，不過自從同班以來，他第一次開口邀請我到家裡玩，所以我不好意思拒絕他。 隨朋友來到了位於漢城最陡峭地形的某個貧民村。 「媽，我帶朋友來了。」聽到同學興奮的聲音之後，房門打開了。他年邁的母親出現在門口。「我兒子的朋友來啦，讓我看看。」 但是走出房門的同學母親，只是用手摸著房門外的樑柱。 原來她是雙眼失明的盲人。我感覺到一陣鼻酸，一句話都說不出來。 同學的便當菜雖然每天如常都是豆豉，卻是眼睛看不到的母親，小心翼翼幫他裝的便當，那不只是一頓午餐，更是母親滿滿的愛心，甚至連摻雜在裡面的頭髮，也一樣是母親的愛。&lt;br /&gt;便當裡的頭髮：&lt;br /&gt;先入為主的觀念往往影響人一生的格局，&lt;br /&gt;多觀察、多探討會有更多意外的發現。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-765051125360943599?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/765051125360943599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=765051125360943599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/765051125360943599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/765051125360943599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_617.html' title='便當裡的頭髮'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-949096074616731312</id><published>2008-12-13T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:02:59.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>沒有上鎖的門</title><content type='html'>鄉下小村莊的偏僻小屋裡住著一對母女，母親深怕遭竊總是一到晚上便在門把上連鎖三道鎖；女兒則厭惡了像風景畫般枯燥而一成不變的鄉村生活，她嚮往都市，想去看看自己透過收音機所想像的那個華麗世界。 某天清晨，女兒為了追求那虛幻的夢離開了母親身邊。她趁母親睡覺時偷偷離家出走了。 「媽，妳就當作沒我這個女兒吧。」可惜這世界不如她想像的美麗動人，她在不知不覺中，走向墮落之途，深陷無法自拔的泥淖中，這時她才領悟到自己的過錯。 「媽！」 經過十年後，已經長大成人的女兒拖著受傷的心與狼狽的身軀，回到了故鄉。她回到家時已是深夜，微弱的燈光透過門縫滲透出來。她輕輕敲了敲門，卻突然有種不祥的預感。女兒扭開門把時嚇了一跳。「好奇怪，母親之前從來不曾忘記把門鎖上的。」母親瘦弱的身軀蜷曲在冰冷的地板，以令人心疼的模樣睡著了。 「媽……媽……」聽到女兒的哭泣聲，母親睜開了眼睛，一語不發地摟住女兒疲憊的肩膀。在母親懷裡哭了很久之後，女兒突然好奇問道：「媽，今天妳怎麼沒有鎖門，有人闖進來怎麼辦？」 母親回答說：「不只是今天而已，我怕妳晚上突然回來進不了家門，所以十年來門從沒鎖過。」 母親十年如一日，等待著女兒回來，女兒房間裡的擺設一如當年。這天晚上，母女回復到十年前的樣子，緊緊鎖上房門睡著了。&lt;br /&gt;沒有上鎖的門：&lt;br /&gt;家人的愛是希望的搖籃，&lt;br /&gt;感謝家的溫暖給予不斷成長的動力。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-949096074616731312?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/949096074616731312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=949096074616731312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/949096074616731312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/949096074616731312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_13.html' title='沒有上鎖的門'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8342953227266699403</id><published>2008-12-13T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:01:27.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>一朵玫瑰花</title><content type='html'>有位紳士在花店門口停了車，他打算向花店訂一束花，請他們送去給遠在故鄉的母親。 紳士正要走進店門時，發現有個小女孩坐在路上哭，紳士走到小女孩面前問她說：「孩子，為什麼坐在這裡哭？」 「我想買一朵玫瑰花送給媽媽，可是我的錢不夠。」孩子說。紳士聽了感到心疼。 「這樣啊……」於是紳士牽著小女孩的手走進花店，先訂了要送給母親的花束，然後給小女孩買了一朵玫瑰花。走出花店時紳士向小女孩提議，要開車送她回家 「真的要送我回家嗎？」 「當然啊！」 「那你送我去媽媽那裡好了。可是叔叔，我媽媽住的地方，離這裡很遠。」 「早知道就不載妳了。」紳士開玩笑地說。 紳士照小女孩說的一直開了過去，沒想到走出市區大馬路之後，隨著蜿蜒山路前行，竟然來到了墓園。小女孩把花放在一座新墳旁邊，她為了給一個月前剛過世的母親，獻上一朵玫瑰花，而走了一大段遠路。 紳士將小女孩送回家中，然後再度折返花店。他取消了要寄給母親的花束，而改買了一大束鮮花，直奔離這裡有五小時車程的母親家中，他要親自將花獻給媽媽。&lt;br /&gt;一朵玫瑰花：&lt;br /&gt;為逝者舉行盛大喪禮，&lt;br /&gt;不如在他在世時善盡孝心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8342953227266699403?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8342953227266699403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-5139771107904411621</id><published>2008-11-28T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:37:02.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Futatsu no Kodou to Akai Tsumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: ON/OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Akaku akaku akaku yurete&lt;br /&gt;Yume no yume no hate e&lt;br /&gt;Hanarerarenai&lt;br /&gt;Mou nandomo akiramete wa oshikorosu tabi&lt;br /&gt;Ikiba no nai kanjou ga me o samashiteku&lt;br /&gt;Kegare no nai sono hohoemi zankoku na hodo&lt;br /&gt;Tooi sonzai da to wakaru yo&lt;br /&gt;Ienai kizu Kokoro mushibamu dake na no ni&lt;br /&gt;Yami no (Naka ni) Ima mo (Yadoru) Omoi o osaekirenai&lt;br /&gt;Akaku akaku akaku yurete&lt;br /&gt;Yume no yume no hate e&lt;br /&gt;Deatte shimatta unmei ga mawaridasu&lt;br /&gt;Dare mo dare mo shiranai himitsu&lt;br /&gt;Ochite ochite ochite&lt;br /&gt;Mou modorenai Tsumi o kizande mo Kitto&lt;br /&gt;Kodoku no fuchi aruki nagara sukuwareteita&lt;br /&gt;Donna toki mo kawaranai REAL na hitomi&lt;br /&gt;Demo hikari ga mabushii hodo umareru kage wa&lt;br /&gt;Fukaku irokoku shinobu yoru yo&lt;br /&gt;Futatsu no kodou Marude awase kagami no you ni&lt;br /&gt;Niteru (Keredo) Chigau (Itami) Mugen ni tsuzuiteiku&lt;br /&gt;Akaku akaku akaku moete&lt;br /&gt;Subete subete keshite&lt;br /&gt;Kanau koto no nai maboroshi ga ugokidasu&lt;br /&gt;Tsuyoku tsuyoku hakanai yoru o&lt;br /&gt;Koete koete koete&lt;br /&gt;Nogarerarenai Tsumi ni oborete mo Kitto&lt;br /&gt;Akaku akaku akaku yurete&lt;br /&gt;Yume no yume no hate e&lt;br /&gt;Deatte shimatta unmei ga mawaridasu&lt;br /&gt;Dare mo dare mo shiranai himitsu&lt;br /&gt;Ochite ochite ochite&lt;br /&gt;Mou modorenai Tsumi o kizande mo Kitto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-5139771107904411621?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/5139771107904411621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=5139771107904411621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5139771107904411621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/5139771107904411621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/11/futatsu-no-kodou-to-akai-tsumi-artist.html' title=''/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-7394127839810419380</id><published>2008-11-28T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T07:18:07.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shonen omnyoji clossing song</title><content type='html'>Promise&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Kiuji Saori&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Hirota Yuka&lt;br /&gt;Composition: Hirota Yuka&lt;br /&gt;Arrangement: Matsuura Akihisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the deep darkness, I heard your voice&lt;br /&gt;“I believe you”; just that one phrase echoed in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You would always be by my side&lt;br /&gt;You would always give me courage&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep protecting our future&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, my precious&lt;br /&gt;That I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surpass myself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;As in time, all people will lose sight of their dreams&lt;br /&gt;The eras of mistakes and ways to hurt another are made to repeat&lt;br /&gt;Why do they fight against believing in each other?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they put out the light known as destiny?&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect our future with my hands to the end&lt;br /&gt;Because you taught me&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of challenging with all my might&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep protecting our future&lt;br /&gt;I’ll promise to you, my precious&lt;br /&gt;That I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surpass myself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;You’ll surpass yourself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Kiuji Saori&lt;br /&gt;Fukai yami no naka de   kimi no koe ga kikoeta&lt;br /&gt;“Shinjiteru”   tada hitokoto   boku no kokoro ni hibiite kita&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo   kimi ga soba ni ite kureta ne&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo   boku ni yuuki kurete ita&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai o   mamoritsuzukeru tame ni&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na   kimi ni yakusokusuru yo&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa akiramenai&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto boku wa boku o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;Toki to shite hito wa dare mo   yume o miushinatte shimau&lt;br /&gt;Ayamachi ya   kizutsukikata mo   jidai wa kurikaesarete iku&lt;br /&gt;Doushite   shinjiau koto ni aragau no?&lt;br /&gt;Doushite   unmei to iu hikari   kesu no?&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai wa kono te de mamorinukitai&lt;br /&gt;Zenryoku de idomu koto no imi o&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ga oshiete kureta kara&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai o   mamoritsuzukeru tame ni&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na   kimi ni yakusokusuru yo&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa akiramenai&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto boku wa boku o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto kimi wa kimi o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;約束歌：木氏沙織&lt;br /&gt;作詞：廣田由佳&lt;br /&gt;作曲：廣田由佳&lt;br /&gt;編曲：松浦晃久&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;深い暗闇（やみ）の中で　君の声が聞こえた&lt;br /&gt;『信じてる』　ただ一言　僕の心に響いてきた&lt;br /&gt;いつも　君がそばに居てくれたね&lt;br /&gt;いつも　僕に勇気くれていた&lt;br /&gt;僕たちの未来を　守り続けるために&lt;br /&gt;大切な　君に約束するよ&lt;br /&gt;僕はあきらめない&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと僕は僕を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;br /&gt;時として人は誰も　夢を見失ってしまう&lt;br /&gt;過ちや　傷つき方も　時代は繰り返されていく&lt;br /&gt;どうして　信じあう事に抗うの？&lt;br /&gt;どうして　運命というヒカリ　消すの？&lt;br /&gt;僕たちの未来はこの手で守り抜きたい&lt;br /&gt;全力で挑むことの意味を&lt;br /&gt;君が教えてくれたから僕たちの未来を　守り続けるために&lt;br /&gt;大切な　君に約束するよ&lt;br /&gt;僕はあきらめない&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと僕は僕を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと君は君を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-7394127839810419380?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-4169209838925685540</id><published>2008-11-04T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:52:49.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shounen onmyoji</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SRBeEneClGI/AAAAAAAAACM/IPr0q2QpdLQ/s1600-h/6859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264811397803578466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SRBeEneClGI/AAAAAAAAACM/IPr0q2QpdLQ/s400/6859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The series, set in the &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Heian era" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Heian_era"&gt;Heian era&lt;/a&gt;, Abe no Masahiro is the grandson of the great &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Onmyōji" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onmy%C5%8Dji"&gt;onmyōji&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Abe no Seimei" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abe_no_Seimei"&gt;Abe no Seimei&lt;/a&gt;. Seimei, who passed his teachings on to his grandson, Masahiro who has lost his &lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="Extra-sensory perception" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extra-sensory_perception"&gt;sixth sense&lt;/a&gt; and the ability to see spirits. Masahiro constantly feels resentful for being in his grandfather's shadow.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, one day, Masahiro meets a fox-like creature which he names (もっくん, Mokkun&lt;a title="Help:Japanese" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:Japanese"&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;) who shows him his true potential powers after fighting a demon. Mokkun is actually (騰蛇, Tōda&lt;a title="Help:Japanese" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:Japanese"&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;), who prefers to be called Guren is one of the twelve shikigami called the (神将, Shinshō&lt;a title="Help:Japanese" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Help:Japanese"&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;), who has pledge his loyalty to Seimei and help Masahiro to surpass his grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;Masahiro's dreams to surpass his grandfather may not come easy as not only he has to convinced the other Shinshō that he is Seimei's true successor. He must also become more powerful to stop demons that are coming from China and the other parts Japan. As well as the Underworld along with evil rival onmyōji's from destroying Japan and keeps his promise to protect Princess Akiko of the Fujiwara clan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-4169209838925685540?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/4169209838925685540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=4169209838925685540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4169209838925685540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4169209838925685540'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SRBdaYeT1uI/AAAAAAAAACE/8liIIUXGqLs/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-7158101231275182395</id><published>2008-11-04T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T06:31:05.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after veiwing my blog,my friend ask me that why i put so many lyrics.when i think about it,the reason is very easy.all is just because i love those song.music is a very amazing thing in the world.it can show your feeling!if one day,there is no music in this world,how can i live?i can't share my feeling with music.it will be a very lonely world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-7158101231275182395?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/7158101231275182395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=7158101231275182395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7158101231275182395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/7158101231275182395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-veiwing-my-blogmy-friend-ask-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Saruwatari 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/&gt;kaerimichi futo damarikomu &lt;br /&gt;bukiyou de tsutaerarenai omoi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashi haya ni yuku shiki no naka &lt;br /&gt;donna shiin demo &lt;br /&gt;sugu soba de kimi wo mite itanda &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;futo guchi zusamu suki na fureezu &lt;br /&gt;moshimo kimi nara donna &lt;br /&gt;neiro wo kanaderu darou &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ichibyou goto ni &lt;br /&gt;yaki tsuketetai kimi wo &lt;br /&gt;suneta shigusa mo warai kao mo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi wo irodoru subete ga ima, &lt;br /&gt;kaze ni mai nagara &lt;br /&gt;yasashiku tsutsumu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimi ga hitomi wo kagayakase &lt;br /&gt;hanashite kureta &lt;br /&gt;hateshinai yume egaku storii &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano toki kimi wa, &lt;br /&gt;mayotteta boku no senaka wo &lt;br /&gt;sarige naku oshite itanda ne &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyaku paasento ima wo ikiteru &lt;br /&gt;kimi wa dare yori &lt;br /&gt;kirameite iru taiyou no you ni &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatta hotori ni deaeta kiseki fukaku &lt;br /&gt;kimi wo shiritai kizutsuite demo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ichibyou goto ni kimi ga itoshii zutto... &lt;br /&gt;mune no kodou ga hibiite iru &lt;br /&gt;itsuka wa kitto tsuyosa to iu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsubasa wo hirogete &lt;br /&gt;mamori tsukeru... &lt;br /&gt;dare yori kimi wo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::♩Top♩:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji Lyrics &lt;br /&gt;一秒毎に君 がイトシイ ずっと・・・ &lt;br /&gt;胸の鼓動が 響いている・・・ &lt;br /&gt;2人で歩く 帰り道 ふと黙り込む &lt;br /&gt;不器用で 伝えられ ない想い &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;足早に行く 四季の中どんな &lt;br /&gt;場面でも すぐそばで君 を見て &lt;br /&gt;いたんふと口 ずさむ 好きなフ &lt;br /&gt;レーズもし も君ならどんな音色を &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;奏でるだろう 一秒毎に焼きつけ &lt;br /&gt;てたい君を 拗ねた仕草も笑い顔も &lt;br /&gt;君を彩るすべ てが今、風に 舞いながら &lt;br /&gt;優しく包む・・・ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;君が瞳を 輝かせ話し てくれた &lt;br /&gt;果てしない 夢描く物語 &lt;br /&gt;あの時君は、 迷ってた僕 の背中を &lt;br /&gt;さり気なく 押していたんだね &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100% ％現在を 生きてる &lt;br /&gt;君は誰より 煌めいている 太陽のように &lt;br /&gt;たったひとり に出逢えた 奇跡深く &lt;br /&gt;君を知りたい 傷ついてでも &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一秒毎に 君がイトシイ &lt;br /&gt;ずっと・・・ 胸の鼓動が 響いている・・・ &lt;br /&gt;いつかはき っと強さという 翼を広げて &lt;br /&gt;守り続ける 誰より君を・・・ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::♩Top♩:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation &lt;br /&gt;Each and every second, you're so lovely... &lt;br /&gt;The beats of my heart keeps resounding... &lt;br /&gt;As we walk together on the way back we sink into silence &lt;br /&gt;Clumsily, these feelings that I cannot convey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking quickly through the four seasons that move quickly, &lt;br /&gt;In whatever scene, I want to see you right by my side. &lt;br /&gt;Humming a favorite phrase &lt;br /&gt;of mine, 'if it's you, no matter what the sound, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be able to play it, right?' Each and every second, I want &lt;br /&gt;to burn you into my memory. Your pouts, your smiles, &lt;br /&gt;everything that paints you who you are, everything is now dancing with the wind, &lt;br /&gt;gently enveloped by the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words made my eyes shine, &lt;br /&gt;The story of our dreams that we paint knows no bounds. &lt;br /&gt;At that time, you casually gave me, who was lost, &lt;br /&gt;a push on the back, didn't you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, who is living 100% in the present, &lt;br /&gt;you twinkle brighter than anyone, just like the Sun. &lt;br /&gt;The miracle of meeting someone &lt;br /&gt;I want to know you even deeper, even if I get hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each and every second, you're so lovely... &lt;br /&gt;The beats of my heart keeps resounding... &lt;br /&gt;I vow to become strong someday, so I can spread my wings &lt;br /&gt;To always look over you... &lt;br /&gt;more than everyone else...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-4489315383546518245?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/4489315383546518245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=4489315383546518245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4489315383546518245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/4489315383546518245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/10/crescendo-ed.html' title='CRESCENDO - ED'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-6670891251291543609</id><published>2008-10-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:43:00.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Breeze - OP by kanon</title><content type='html'>Notes &lt;br /&gt;Anything in () = parts that weren't in the lyrics that Wassery_Harp did or found in the original lyrics, but were added by me &lt;br /&gt;Anything in [] = it's at the end of the song but isn't in the original lyrics; I just added it for the sake of being complete &lt;br /&gt;* = what's sung in the background &lt;br /&gt;** = the short speech that she says before the last part of the song &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Seryass for editing the lyrics~! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romaji Lyrics: &lt;br /&gt;ugoiteru toki no naka &lt;br /&gt;meguri ateta ne You and I &lt;br /&gt;afuredasu kono omoi &lt;br /&gt;kienai you ni atatamete &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirameku mirai ni &lt;br /&gt;anata to futari de itai kara &lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze... (*When you whisper to me) &lt;br /&gt;Kanjita koto nai this feeling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you (*I'm singing just for us) &lt;br /&gt;zutto nakusanai you ni &lt;br /&gt;(*It's never ever gonna end, 'cause you're my real best friend &lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can touch the sky and pray for awhile) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ureshii toki kanashii toki mo &lt;br /&gt;mayowazu tonde yuku kara &lt;br /&gt;dakishimete uketomete &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egao wo misete hoshii no &lt;br /&gt;anata ga iru kara &lt;br /&gt;kyou mo ashita mo I can keep on going &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze... (*When you whisper to me) &lt;br /&gt;ima hajimari monogatari &lt;br /&gt;Just for us... (*I'm singing just for us) &lt;br /&gt;zutto owaranai you ni &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(**Baby, I just want you to know &lt;br /&gt;That you make me feel so beautiful &lt;br /&gt;and no matter what happens &lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna let this go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that we we're meant to be &lt;br /&gt;Together... &lt;br /&gt;Forever...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze...(*When you whisper to me) &lt;br /&gt;ima hajimari monogatari &lt;br /&gt;Just for us... (*I'm singing just for us) &lt;br /&gt;zutto owaranai you ni &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[(*It's never ever gonna end, 'cause you're my real best friend) &lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze... (*Baby, I can touch the sky and pray for awhile) &lt;br /&gt;Just for us... (*It's never ever gonna end, 'cause you're my real best friend) &lt;br /&gt;zutto owaranai you ni (*Baby, I can touch the sky and pray for awhile) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*It's never ever gonna end, 'cause you're my real best friend &lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can touch the sky and pray for awhile) &lt;br /&gt;(*It's never ever gonna end, 'cause you're my real best friend &lt;br /&gt;Baby, I can touch the sky and pray for awhile)] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::♩Top♩:: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanji Lyrics &lt;br /&gt;動いてる 時の中 めぐり会えたね You and I &lt;br /&gt;溢れ出す この想い 消えないように 温めて &lt;br /&gt;きらめく未来に あなたと二人で いたいから &lt;br /&gt;Brand new breeze 感じたことない this feeling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for you ずっと なくさないように &lt;br /&gt;嬉しい時 悲しい時も 迷わず飛ん でゆくから &lt;br /&gt;抱きしめて 受け止めて 笑顔を見せ て欲しいの &lt;br /&gt;あなたがい るから 今日も明日も I can keep on going &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new breeze 今始ま る物語 &lt;br /&gt;Just for us ずっと終わ らないように・・・ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new breeze 今始ま る物語 &lt;br /&gt;Just for us ずっと終わ らないように・・・ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation &lt;br /&gt;In the time that we were moving on, &lt;br /&gt;Didn't we meet by fate? You and I &lt;br /&gt;I keep this overflowing feeling warm, &lt;br /&gt;So it won't disappear &lt;br /&gt;In the glistening future, &lt;br /&gt;I want to be together with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze~. &lt;br /&gt;I never felt this feeling before &lt;br /&gt;Just for you~. &lt;br /&gt;I won't let it lose for forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm happy &lt;br /&gt;And when I'm sad, &lt;br /&gt;I don't hesitate to fly to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hold me, &lt;br /&gt;To catch me, and to show me your smile. &lt;br /&gt;Because I have you, &lt;br /&gt;Both today and tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;I can keep on going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze~. &lt;br /&gt;The tale begins now. &lt;br /&gt;Just for us~. &lt;br /&gt;And I won't let it end for forever... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand New Breeze~. &lt;br /&gt;The tale begins now. &lt;br /&gt;Just for us~. &lt;br /&gt;And I won't let it end for forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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you're fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;-Somewhere between all our laughs,long tales,stupid little rights and all our jokes,I fell in love&lt;br /&gt;-If only you knew,I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;-If you can't get someone out of your head,maybe they're supposed to be there&lt;br /&gt;-You give me that funny feeling in my tummy&lt;br /&gt;-Late at night,when all the world is sleeping,stay up and think of you and wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too&lt;br /&gt;-Everyone has a reason for waking up...mine is you...&lt;br /&gt;-Follow your heart it knows the way&lt;br /&gt;-You want the truth?Well,here it is...I can't stop thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;-You can fall from the sky,you can fall from a tree,but the best way to fall is in love with me&lt;br /&gt;-If I did one thing right in my life,it was when I gave my heart to you&lt;br /&gt;-My world was black and white until the day you walked through my door and into my heart&lt;br /&gt;-If I had the choice between loving you and breathing...I would use my last breath to tell you that I love you&lt;br /&gt;-Someone should sue Disney for making every girl believe that they have a prince charming&lt;br /&gt;-It hurt deeper than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;-You know you love him when you can't help but cry every night because he's not yours...he's hers...&lt;br /&gt;-I like walking in the rain cause no one knows I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;-Guys aren't worth your tears and the one that is won't make you cry&lt;br /&gt;-Every second I'm without you,I'm a mess&lt;br /&gt;-My heart taken by you,broken by you and now it is in pieces because of you&lt;br /&gt;-I wish I was as invisible as you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;-It's really pathetic how I keep trying to hold on to something that's not coming back&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow,we must fail in order to know.Sometimes our vision clear only after our eyes are washed away with tears&lt;br /&gt;-Wait for the boy who will make you smile like no one else&lt;br /&gt;-Everything happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;-Its funny how someone can break your heart and you still love them with all the little pieces&lt;br /&gt;-I loved you once.I love you still.I always have.I always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-1663176979422575086?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/1663176979422575086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=1663176979422575086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/1663176979422575086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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midori no TONNERU ga tsuzuite ita&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo kayoinareta basho datta no ni&lt;br /&gt;Kyou wa hitori ga sabishiku natta&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ga tonari ni inai dake de&lt;br /&gt;Kotto yuku sekai niKurushiku naru no&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto chikaku ni kanjitetai yo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no sono tsuyosa made zenbu&lt;br /&gt;Sugoku tooku hanarete basho ni ita tte&lt;br /&gt;Tsunagatte iru kara&lt;br /&gt;Yasashii sono koe mo watashi wo mitasu Energy&lt;br /&gt;Kira kira ame sasou yuugure no machi ni&lt;br /&gt;Kasa wo motazu ni dete kita&lt;br /&gt;Issho mune no watashi o mite kimi wa ijiwarui ni waratte ita&lt;br /&gt;Mizutamari wo wazato futari de funde ano hun no mitsume&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku shita ne kimi no daisuki na fuyu ga kitara&lt;br /&gt;Futari no kioku ni kagi wo kakeru to&lt;br /&gt;Ne zutto zutto soba de dakishimetetai yo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no sono yowasa datte zenbu&lt;br /&gt;Donna ni kimi ga tsuyogatte nisete datte tsutawatte kuru kara&lt;br /&gt;Onaji yozora no shita kimi ga naite iru koto&lt;br /&gt;Zutto zutto soba de dakishimeteite yo&lt;br /&gt;Watashi no kumai tami wo nokotta&lt;br /&gt;Tatoe kimi ga watashi wo wasurechattemo zutto matteru kara&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto chikaku ni kanjitetai yo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no sono taiyou wo itsudemo&lt;br /&gt;Sugoku tooku hanarete basho ni ita tte&lt;br /&gt;Tsunagatte iru kara&lt;br /&gt;Yasashii sono koe mo atatakai sono ondo mo&lt;br /&gt;Kimi no sono subete ga watashi ugokasu Energy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel it even closer, closer&lt;br /&gt;That warmth of yours&lt;br /&gt;Because of the dry leaves fluttering in the wind&lt;br /&gt;This hill seems different than usual&lt;br /&gt;When I met you&lt;br /&gt;It was a continuous tunnel of nothing but green&lt;br /&gt;It's a place I got used to passing through&lt;br /&gt;But today, all alone, I became lonely&lt;br /&gt;Simply because you aren't by my side&lt;br /&gt;The world freezes over, and it's painfulI want to feel it even closer, closer&lt;br /&gt;That strength of yours, and everything&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are in greatly separated places&lt;br /&gt;We are connected&lt;br /&gt;That gentle voice is the energy that fills me&lt;br /&gt;Beckoned by the sparkling rain, I went out&lt;br /&gt;Into the evening town, without an umbrella&lt;br /&gt;Seeing me all drenchedYou laughed unkindly&lt;br /&gt;Together we stepped into the puddles on purpose&lt;br /&gt;Watching the ripples, we made a promise&lt;br /&gt;When the winter you love so much arrives&lt;br /&gt;We will lock away the memories of us&lt;br /&gt;HeyI want to embrace you always, always&lt;br /&gt;That weakness of yours, and everything&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you show that you've grown stronger&lt;br /&gt;It will still show throughBeneath the same night sky, you were crying&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me always, always&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away this pain of mine&lt;br /&gt;Even if you should forget meI will always be waiting&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel it even closer, closer&lt;br /&gt;That warmth of yours, always&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are in greatly separated places&lt;br /&gt;We are connected&lt;br /&gt;That gentle voice, that warm temperature&lt;br /&gt;Everything of yours, is the energy that moves me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8922762215972309478?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8922762215972309478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=8922762215972309478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;♥Lonely in Gorgeous♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vocals: Tommy february6&lt;br /&gt;I dashed out at 0 o’clock in the morningI kicked the door openMy glass slippers shatteredAnd my dress tore, too&lt;br /&gt;Hey, aren’t you shocked?Even if I chased after you, you wouldn’t comeMy tears overflow and I can’t run anymore…&lt;br /&gt;It just might be jealousy… It’s-so-pain-ful…!!&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” yeah…Party night… I’m breaking my heartI want you to find me immediately and embrace me&lt;br /&gt;The headlights shine…where are you bad boy?Wipe away my tears with the scarf of loveI can’t see anything&lt;br /&gt;I want to scrape up stardustAnd hurl it at youWhy do you care?And yet you are only able to love yourself…&lt;br /&gt;I just might be falling out of love… Is it for real…?!&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” yeah…Party time…won’t bury thatIf you’re not here, then the world seems empty&lt;br /&gt;I want to keep dreaming“I miss you bad boy”Please don’t shut me inside the glitterOr I’ll break down&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous”I’m breaking my heartWhere are you bad boy?“Lonely in party night”&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous”I’m breaking my heartI miss you bad boy“Lonely in party time”&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” yeah…Party night… I can’t laughI don’t need anything, just be by my side&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” yeah…Party night… I’m breaking my heartInside of the box of glitter that you left behindI embrace loneliness and I can’t moveI don’t need anything, just be by my sideKneel down, look at meAnd pledge your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;♥Lonely in Gorgeous♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vocals: Tommy february6&lt;br /&gt;Gozen rei-ji, tobidashitaTobira o ketobashiteGarasu no kutsu ga wareteDoresu mo yabureta&lt;br /&gt;Nee Akirete iru n deshou?Oikakete mo konaiNamida ga afurete Mou hashirenai wa…&lt;br /&gt;Jerashii kamo… SE-TSU-NA-I…!!&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” Yeah…Party night… I’m breaking my heartIma sugu mitsukete Dakishimete hoshii&lt;br /&gt;Heddo raito ga hikaru…where are you bad boy?Ai no sukaafu de namida o fuiteNan ni mo mienai&lt;br /&gt;Hoshikuzu o kakiatsumeAnata ni butsuketaiNaze kamau no?Jibun shika aisenai kuse ni…&lt;br /&gt;Shitsuren kamo… Maji na no…?!&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” Yeah…Party time… UmaranaiAnata ga inai to Karappo na sekai&lt;br /&gt;Yume no tsuzuki ga mitai“I miss you bad boy”Kirameki no naka ni tojikomenaideKowarete shimau wa&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous”I’m breaking my heartWhere are you bad boy?“Lonely in party night”&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous”I’m breaking my heartI miss you bad boy“Lonely in party time”&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” Yeah…Party night… WaraenaiNani mo iranai Tada soba ni ite&lt;br /&gt;“Lonely in Gorgeous” Yeah…Party night… I’m breaking my heartAnata ga nokoshita Kirameki no hako no naka deKodoku o daite ugokenaiNani mo iranai no Tada soba ni iteHizamazuite Watashi o miteAi o chikatte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8554992521158650357?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8554992521158650357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=8554992521158650357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/8554992521158650357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/8554992521158650357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/09/paradise-kiss-opening-song.html' title='paradise kiss opening song'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-158257066161297817</id><published>2008-09-16T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:35:54.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shonen onmyoji opening song</title><content type='html'>The Reasons for Smiling&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Hikita Kaori&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Ito Yuko&lt;br /&gt;Composition: Kajiura Yuki&lt;br /&gt;Arrangement: HAL&lt;br /&gt;Chorus Arrangement: Kajiura Yuki&lt;br /&gt;When the wound within your locked-up memories&lt;br /&gt;Touches your heart soundlessly&lt;br /&gt;You’ll smile kindly; but behind it, there are tears of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Yearn for a boundless strength&lt;br /&gt;And with those who you believe in, dash upwards many times&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect, I want to believe, all of the reasons for smiling&lt;br /&gt;Ferocity and love, too, I’ll accept everything&lt;br /&gt;I won’t ever let go of your hand again, aiming for that light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overlapping our chests that we sympathize with&lt;br /&gt;In our thoughts that can forgive and share with each other&lt;br /&gt;I keep praying words of an oath so that they won’t change&lt;br /&gt;Yearn for a fearless heart, lift the dream that you believe in&lt;br /&gt;And embrace me with both of your hands&lt;br /&gt;I want to love, I want to feel, all of the reasons for smiling&lt;br /&gt;Tell me as it as, even the shout of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I won’t ever avert my eyes again&lt;br /&gt;Igniting that light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearn for a boundless strength&lt;br /&gt;And with those who you believe in, dash upwards many times&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect, I want to believe, all of the reasons for smiling&lt;br /&gt;Ferocity and love, too, I’ll accept everything&lt;br /&gt;I want to love, I want to feel, all of the reasons for smiling&lt;br /&gt;Tell me as it as, even the shout of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I won’t ever let go of your hand again, aiming for that light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egao no Wake&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Hikita Kaori&lt;br /&gt;Tozasareta kioku no naka no kizu ga&lt;br /&gt;Oto mo naku kokoro ni fureru toki ni&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiku hohoemu sono ura ni wa   kodoku no namida&lt;br /&gt;Hateshinai tsuyosa motomete&lt;br /&gt;Shinjiru mono-tachi to   nando mo kakeagare&lt;br /&gt;Mamoritai   shinjitai   egao no wake o subete&lt;br /&gt;Hageshisa mo itoshisa mo   zenbu uketomeru yo&lt;br /&gt;Nido to sono te o hanasanai   ano hikari o mezashite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omoiyaru tagai no mune   kasanete&lt;br /&gt;Yurushiai wakachiaeru omoi ni&lt;br /&gt;Kawaranu you ni inoritsuzukeru chikai no kotoba&lt;br /&gt;Osorenai kokoro motomete   shinjiru yume kakage&lt;br /&gt;Ryoute ni dakishimete&lt;br /&gt;Aishitai   kanjitai   egao no wake o subete&lt;br /&gt;Ari no mama kikasete yo   kokoro no sakebi sae&lt;br /&gt;Nido to kono me o sorasanai&lt;br /&gt;Ano hikari o tomoshite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hateshinai tsuyosa motomete&lt;br /&gt;Shinjiru mono-tachi to   nando mo kakeagare&lt;br /&gt;Mamoritai   shinjitai   egao no wake o subete&lt;br /&gt;Hageshisa mo itoshisa mo   zenbu uketomeru yo&lt;br /&gt;Aishitai   kanjitai   egao no wake o subete&lt;br /&gt;Ari no mama kikasete yo   kokoro no sakebi sae&lt;br /&gt;Nido to sono te o hanasanai   ano hikari o mezashite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-158257066161297817?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-4452384630874060404</id><published>2008-09-16T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:32:31.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shonen onmyoji clossing song</title><content type='html'>Promise&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Kiuji Saori&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics: Hirota Yuka&lt;br /&gt;Composition: Hirota Yuka&lt;br /&gt;Arrangement: Matsuura Akihisa&lt;br /&gt;Within the deep darkness, I heard your voice&lt;br /&gt;“I believe you”; just that one phrase echoed in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You would always be by my side&lt;br /&gt;You would always give me courage&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep protecting our future&lt;br /&gt;I promise you, my precious&lt;br /&gt;That I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surpass myself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;As in time, all people will lose sight of their dreams&lt;br /&gt;The eras of mistakes and ways to hurt another are made to repeat&lt;br /&gt;Why do they fight against believing in each other?&lt;br /&gt;Why do they put out the light known as destiny?&lt;br /&gt;I want to protect our future with my hands to the end&lt;br /&gt;Because you taught me&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of challenging with all my might&lt;br /&gt;In order to keep protecting our future&lt;br /&gt;I’ll promise to you, my precious&lt;br /&gt;That I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surpass myself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;You’ll surpass yourself further and further&lt;br /&gt;Surely, surely, surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakusoku&lt;br /&gt;Vocals: Kiuji Saori&lt;br /&gt;Fukai yami no naka de   kimi no koe ga kikoeta&lt;br /&gt;“Shinjiteru”   tada hitokoto   boku no kokoro ni hibiite kita&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo   kimi ga soba ni ite kureta ne&lt;br /&gt;Itsumo   boku ni yuuki kurete ita&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai o   mamoritsuzukeru tame ni&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na   kimi ni yakusokusuru yo&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa akiramenai&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto boku wa boku o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;Toki to shite hito wa dare mo   yume o miushinatte shimau&lt;br /&gt;Ayamachi ya   kizutsukikata mo   jidai wa kurikaesarete iku&lt;br /&gt;Doushite   shinjiau koto ni aragau no?&lt;br /&gt;Doushite   unmei to iu hikari   kesu no?&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai wa kono te de mamorinukitai&lt;br /&gt;Zenryoku de idomu koto no imi o&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ga oshiete kureta kara&lt;br /&gt;Boku-tachi no mirai o   mamoritsuzukeru tame ni&lt;br /&gt;Taisetsu na   kimi ni yakusokusuru yo&lt;br /&gt;Boku wa akiramenai&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto boku wa boku o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;Motto motto kimi wa kimi o koete&lt;br /&gt;Kitto kitto kitto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;約束&lt;br /&gt;歌：木氏沙織&lt;br /&gt;作詞：廣田由佳&lt;br /&gt;作曲：廣田由佳&lt;br /&gt;編曲：松浦晃久&lt;br /&gt;深い暗闇（やみ）の中で　君の声が聞こえた&lt;br /&gt;『信じてる』　ただ一言　僕の心に響いてきた&lt;br /&gt;いつも　君がそばに居てくれたね&lt;br /&gt;いつも　僕に勇気くれていた&lt;br /&gt;僕たちの未来を　守り続けるために&lt;br /&gt;大切な　君に約束するよ&lt;br /&gt;僕はあきらめない&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと僕は僕を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;br /&gt;時として人は誰も　夢を見失ってしまう&lt;br /&gt;過ちや　傷つき方も　時代は繰り返されていく&lt;br /&gt;どうして　信じあう事に抗うの？&lt;br /&gt;どうして　運命というヒカリ　消すの？&lt;br /&gt;僕たちの未来はこの手で守り抜きたい&lt;br /&gt;全力で挑むことの意味を&lt;br /&gt;君が教えてくれたから&lt;br /&gt;僕たちの未来を　守り続けるために&lt;br /&gt;大切な　君に約束するよ&lt;br /&gt;僕はあきらめない&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと僕は僕を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;br /&gt;もっともっと君は君を超えて&lt;br /&gt;きっときっときっと&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-4452384630874060404?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/4452384630874060404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/SMfgEeTB9rI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r8fafxYLMs4/s72-c/Paininsidepoem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-462147907626123937</id><published>2008-09-07T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T07:03:25.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>月光.天使~第一话,奇妙的相遇</title><content type='html'>我手里抱可爱的小猫,它的毛好像雪花一样白,眼神中露出恐惧,不断地咪咪叫.我小心地从树上爬下来,把它交给它的主人.那位小妹妹露出幸福的笑容,不断向我道谢.看来,我又做了一件好事.我向她道别后,看一看手表才想起:糟了,我上学快迟到了啦!&lt;br /&gt;             还剩下五分钟,我加快速度往学校的方向冲.幸好,再转个弯就到了!这时,我和另一个人相撞!好痛啊!"搞什么啊?走这么快,干什么?"那个人说.话一说完,那人就走了.过份!至少也扶我起来嘛!当我正要站起来时,忽然感到脚传来一阵巨痛.不会吧!我竞然倒霉到扭伤脚!天啊,就快上课了,每个人都只顾着跑到学校去,根本没空理我.我该怎么办?&lt;br /&gt;            ''你还好吗?需要帮忙吗?''我抬头一看,竟然是一个和我年龄相近的男生!他有一双蓝色的眼睛,一头金发在阳光底下闪着光芒,脸上挂着笑容,白菥的肤色使校服看起来更搭配,简直像个模特儿.他见我沉默了一会,忍不住再问了一次.我看得太入迷了,忘记了他正在等我回答.我连忙说:"我不小心扭伤脚,不能走路了!"他看了看我身上的校服,二语不说把我背到学校的休息室去.&lt;br /&gt;            一路上,同学们都用奇怪的眼神看着我们.好丢脸哟!他却毫表情地背我到体息室去.他把我放下后,就飞快地走了.我都来不及向他道谢呢!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                        &lt;待续&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-462147907626123937?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/462147907626123937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=462147907626123937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/462147907626123937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/462147907626123937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_07.html' title='月光.天使~第一话,奇妙的相遇'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-8584960200915510765</id><published>2008-09-05T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:40:44.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You~</title><content type='html'>THE SUN SHINE ON THE GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;FLOWERS ALL OVER THE GROUND.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A PERFECT MORNING!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHERE ARE YOU,MY FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SUN SHINE ON THE LAKE.&lt;br /&gt;FISHES SWIM IN THE LAKE.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A PERFECT AFTERNOON!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHERE ARE YOU,MY FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I LOOK AT THE SKY,&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL YOU ARE BESIDE ME!&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHEN I TURN MY HEAD,&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE NOT THERE!&lt;br /&gt;WHERE ARE YOU,MY FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;LET THE WIND PASS THE MESSAGE,&lt;br /&gt;I AM MISSING YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1934595625141785385-8584960200915510765?l=michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/feeds/8584960200915510765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1934595625141785385&amp;postID=8584960200915510765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/8584960200915510765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1934595625141785385/posts/default/8584960200915510765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michiyosaruwatari.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-you.html' title='I Miss You~'/><author><name>Saruwatari Michiyo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07418213138158627313</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TNYTC1CwMng/STLPjtkMheI/AAAAAAAAACU/3m110cF50Xs/S220/thumbnailCAUGT2AT.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1934595625141785385.post-1645700414464670622</id><published>2008-09-04T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T09:44:06.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>helo,everybody!</title><content type='html'>Hi,I'm saruwatari michiyo.nice to meet u all...thx 4 viewing my blog.i hope u can give me some comments to improve this blog.dozo yorushiku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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