<?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-13049737</id><updated>2011-11-27T13:28:31.442+09:00</updated><title type='text'>meのつもり</title><subtitle type='html'>meのつもりだったけど。。

meって誰？笑うのが大好き。ロマンスが下手で有名。変なことを見つけるのが得意。想像力に富んでる。</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-117008217827002749</id><published>2007-01-29T23:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:49:38.293+09:00</updated><title type='text'>あけおめ！</title><content type='html'>お久しぶり！&lt;br /&gt;書けなくなった。なんでだろう。上達出来てないのは恥ずかしいからです！（汗）&lt;br /&gt;日本語も。仕事も。恋愛も？（笑）&lt;br /&gt;う～ん。。最近、頑張ってます！&lt;br /&gt;12月に、日本語能力試験やってみました。結果はまだまだ。６０％以上だったらセーフなんで自信持っててＯＫ！！って思われない。。&lt;br /&gt;仕事面では、去年、待ちわびた出世出来て大忙し。&lt;br /&gt;てか、この私で大丈夫なの？？って最初に思ってて心配だったんです。&lt;br /&gt;やってみないとわからないことたくさんあるから、がんばっていっぱい失敗して上手になってやるッ！&lt;br /&gt;で、うまくいってる！毎日職場に着いてからテンション高くてバタバタしてしまう。。帰ってきたら倒れそう。。なのに、やっと充実してるのは嬉しいです！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でもー今の仕事では、このレベルが1番高いー　&lt;br /&gt;つまり、これから出世は出来ないー&lt;br /&gt;来年別の仕事やってみたいけれど、いったい何がいい？！&lt;br /&gt;って今悩んでます。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-117008217827002749?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/117008217827002749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=117008217827002749&amp;isPopup=true' title='271 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/117008217827002749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/117008217827002749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='あけおめ！'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>271</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-115661236748447651</id><published>2006-08-27T02:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T02:12:47.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The number one cause of your being stupid is your stupid mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Don%27t_be_Stupid"&gt;http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Don%27t_be_Stupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-115661236748447651?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/115661236748447651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=115661236748447651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115661236748447651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115661236748447651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/08/number-one-cause-of-your-being-stupid.html' title='The number one cause of your being stupid is your stupid mouth'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-115626977566801674</id><published>2006-08-23T02:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T03:10:51.603+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my big, hard, throbbing..mouth?</title><content type='html'>My mouth gets me into a lot of trouble. Really, it's nothing to do with me. It's a whole independent operation. But whatever I say, surely it can't deserve the punishment I received tomight. Well, maybe a little, but I still take no responsibilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My (platonic, male) friend was coming to visit for the weekend. We were mailing each other, arranging when he was arriving, how much we were going to embarrass ourselves in public, and where he was going to stay. Being the nice, loving, big hearted friend that I am (stop snickering in the back) I said I'd let him crash on the floor, as long as he promised not to sneak a feel in the night. I also assured him I'd keep my hands to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to get a little carried away with this. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert Wayne's World style wobbly screen, flashback* Just the other day I thought it would be a great idea to send what could be vaguely described as gravia shots of my rack to the boyf. His reaction? "Were you drunk?" fell slightly short of the "Sexy rack!" I was expecting.*end flashback*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, rather than emailing him my nudity, I should have just written "never touch me, ever, and I don't wanna touch you either, urg, gay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well, remember above mentioned, carried-away-by-me-saying-I'd-keep-my hands-to-myself platonic friend? Next thing I know, he's mailed me to tell me parts of him are getting big, and he's gonna have to deal with it. Now, knowing his sense of humour is as twisted as mine, I just took it that he was joking and told him to go to bed. Then, he calls, and without even bothering to buy me dinner or complement the rack, comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing dating all wrong it seems.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy pictures=no reaction&lt;br /&gt;Telling guys the thought of touching them makes you phsyically ill=literally exploding with excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-115626977566801674?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/115626977566801674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=115626977566801674&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115626977566801674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115626977566801674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/08/me-and-my-big-hard-throbbingmouth.html' title='Me and my big, hard, throbbing..mouth?'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-115557539497187868</id><published>2006-08-15T01:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T02:09:55.273+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because you pick people up in a cheap Italian restaurant, doesn't mean you can't be friends for life.</title><content type='html'>I have problems with meeting people. Is it lack of opportunity, or lack of inclination?&lt;br /&gt;I can't help feeling that even if my social circle expanded rapidly, like, for example, the funnest people in the world came and partied in my house and demanded my friendship, I'd be the geek locked in the toilet eating all the pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friends" I love. "Acquaintances" I could do without. I mean, look how difficult that word is to spell. That's got to tell you something. The kind of people who only call you when they want something. Like, "I need my hair cut but I'm all alone in a foreign country and I can't be arsed to speak the language. We've only met once, but will you waste 4 hours of your life coming with me?" "Sure! If you can tell me why I don't eat cucumbers, or 3 reasons why I love Harrison Ford but we can never marry.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the kind of people who email you after a long seperation to bitch about your choice of (ex) boyfriend and then set out a list of demands, completely lacking in the essential "please" or "thank you" or even a "do this for me and I'll retract the above comment about your (ex) boyfriend. Trust me, I've met your ex('s) and you have waay more to be worried about. And no, I bloody won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, people who you randomly meet  in a cheap restaurant because you're intrigued by their goofy smile and who despite not knowing you give you an amazing day out (no touching) are the kind of people you need in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, and HLPs.&lt;br /&gt;And people who love you for all the things you can't change.&lt;br /&gt;People who think you're more fun than High School Baseball.&lt;br /&gt;And people who make you want to make them smile forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-115557539497187868?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/115557539497187868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=115557539497187868&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115557539497187868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/115557539497187868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-because-you-pick-people-up-in.html' title='Just because you pick people up in a cheap Italian restaurant, doesn&apos;t mean you can&apos;t be friends for life.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114831757831477276</id><published>2006-05-23T01:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T02:06:18.316+09:00</updated><title type='text'>1 year?! Holy cow..</title><content type='html'>ちょうど一年前、このブログはじめました。&lt;br /&gt;信じられない！！&lt;br /&gt;日本語全く上達してない～～！&lt;br /&gt;&gt;＿&lt;；　　&lt;br /&gt;でもこれからも頑張ろよ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114831757831477276?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114831757831477276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114831757831477276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831757831477276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831757831477276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-year-holy-cow.html' title='1 year?! Holy cow..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114831626105412021</id><published>2006-05-23T01:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T01:44:21.056+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Takoyaki-san!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1173/1132/1600/yamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1173/1132/320/yamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for Takoyaki-san and Mini Takoyaki-chan!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the cuteness, and best of luck over the next few months!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114831626105412021?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114831626105412021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114831626105412021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831626105412021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831626105412021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-for-takoyaki-san.html' title='Just for Takoyaki-san!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114831583388345304</id><published>2006-05-23T01:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T01:37:13.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Heterosexual Life Partner!</title><content type='html'>Do you have a Heterosexual Life Partner? I'm sure you do.. I couldn't imagine life without mine. You know who they are are if you have them. Not just a drinking partner, but a hangover cure. The person who understands your sense of humour when all others have given up and hit you with a large plank of wood. The person who deals with you best when you're stressed - often by doing impressions of your "Rage Face" at you till you can't help laughing. The person who knows all your faults and loves you anyway. You meet them and just know you're going to be friends with them your whole life. In a completely heterosexual way, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about an HLP is their complete and brutal honesty. Want to know if your ass looks fat in those jeans? Look for your HLP..they're the ones quickly knocking up a sign saying "Wide Load Passing". Want to know if your new boy/girlfriend makes the grade? See how long it is before your HLP sets fire to their hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average conversation with my HLP runs something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me "I had a pretty weird night last night."&lt;br /&gt;HLP "Really? I thought you were with me all night.."&lt;br /&gt;Me "Yeah..but when you were talking to Donut (sexy female friend of ours) I had a really strange thing happen.."&lt;br /&gt;HLP "You realised you were gay and burning with jealousy becaue she was talking to me and not you?"&lt;br /&gt;Me "Yes, that's exactly it. Does that bother you?"&lt;br /&gt;HLP "No, you homo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me to HLP, or HLP to me on any random day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn, your life sucks. I'd hate to be you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on such nuggets of anger and cynicism are the best friendships born. When she leaves Japan, I will be lost.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll finish with my boyfriend and his HLP's conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyf "Me and Theodore, we love each other"&lt;br /&gt;Boys HLP, Theo "Yeah, he's the best. I love him. But not in a gay way, ok? Never even seen his penis. He might not even have one. But if he did, it would be the best penis in the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, equally, ewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Sara! Love you to bits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(no touching)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114831583388345304?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114831583388345304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114831583388345304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831583388345304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114831583388345304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-heterosexual-life.html' title='Happy Birthday, Heterosexual Life Partner!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114768062282778069</id><published>2006-05-15T16:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:23:49.030+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Mondays bearable..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1173/1132/1600/180px-YamaP03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1173/1132/320/180px-YamaP03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is 山P. I'm still housebound, so I took the time to work out how to upload photos. OK, so it's not rocket science..*smacks own forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ちなみに、just the other day I was talking to a (n English) friend, who confessed to me, "Y'know, I just don't get Japanese guys. I mean, I don't find them so attractive.." I was intrigued. You see, I have trouble walking down the street most days..usual sequence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*walks down road, enjoying sunshine. Catches sight of hot guy. Walks headfirst into lampost*&lt;br /&gt;repeat throughout day. And I live in a pretty small town, which does make me wonder if I'm too easily pleased. Anyway, I digress. Back to the point, if I can show my friend the hotness that makes me fall over every day, I'll be happy. Hence YamaP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1173/1132/320/gin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gintama's Gintoki. Ok, ok, so he's not real, but sometimes that's an advantage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114768062282778069?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114768062282778069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114768062282778069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114768062282778069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114768062282778069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/making-mondays-bearable.html' title='Making Mondays bearable..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114759052110271980</id><published>2006-05-14T16:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:08:41.140+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Update, damn you!</title><content type='html'>The sexy Fobster just doesn't update enough for my liking. If I never find out what happened after the  gay moment then the morphing, I fear I may go crazy.  Visit, and see if he doesn't turn you ambiguously gay too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ghetto-fobulous.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ghetto-fobulous.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114759052110271980?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114759052110271980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114759052110271980&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114759052110271980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114759052110271980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/update-damn-you.html' title='Update, damn you!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114758891890010442</id><published>2006-05-14T12:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T15:41:58.960+09:00</updated><title type='text'>置き去りにされた？！</title><content type='html'>ほんとに、ア然とした。　笑えるぐらい悲しかった。&lt;br /&gt;「わけわからない」っていう言葉も足らない。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仕事が始まる前に、近くにある病院に行って。。（もしろん、歩いていった。　痛くて、普通に２分の距離が、その日、１５分かかった。）　お医者さんとの診察が終わって、　「とりあえず仕事休んでください」って言われた。　診察室を出って、会社の方が私を待っていた。　「あ！Nat!　支払いが終わったら、私、会社までおくってあげるわ！」っていってくれた。　やさしい～！と思ってたけど、状態の説明しようとしたら、（つまり、仕事休まなきゃいけない）　すぐ。。なんか。。違和感になってしまった。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「そっか」　仕事の方は行った。で、出ていった。&lt;br /&gt;（ちなみに、仕事も私の家も病院から２分。。全く同じです。）　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私、どうやって帰るの？？　会社まではおくってくれるけど、傷がひどすぎ、仕事できないなら、まあ、自分で帰れ！てわけ？？　会社の方の優しさにいつもありがたいけど、それは。。私の立場わかってくれないの？その傷は別に重手じゃない、でも、ほんとに怖いですよ。家族から離れて、お医者さんの言葉ちゃんとわからないこともあったし、怖くて仕方ない。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それにしても。自分で、泣きながら、歩いて帰った。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114758891890010442?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114758891890010442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114758891890010442&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114758891890010442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114758891890010442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='置き去りにされた？！'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114750074564015674</id><published>2006-05-13T14:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T15:12:25.653+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the little things.</title><content type='html'>Well, following my usual clumsy trend, I fell over and broke myself. I struggled through 2 intensely painful days at work, spent literally sobbing with pain and inventing new swear words to describe the suckiness of my own clumsiness and me not being allowed any time off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after going to hospital again today, the doctor declared me unfit to work. I like to think because of my injury, not the inherent stupidity that sustaining the injury involved..but I'm not 100% sure. Anyways, he's confined me to bed for 3 days. 3 whole long bleak days.. I've been in bed 3 hours and I'm already bored out of my tiny brain.  What to do? Well, why not cheer yourself up by thinking about all the things you're missing out on? I thought to myself. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, work. Today is my longest day, but it's also the day when I spent at least 4 straight hours laughing. With my students, not at them.. I miss them. So, guys, skive school today! Come and hang out at my place!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being in pain. I miss this a lot.  I'm not incredibly badly injured or anything, but it's still ridiculously painful. And bloody. And bleeding internally. Meh. Even my blood is antisocial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex-boyfriends wedding reception. Yes, I'm was lucky enough to get invited to my ex's wedding reception..as in the ex I broke up with last summer, he's marrying the girl he cheated on me with..my head is just spinning with the giant mess that is.  Although, he's a great guy (aside from the cheating and stuff) and I wish him all the best and huge amounts of happiness and a happy healthy baby! Yup, they're having a baby..aww.. *goes all broody*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visiting the new boyf. I'm a fan of long distance relationships. He not only lives a long looooog way away, fulfilling one importnt criteria, but is also the cutest, coolest, sweetest, sexiest guy, and for some inexplicable reason, likes me too. Which fulfills most of the other criteria. In fact, the only things he's lacking are ninja skills and .. crap, I really can't think of anything else! Anyways, I'm broken, so I can't go and see him. Ah well. I'm thinking of making a mid week escape from Sleepsville, Rural Land to visit him who lives in a proper city, with fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Choco Frappuccino. Sundays=day off=meeting friends (most notably the excellent, cute, comedy genius, bicyle fixing, broken heart mending Sara) and laughing hard enough to squirt coffee from my nose. Squirting coffee through your nose at home, alone,  is just not so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* please feel free to post a comment, joke or ingenious way of killing time for me, and I will love you forever (from a distance, no touching)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114750074564015674?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114750074564015674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114750074564015674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114750074564015674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114750074564015674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/missing-little-things.html' title='Missing the little things.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114724217822833668</id><published>2006-05-10T15:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:22:58.230+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Site</title><content type='html'>Found a great site the other day, if you're a fan of online dictionaries definitely check it out. It's based on the excellent WWWJDIC, and most of it's kanji lookup is based on that. However, it also includes a great sentence look-up option, and a wild card system, in case you need to check a word but aren't sure of the spelling. Anyway, definitely worth a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jisho.org"&gt;www.jisho.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114724217822833668?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114724217822833668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114724217822833668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114724217822833668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114724217822833668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-site.html' title='Good Site'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114724172722045969</id><published>2006-05-10T14:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:15:27.233+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidences</title><content type='html'>最近、coincidenceということが多い。たとえば、日本語を勉強してたとき、難しい言葉に出会った。「踵」という漢字。　辞書調べたけど、載ってなかった。。（実は、載ってても、気づかなかったかな）　ムカついてあきらめた。　じゃあ、本読も！と思って、「Orange Days」　を手にして、読み続けた。最小に読んだページで、　｢そして、一瞬置き去りにしたオレンジを再び手に取ると踵を返した。」　なんか。。変に気になった。読み返した。　あ！そっか！その「踵」が、ふりがな付いたまま、書いてあったんだ！　Coincidence?　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114724172722045969?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114724172722045969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114724172722045969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114724172722045969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114724172722045969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/05/coincidences.html' title='Coincidences'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114589110761455707</id><published>2006-04-24T23:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:47:05.746+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hurt my feeling!</title><content type='html'>"Watch out," said my friend the other day, "else you might wake up with a feeling."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a point. Lately I've been so cynical about relationships (thanks suicide-boy) that, on the outside at least, I couldn't even get worked up about a good prospect. On the inside is a different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beneath the layers of cynicism, hurt and sheer terror, there lurks a soft squidgy feeling. It doesn't get out much. It blinks if suddenly exposed to sunlight. It's scared of loud noises (it's also scared of the way yama-pi makes my tummy feel..) and it's worried that if people knew it existed, they'd track it down and poke it. Or get all suicidal on its ass (ok, I have to let that go..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I had forgotten it was there..&lt;br /&gt;And then someone tracked it down and poked it.&lt;br /&gt;And now, it's taking me over. Seriously. I caught myself singing Michael Jackson's "The Way You Make Me Feel," in the shower this morning. I didn't even know I &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; that song..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114589110761455707?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114589110761455707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114589110761455707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114589110761455707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114589110761455707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/04/dont-hurt-my-feeling.html' title='Don&apos;t hurt my feeling!'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114372790559680162</id><published>2006-03-30T23:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T00:02:25.546+09:00</updated><title type='text'>オソイ、この頭</title><content type='html'>今日、急にほめられた。　ほめられるのが嫌いわけじゃないけど。。いつも、どうやってうまく当意即妙できるのかなって感じ。　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日はほんのすこしだけ。　カフェに行って、帰ろうとしたら、可愛い男の子のスタッフに、「このシャツ、カワイイね！」　って言われた。　私の南反応は？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「え？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そう、それだけ。はずかしいなぁ、そのバカな反応が。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼は、もう一回言ってくれた。　今度の反応は？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「そう？ありがとう。。」　で、逃げた。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思い返すと、なんでもっとカッコいい反応できなくて。。たとえば、&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「あなたの顔のほうがかわいい」　とか　&lt;br /&gt;「そう？　ちゃあ、いま貸してあげるわ！」　（スケベすぎけど、そりゃ！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おそいなぁ、この頭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114372790559680162?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114372790559680162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114372790559680162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114372790559680162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114372790559680162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_30.html' title='オソイ、この頭'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114321087556027415</id><published>2006-03-24T23:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:56:07.910+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case you wondered where I was..</title><content type='html'>I'm here. Battling through the mechs and Godzilla attacks, and fighting off ninja schoolgirls for all the hot ninjas. Apparently.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.chakuriki.net/en/index.php/Japan"&gt;http://wiki.chakuriki.net/en/index.php/Japan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:  aw crap, on reflection do I live here? I'm so confuuuuused!  Both seem so familiar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wiki.chakuriki.net/en/index.php/Lost_Kingdom"&gt;http://wiki.chakuriki.net/en/index.php/Lost_Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114321087556027415?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114321087556027415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114321087556027415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114321087556027415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114321087556027415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-in-case-you-wondered-where-i-was.html' title='Just in case you wondered where I was..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114304069047429888</id><published>2006-03-22T23:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T00:28:20.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'>On issuing a painful retraction.</title><content type='html'>See: "Kamikaze Love Games - Revisited."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch, that is painful to say! So I over-reacted, and he was neither spineless nor irritating. In fact, he was..just great.. and I feel like a complete prick. (Luckily, that isn't an unusal feeling, so I think I'll be fine) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will definitely be stupid enough to date him again because I really really like him (hence the anger) it's just the thought of falling in love and the gut wrenching pain it involves makes me want to hide under my bed and not come out until I've properly scared him away. Like the giant prick I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114304069047429888?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114304069047429888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114304069047429888&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114304069047429888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114304069047429888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-issuing-painful-retraction.html' title='On issuing a painful retraction.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114303871245572249</id><published>2006-03-22T22:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:45:12.506+09:00</updated><title type='text'>大喧嘩の原因とは？</title><content type='html'>私は、イギリスにいるベストフレンドと大喧嘩しちゃった。　原因は、いや、はっきり言えない。　下記の人の話しようとしたら、いきなり起こられた。　やっぱり、イギリスにいるベストフレンドというのは、実は、元彼なんで、ちょっとヤキモチのかな。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結局、大喧嘩になっちゃって、彼に”もう、二度と会いたくない、話したくない、”と言われて、そのままでｍｓｎ切っちゃった。。（涙）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヤキモチが原因か。。でも彼にも彼女がいるし。　ヤキモチだったら、タイミングがおかしいと思うけど。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心配してる。彼、ほんとに大丈夫かな。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114303871245572249?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114303871245572249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114303871245572249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114303871245572249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114303871245572249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='大喧嘩の原因とは？'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114303160772419106</id><published>2006-03-22T21:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:46:47.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamikaze Love Games - Revisited</title><content type='html'>*sigh* You think I'd give up, really. I'm vaguely intelligent, sometimes, I don't fall over so much while getting dressed or anything, so what is it about this guy that makes me a moron? For "this guy" read "odd suicide guy" of two posts below.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, readers,  I am enough of a moron to go back for more. Well, he seemed cute ok? And it was going really really well for a while. Seriously, he was saying the right things, and not making me want to strangle him. Or myself. Bonus. Until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mailed him yesterday to see if he wanted to meet me today. No reply. Now, for the average intelligent girl, that would be enough of a hint. But not for me, oh no! *unfurls kamikaze love game official cape* I mail him again tonight,  "Feel like coming over?" but he replies with "I'm tired, so I'll give it a miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll give me a miss, because you're tired? Meeee? but you haven't seen me for 2 weeks!! *wounded pride curls up sobbing in the corner*  So, I guess I got fed up of only meeting him once every so often, that fact that it was blatantly obvious he was hardly beating the door down to see me, pretty much all the evidence was stacked against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not one to go down without a fight. So, I mail back "Ok, have a good rest. By the way I really like you. I have to tell you else it's going to irritate me. Am I wasting my time?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for a reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やれやれ　　　　笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really meant that too. All parts of it. I really really like this guy, and I really really don't want him to waste my time, as there are thousands of fish in the sea. What is wrong with a straight answer? How could he think it would be more difficult to hear the truth than to wait and wait for something that's not going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he spineless?&lt;br /&gt;Was I too pushy?&lt;br /&gt;Will I be stupid enough to date him again??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers on a postcard..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114303160772419106?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114303160772419106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114303160772419106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114303160772419106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114303160772419106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/03/kamikaze-love-games-revisited.html' title='Kamikaze Love Games - Revisited'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114095776031863623</id><published>2006-02-26T20:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:42:42.123+09:00</updated><title type='text'>But for every one of those, there's one of these.</title><content type='html'>Meet the Bolf. Boyfriend for a whopping 3 (or was it 4??) years, and my best friend since we broke up. And officially the best bloke in the world. I can't imagine my life without him, and I know no-one's ever going to get my jokes like he did.  I miss watching TV with him, drinking his awful cups of tea, I miss the awesome sandwiches he made, I miss the way he knows all the punchlines of my jokes, I miss the world we lived in together.  I miss his random anger, his appreciation of me naked, being woken up by him shouting at me for stealing the duvet. I miss beating him at Madden (go jagwaaaars!) and getting my ass kicked at Virtua Fighter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gives me faith in people. Thank you Bolf, miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114095776031863623?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114095776031863623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114095776031863623&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114095776031863623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114095776031863623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/but-for-every-one-of-those-theres-one.html' title='But for every one of those, there&apos;s one of these.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114095389735453032</id><published>2006-02-26T19:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T20:38:17.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>why.......?????</title><content type='html'>Do you ever get the feeling that some people are just put here to annoy you? I know someone who's not quite a friend, not a boyfriend, probably just someone I meet every so often who then annoys me immensly. Once a month, or every 2 months he'll call and invite me on a date. Me, having too much free time, usually agrees and goes along. Now our first few dates were great. His groping was verging on desperation, but luckily I'm a fast runner. I was stupid enough to think it might actually be going somewhere, when he just vanished off the radar. And I'm not very good at chasing people when they do this - I just figure if they were interested they wouldn't vanish. So I file them in "brain cells to lose when drunk" and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then he appeared again, and some part of my brain (probably the bit killed by alcohol) thought "why not? what harm could a date do?" Cue me in mild shock in a restaurant, trying to steer the conversation away from..suicide. Nice conversation killer, there..(no pun, really, I don't have the mental strength). The thought that I should run was soon overshadowed by the thought that, as the date got longer and more torturous, that maybe faking some mental disorder and the resultant suicide would be my only escape. Who knows, maybe he was doing the same and hoping I'd get the hint and leave。苦笑。  So we end the date on a promise he's not going to leave it 2 months to call again, we will go out again very very soon. I say ok, but mean "I'm changing my phone number as we speak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 2 months later he gets in touch again. Oh, I really didn't see that coming. *rolls eyes* Says, lets get together sometime.  Me, responds with full-body shudder, hides under the bed. But stupid stupid me, gets bored. I have a free evening and call him up. Yes, he's free. What time? 6?I offer..only to be hit with  "ok..oh wait, I'm sick, I can't come."  (there was, probably a 6 second gap between asking what time and saying he was sick, for those of you thinking he may have been struck down by a fast-moving virus. Well, maybe he was, but I have no sympathy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...youwhatnow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at what point did you forget you were sick? Or are you such a phenominally bad liar that you din't even realise how little sense that made? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm giving this guy a hard time, but it's my own fault for not giving up, really. I just have this stupid part of my brain, you know, the part that thinks it's fun to throw yourself down vertical drops on a bmx bike..but mentally. Bless those kamikaze love games..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114095389735453032?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114095389735453032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114095389735453032&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114095389735453032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114095389735453032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/why.html' title='why.......?????'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114061849562225740</id><published>2006-02-22T23:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:28:15.663+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ペンギンみたいに、出来ました。</title><content type='html'>無事に帰りました！スノーボードって、すごい楽しい。。精一杯転んだ！&lt;br /&gt;また行きたい！&lt;br /&gt;筋肉痛がひどかったけど、気持ちよかった。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114061849562225740?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114061849562225740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114061849562225740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114061849562225740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114061849562225740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_22.html' title='ペンギンみたいに、出来ました。'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-114061681848408277</id><published>2006-02-22T22:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:00:19.373+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbits, the end of the world.</title><content type='html'>Ok, to explain that logic, I'm watching Day After Tomorrow. Day After Tomorrow=Jake Gyllenhall=Donnie Darko=giant rabbits..  See, a giant rabbit could make any movie worth watching. I have a feeling the reason I loved Donnie Darko was not so much because of the issues it raised about time travel, mental powers etc, but just because it had a giant rabbit in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North was also a great movie - not only Bruce Willis and a giant rabbit - Bruce Willis WAS the giant rabbit. Celluloid perfection. Now imagine Die Hard with a giant rabbit. Excellent. Lord of the Rings. Elves are over-rated. Giant rabbits would have rocked. AI. Demolish the entire movie, run footage of a giant rabbit doing anything for the whole tedious 17 hours, and I would have felt a hell of a lot less like burning the cinema down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-114061681848408277?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/114061681848408277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=114061681848408277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114061681848408277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/114061681848408277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/rabbits-end-of-world.html' title='Rabbits, the end of the world.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-113933247648507568</id><published>2006-02-08T01:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:14:40.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>すべるぞ！</title><content type='html'>明日はじめてスノーボーに行きます！&lt;br /&gt;楽しみだけど、実は、私ものすごい不器用なんです。　&lt;br /&gt;普通は、道を歩きながら、街灯にぶつけてしまったこともあるし。。先週指２本折りそうになったし。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それにしても、楽しみです。　&lt;br /&gt;笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どの骨折るか賭けようじゃないか？と思ってるくらい不器用。。皆さん、当ててみてください！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113933247648507568?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113933247648507568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113933247648507568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113933247648507568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113933247648507568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_08.html' title='すべるぞ！'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-113923749826593734</id><published>2006-02-06T22:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:41:33.170+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me happy.</title><content type='html'>Because, idiots aside, I'm the happiest bunny. And here in no particular order are the things that contribute to my mojo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family - of course that's an obvious one, but I love them so much and no-one makes me laugh until I want to throw up quite like they do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job, my students, my co-workers - really, is it ok to get paid for laughing that much every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleach - the manga, the anime, the pencil case. When I grow up I want to be Ichigo. Despite being a girl. Hey, I can pull off funky coloured hair and a ridiculously arsey attitude anytime, foo.. &lt;a href="http://www.tv-tokyo.co.jp/anime/bleach/main_index.html"&gt;http://www.tv-tokyo.co.jp/anime/bleach/main_index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deathnote - I've only just started reading this but I'm a fan. Because when all the thinking gets too hard, I can just think, who is cuter? Hot psychopath Light? Cutesy scrunchy hunched up L? Mad bug-eyed Ryuuk? Today I'm in an L mood. Just because he sits like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night TV 1 - HeyHeyHey, Downtown being responsible for teaching me Kansai ben..akan! (yeah that's probably all I learnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night TV 2 - Kissya "Dude, she admits she's cheated on you with 1500 hundred people during the 2 weeks you've been dating and STILL you take her back??! " Watching cute people get screwed over shouldn't be fun, but hell I watch it happen to me week in week out, so it's kind of reassuring to know there are others out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night TV 3 - SMAPSMAP. the cooking I can take or leave, but the sketches are just too much..from memory (so please correct me if it turns out I've dreamed any of this) the spaceman in ancient Egypt..the small Nakai-kun in Goro's head that tries to help him out of tough situations by getting him to act like a freaked out monkey..the power ranger ripoff where they tried to attack each other with flowers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night TV 4 - ainori, responsible for all the Japanese I know. Just wish everyone in real life came with subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, finding myself in a post on Ricks very cool blog. Thanks dude! But now I owe you even more drinks..argh.. check out his blog here, written in a language that makes sense, about stuff that's cool..when I grow up I'm gonna be Ichigo, and my blog's gonna be like that.. &lt;a href="http://megaijin.squarespace.com/"&gt;http://megaijin.squarespace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113923749826593734?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113923749826593734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113923749826593734&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113923749826593734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113923749826593734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2006/02/things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Things that make me happy.'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-113923188032937598</id><published>2006-02-06T21:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:18:00.390+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ふ。。ふ。。ふられた？またふられたのか？？</title><content type='html'>いや、&lt;br /&gt;もう！最低最悪。。&lt;br /&gt;ふられたんです　とは言いたいけど、付き合わなかったボケ、あのヤロウ、もう。。腹立つ。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友達だと思い込んだ。一緒にカラオケや食事に行った。　話しやすくて、面白くて。。いや、それ全部ウソだったのかな。。と思ってるくらい怒ってる。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最初から彼との仲がほんとによくて、「一緒にいると楽しい」　「すごい可愛い」　「出逢ってよかった、心からそう思う」という口先も彼は出してしまった。　私、だまされた、バカ。。　ていうか、彼は私のこと好きだったとは思ってなったけど、友達として彼にとって大切な存在だと思ってた。　カップルにならず、友達でずっとなかよくて。。でも突然連絡しても返事は返ってこなかった。。彼やっと、彼女できたのかなと、うれしくて。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして、私メールで「ひま？食事にでも行く？」&lt;br /&gt;彼、「忙しい」　　　ん、それだけでわかるよね。。&lt;br /&gt;私　「どうしたの？大丈夫？」&lt;br /&gt;彼　「これから連絡とらないほうがいい。　バイバイ。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何も言わなかった、あぜんとさせた。。（それって、ほんとめずらしいけど。。）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;バカやろう、彼も、私も。。友達よ、ふられないでしょ？絶対ふられない！&lt;br /&gt;もう。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先言ったこと取り消したい。。彼だけがバカ。。最低最悪最バカ最ムカつく最時間の無駄男。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;笑&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;すっきりしたよね&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113923188032937598?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113923188032937598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>こういう時もある。。</title><content type='html'>今日は特に淋しい一日でした。&lt;br /&gt;今日はうちのパパの誕生日です。会えないとものすごく淋しいです。パパも一人暮らししてるんで淋しい思いもしてるに違いない。帰りたくて。。&lt;br /&gt;いや、誕生日もクリスマスも淋しくてたまらない。。ここ何してるのかな？大切な人たちから離れて一人で、自分で何でもできるふりしつづいてるだけです。&lt;br /&gt;両親や向こうの友達が応援してくれて、私のわがままな生き方わかってくれるけどこういう時こそ気があまりにも重くなってしまうのは当然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、頑張る。自分の選んだ道をちゃんと歩かなければならないじゃないか？と思います。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113810958838471957?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113810958838471957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113810958838471957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113180691887822632?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113180691887822632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113180691887822632&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113180691887822632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113180691887822632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_12.html' title='やれやれ'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-113043287319890742</id><published>2005-10-28T01:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T02:07:53.776+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween (insert spooky noise)</title><content type='html'>そう！Halloween が近づいてて、夜もはやく暗くなってきた。。というわけで、ホラーノベル買っちゃいました。鈴木コウジの「Spiral」という作品。怖かったというより。。creepy.　ぞっとした！　「Ring」の後編でやっぱりびっくりさせないけど。。いや、「Ring」の映画2度と観たくない。。読めばわかる、きっと。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113043287319890742?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113043287319890742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113043287319890742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113043287319890742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113043287319890742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-insert-spooky-noise.html' title='Halloween (insert spooky noise)'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-113042900413313709</id><published>2005-10-28T00:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T01:03:24.163+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ヤバイ！</title><content type='html'>Aries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still seems that for every step forward,&lt;br /&gt; you take two to the side, three back, and&lt;br /&gt;then trip and fall off the side of a building,&lt;br /&gt;hitting the fire escape several times on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近、全くそのとおりですよ！ま、いっか！エレベータよりおもしろいじゃないか？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113042900413313709?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113042900413313709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113042900413313709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113042900413313709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;今夜はデート（デート？友だちに会う予定？デートみたいな予定だと思う）　けど謝らずキャンセルされた。　初めてじゃない、3回目かもしれない。。向こうは理由があっても、ギブアップしたくてしかたないね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やっぱりへこんでる。　嫌な気持ちいですね。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;といっても、昨日のこと覚えればまたハッピーになっちゃう　(笑）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-113016126777055139?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/113016126777055139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=113016126777055139&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113016126777055139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/113016126777055139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/3rd-time-lucky.html' title='3rd time lucky'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112990692833515040</id><published>2005-10-21T23:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:02:08.353+09:00</updated><title type='text'>明日</title><content type='html'>明日。。初デートがあるんです。&lt;br /&gt;普通より緊張しています。　楽しみにしてないわけではないけど、緊張。　相手は年上、しっかり働いてるし、頭がいいし。。友だちの紹介だからきっといい人なんだけど。。私にはもったいないかなって思って緊張。　私が会話とかできなければ。。　っていうか、コミュニケーションうまく取れなければどうする？　いい人に「彼女バカなぁ」と思われたら。。きっとへこむんで、自信失うと思う。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112990692833515040?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112990692833515040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112990692833515040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112990692833515040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112990692833515040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_112990692833515040.html' title='明日'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112904341035515475</id><published>2005-10-11T23:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:14:07.093+09:00</updated><title type='text'>just curious, updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hmm..まずは、普通の占い。&lt;br /&gt;自慢話や悪口はしなかったのに、私の幸運を運んでる人は来ませんでしたぁ！残念でしょ？アピールもアップしたのに。。&lt;br /&gt;「恋の二者択一」　っていうことまだわからないけど、占いの二者択一よ～くわかってます！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おかしい占い。&lt;br /&gt;いや、文字どおりにとれば、ポーカーあまりやってないから意味わからない！文字どおりの意味ではないのなら　"throwing away a pair of face cards to try and fill a straight"　っていう問題よくする気がするんですけど。　二兎を追って一兎をも得ない　みたいですね。　でも、ウサギたちの中で、一羽のウサギは頭が良くて、かわいい(face cards) が、も一羽は頭がよくないし、道に迷ってる、癖のあるウサギ(my straight) だったら、私はどっちがいいって思ってる？　やっぱ2番目のウサギですよ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112904341035515475?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112904341035515475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112904341035515475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112904341035515475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112904341035515475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-curious-updated.html' title='just curious, updated'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112899709092173060</id><published>2005-10-11T10:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:58:50.066+09:00</updated><title type='text'>just curious..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;占いとか信じない私は、試してみたいことがあるんです。この間のポストのように、「本当の占い」と「おかしい占い」、どちが当てるかな？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、今日の占い：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;自慢話や悪口をしないほうがいい。　&lt;/em&gt;（それって。。常日常識じゃないんですか？？）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一方、&lt;em&gt;あなたに幸運を運んでくれる人いるはず。。アピールをアップしたり、丁寧な行動をしたりしたほうがいい　&lt;/em&gt;　　OK! I'm ready for that - I'll keep my eyes open for someone carrying a box with "Nat's good luck and happiness (plus a cold nama chuu..)" written on the side then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あとは、恋愛。　&lt;em&gt;「恋の二者択一に頭を悩まされるようなことが」&lt;/em&gt;　え？　意味わからない！　頭を悩まされることってその占いだけだよオ！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112899709092173060?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112899709092173060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112899709092173060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112899709092173060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112899709092173060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-curious.html' title='just curious..'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112878970212262461</id><published>2005-10-09T01:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:02:50.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'>占いって信じる？</title><content type='html'>日本には、血液型っていう占いのほうが人気があるんですが、イギリスには星占いのほうが信じられてます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;っていうか。。私は、占いはいいことが書いてあったら、信じる。　悪いことなら、信じないタイプなんです。　でもこの間、す～ごくおもしろい占いを見つけました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今月&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries March 21 - April 19&lt;br /&gt;The stars do not usually warn mortals of specific outcomes or specific futures, but if you throw away a pair of face cards to try and fill a straight one more time, they're going to come down there and kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先月&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aries It's bad enough that you earned the undying enmity of a murderous elephant, but this particular bull is a member of the Azuma ninja herd—unusually cunning, stealthy, and skilled in the use of blowguns and exotic poisons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theonion.com/content/node/41258"&gt;http://www.theonion.com/content/node/41258&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こういう占いなら信じてもいいじゃないか？おもしろい！&lt;br /&gt;どちのほうが当てるかな？普通なhoroscopeかこのおかしいhoroscope?&lt;br /&gt;今月、比べてみよう！Wish me luck, as I dodge ninja elephants whilst cheating at poker..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112878970212262461?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112878970212262461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112878970212262461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112878970212262461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112878970212262461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post_09.html' title='占いって信じる？'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112878640187484985</id><published>2005-10-09T00:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T00:46:41.886+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ただいま</title><content type='html'>久しぶりに休みをとって、気分が楽になりました。&lt;br /&gt;帰ってから、秋だ！と感じて、冬は楽しみにしています！雪の中で遊びたい、スノーボードとかやってみたくなって。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112878640187484985?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112878640187484985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112878640187484985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112878640187484985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112878640187484985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='ただいま'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112679893839504091</id><published>2005-09-15T23:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T00:42:18.420+09:00</updated><title type='text'>告白したら？</title><content type='html'>1年前くらい、彼氏がいた。彼って以外に優しいし、頭も良いし、ほんとに欠点のない男のこ。　仕事のために遠くまで行っちゃったので、別れろことにしました。　&lt;br /&gt;切ないね、そういう別れるのは。。&lt;br /&gt;普通、「もう諦めたほうがいいな」とか「彼のこと嫌い！」と思って別れるでしょ？2人の関係について考えれば、嫌になっちゃうしね。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でもその彼のことなら嫌にならない、絶対！まだ、私にとって「欠点のない」相手だから。。別れた時に、「一緒にいられないから、友達になって遠くまでお互いに応援して。。」って言われたんです。　確かに正しい別れ方なんですけど寂しくなって仕方がならなかったのです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私は彼のことが好きなんです。&lt;br /&gt;彼は私のことが好き（みたい。。自信がないけど！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;来週、彼に会うつもりなんです。　彼が行ってから一度も会えなくて。。&lt;br /&gt;会ったら、どうすればいいの？　衝動的な私は、告白したい！　つまり、「Booのこと大好きだよ。一緒にいられるかどうかはわからないけど、あいたくてたまらない、一緒にいたくてたまらない。。」という告白。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それとも、なにもせずに、「ただの友だち、ただの友情」　というふりをしたほうがいいんじゃないか？と思うこともあります。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;うまくいかなかったら、切ない。&lt;br /&gt;出来なかったら、せつない。&lt;br /&gt;LoseーLose.&lt;br /&gt;皆さんの意見は？　聞かせてくれたらほんとうにありがたいです。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112679893839504091?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112679893839504091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112679893839504091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112679893839504091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112679893839504091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='告白したら？'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112533007417405388</id><published>2005-08-29T23:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T20:34:43.526+09:00</updated><title type='text'>優しすぎる</title><content type='html'>私、優しすぎるのかなぁ。。と思うことがある。&lt;br /&gt;特に、別れた彼に優しすぎる。&lt;br /&gt;浮気した彼に。&lt;br /&gt;私をイライラさせた彼に。&lt;br /&gt;「いい人だ！」となんとも言えない彼に。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別れたときに、私はうれしくて、明るくなったけど(好きではなかったわけではない、ただ面倒くさくなってきたわけだ）、隣に座った彼は気が滅入りそう。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「どうしたの？」と聞いたら、彼が小さくみえた、「別に。。」と答えた。&lt;br /&gt;冗談のつもりで私は、「ねえ、悲しくない？」と言ってしまって、彼が立って、何も言わずに歩き出した。&lt;br /&gt;私、追いかけた。　「どうした？」　　&lt;br /&gt;彼がそう言った；&lt;br /&gt;「僕ってな、なにもしっかりしてない、最近の僕、誰だとは自分にもわからないし。。」&lt;br /&gt;いつも明るい彼、いつも笑ってる彼とぜんぜん違うものだった。　どうしよう？　私のせいで悲しくなった彼の顔を見たら、私もものすごく滅入ってしまった。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大丈夫、私ったら、その気持ちよくわかるから、困ることがあったらいつも私に相談して、いつも応援してあげるよ、いつでも。。と。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本気で言った。どんなに傷ついても、どんなにむかつくなっても。。と。&lt;br /&gt;彼はいつも元気にしてほしい。笑っててほしい。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;なんでそんなに優しいの？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112533007417405388?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112533007417405388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112533007417405388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112533007417405388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112533007417405388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_29.html' title='優しすぎる'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112420965123325794</id><published>2005-08-17T00:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T01:27:31.270+09:00</updated><title type='text'>私の｢好き」、彼の｢好き」</title><content type='html'>たまに、日本語にない意味を持っていた英語と出逢う。。&lt;br /&gt;ちょっと古い話なんだけど、彼氏に「オレのこと好き？」と聞かれた。&lt;br /&gt;思わず、「好きよ！」と私は答えた。&lt;br /&gt;　　&lt;br /&gt;思わず？　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そう、イギリス人の「好き」と日本人の「好き」ってどれくらい違うの？私の好きって、軽くないけど「Love」なんかじゃなくて。。　「あなたとの時間が好き」、「私を笑わせる！」、「あなたって楽しいし。。」っていう感じです。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そういうふうに考えて、思わず｢好きよ！」と答えた。彼は　英語で(今までの会話は日本語で。。）「Good! I love you too!」　と言い出した。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ビッッッッックリした！　ええ？Love？　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「あたしのこと愛してるという意味なの？」と私が言ったら、彼は　「。。あ。。ええとね。。」　&lt;br /&gt;「愛してなくてもいい。。」と私が言ったら、彼の顔ちょっと安心されたようにみえた。　（笑）&lt;br /&gt;私のそのときの｢好き」っておもたいの？彼の「I love you」って絶対おもたい！そういうとき、どう言ったらいいのかな？　｢好き」って like? love?　おもしろいね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そういっても、言語の問題ではないと思う。　人や性格の違い、確かに。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（ちなみに、その彼に浮気されちゃった。。Love?　彼のため辞書を買ってあげたほうがいいね！苦笑）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112420965123325794?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112420965123325794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112420965123325794&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112420965123325794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112420965123325794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post_17.html' title='私の｢好き」、彼の｢好き」'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112377206138257134</id><published>2005-08-11T21:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:36:32.226+09:00</updated><title type='text'>磁石のように。。</title><content type='html'>最近、運命の人と再会した。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;運命の人ってどういうこと？私もよく分からないけれど、去年、彼に出逢って、あれから７，８回しか会ってない。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どうして彼のこと運命の人と言われてるのかな？　はじめて会った時、気づかなかった。友だちの紹介で暫時の出会いだけど彼の明るさに少しだけ引かれた。　でも年上し、すてきな人だと思ったし、絶対ちっぽけな私に興味がなさそう。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それにしても、正月になった。ちょうど夜の１２時に、　神社に行ってなんとか大吉取れた。。友だちと歩きながら読んだら　「あら！」と私が言った、「みて、おもしろいじゃん！”待人来る早いでしょう”」と書いてあった。その瞬間、顔をあげたとたん、彼と目が合った。偶然でしょ？　短い時間しか話せなかったけれど彼のそばにいたことは。。血の代わりに、炭酸水。　「ええ？どういうことだろう？」　彼が磁石みたい、私が鉄みたい、彼には親近感を抱いて。。　結局、１人で帰っちゃった。すぐまた会いたいな～と頭の中でひそひそな声で繰り返した。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;３,４ヶ月過ぎた。再会した。また、血が炭酸水になっちゃった。また鉄のように引かれていた。。今度の違いは彼の表した気持ち、彼のドキドキしていた心臓。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱き締められたかった人に抱き締められるのは最高の気持ちかもしれない。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いつもほんの冗談のつもりで　「運命の人」と呼んでもそういうことをあまり信じてない。実は、運命な人かただのバカか、かまわない。磁石かただの鉄の塊か、かまわない。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼のこと、そのままでいいのだ。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112377206138257134?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112360197035371043</id><published>2005-08-09T22:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T00:39:30.366+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ユーモアが足りないのかな。。</title><content type='html'>久しぶりに、イギリス人の友だちと飲みに行って、たくさん飲んでしゃべって、すごく楽しくて。。　なんでだろう？　確かに共通点が多くて　－　好きなテレビ番組、映画やスラングの話をして、懐かしかった！ずっと笑ってたし、お互いになぐさめたような気がした。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;といっても、日本のテレビ、映画、スラングも好きなんだけど、日本人と話をするとイギリス人と同じように会話のフローができなくて苦しい。　冗談とか、ユーモアがうまくできない。できないと自分らしくないと思う！だから、日本人につまらないかなぁ。。　機知に富んでないし、子どもぽいしゃべり方もするし、自分の気持ちをちゃんと伝えないのかな？　もっと自分のことを表したいけど、辛い時や幸せな時にその気持ちをどういって表していいかわからない。勉強しないと。。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日本人の友だちにほんとにありがたく思う！　いつも私の気持ちを分かってくれて、やさしくしゃべってる。　言葉が足りないのに、なんとなくお互いに理解し合える。不思議なものね！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112360197035371043?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112360197035371043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112360197035371043&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112360197035371043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112360197035371043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='ユーモアが足りないのかな。。'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112248787448168706</id><published>2005-07-28T02:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T03:11:14.486+09:00</updated><title type='text'>meh</title><content type='html'>今日はいやな１日だった。休みなんだけど、何もしなかった。　何かをする勢いがつかなかった。　実はちょっとへこんだ。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今日は何ひとつうまくいけなかった。　たいした悪い日ではなかったけど。。元気だし、のんびりと時間を過ごしたし。。なんか物足りないって感じでイライラした。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今、３時ごろ。　眠いのに、寝れない。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日はどうなるのかな？　今日の逆に、すばらしい１日になるといいね！　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112248787448168706?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112248787448168706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112248787448168706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112248787448168706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112248787448168706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/meh.html' title='meh'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112243543138741932</id><published>2005-07-27T12:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:37:11.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>しゃれタイム！</title><content type='html'>もう、「ごめんなさい」　と言っておきます。。&lt;br /&gt;しゃれ好きなんだけど、ゼンゼンうまくとばさない。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;たとえば&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;２人の魚がタンクの中にいった。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１人の魚は「お前、運転しろ！俺砲につくぞ！」　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;おもしろい冗談があれば、ぜひおしえてくださいね！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112243543138741932?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112243543138741932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112243543138741932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112243543138741932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112243543138741932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_27.html' title='しゃれタイム！'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112238846080219215</id><published>2005-07-26T22:37:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:34:21.840+09:00</updated><title type='text'>聞きたくない言葉</title><content type='html'>この間、デート中、彼氏が（コージみたいに）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「大丈夫だよ。ずぼらな女の子が好きなんだからなぁ」&lt;br /&gt;と言った。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ええ？　本気でゆってるの？と思った。&lt;br /&gt;そう。　　本気でゆってた。　　私、ほんとにずぼらな人だとは思わなかったのに。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼がそう言った理由は？　マニキュアがちょっと欠けていたのだ。だから「ずぼらな女の子」？ズルイ！あの日、忙しいのに、疲れてたのに、あなたの隣にいたかったから、マニキュアをする時間がなかった。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「さあ、好きな人と時間をすごそうか、マニキュアをしようか。。どちが大事かなぁ。。じゃあ、マニキュアのほうがたのしいな！」　と思うことがあったら、お願い、punch me.  (笑）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どういう人が本気でそう思える？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私にとって、時間を大切にすることは大事。マニキュアの状態は重要性のないもの。&lt;br /&gt;好きな人を幸せにすることは大事。服の最新流行型を着るのは重要性のないもの。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そういう考え方って「ずぼら」なら、私がずぼらなのよ！&lt;br /&gt;マニキュアが欠けても、常識に欠けてないだからね　　　　：）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112238846080219215?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112238846080219215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112238846080219215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112238846080219215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112238846080219215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_26.html' title='聞きたくない言葉'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112178973528361493</id><published>2005-07-20T00:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T01:15:35.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>コージ</title><content type='html'>あいのりのコージさんのことなんだけど。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;かわいそう。。なっちさんに告白する勇気を溜まって、すてきな告白をしたのに、すっけなく断られた。さっぱりわからないなぁ！確かになっちさんに無礼なこと言ってたし、気持ちを伝えなかったけど私はああいうタイプが特に好きで、幸せなカップルになってほしかったの。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;コージ頑張れ！この世界って広いよー「気持ちを伝えなくておかしいことばかり言って間違って受け取られる人たちがいやなやつなぁ！」って思ってる人もいれば、きっと「ああいうタイプが大好き！」って思ってる人もいるからね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私、一か八か、うまくいかないとわかっても、告白しなくちゃ。。大切な人に自分の気持ちを伝わなくちゃならない。。っていうタイプなんだからコージさんの気持ちよく解かる。　一緒に頑張ろうよ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112178973528361493?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112178973528361493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112178973528361493&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112178973528361493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112178973528361493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_20.html' title='コージ'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112123334366776629</id><published>2005-07-13T14:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T18:18:14.820+09:00</updated><title type='text'>飽きっぽい？</title><content type='html'>前の好きな人のことー覚えている？１ヵ月前出逢った男の子。。いい人かプレイボーイかわからなかったね。　まだ彼のことよく理解できない。時々意外とやさしいし、まじめな人。　時々ただのバカみたい、私の気持ちをわかるのに興味がない。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「別れたい」と思ってる時、彼の長所しかみえない。　逆に、「一緒にいたい」と思ってる時、彼の短所しかみえない。　知れば知るほど不安になちゃってるから、もう。。諦めた。　彼にたくさんのチャンスをあげたいけど。。もう信用できないところが多すぎて楽しくない！　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112123334366776629?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112123334366776629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112123334366776629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112123334366776629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112123334366776629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post_13.html' title='飽きっぽい？'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112123154308407483</id><published>2005-07-13T13:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T23:58:21.166+09:00</updated><title type='text'>努力のない同僚</title><content type='html'>今の仕事は私にとって理想な仕事。　たまに動けないほど疲れてるけど、それも好き！一日、８、９時間しか働かないから、そんなに難しくはない。　んで、疲れても楽しくて、おもしろくて、やりがいのある仕事だと思う。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;でも、1つの問題がある。職場にはスタフは3人だけ。。私とバイトの教師と「努力のない同僚」。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その人は最近、すごくムカつくなってきた。仕事が好きみたいのに、ぜんぜん勤勉に働きたくないみたい。いつも　「私の授業に誰も来ないといいなぁ」とか「面倒くさいなぁ、仕事は」とか、イスでだらしなく座って「もう。。うんざり！！」とその人はよく言う。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その人のせいで、すごく忙しくなってきた。　ずるいでしょ？　まあ、自分の授業なら自分でプランをつくるけど、ほかにいろいろなことをしなくちゃ。。その人は何もしたがってないから私は1人でせいいっぱいがんばってる、外見はすごくcheerfulなのに、心のなかには怒ってて、がっかりしてるなぁ。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112123154308407483?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112123154308407483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112123154308407483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112123154308407483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112123154308407483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='努力のない同僚'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112092168534746974</id><published>2005-07-09T22:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:23:03.226+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Baton</title><content type='html'>Music Batonきた！&lt;br /&gt;たこやきーだいすきさん（&lt;a href="http://takoyaki-daisuki.ameblo.jp/"&gt;http://takoyaki-daisuki.ameblo.jp/&lt;/a&gt;）ありがとう！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さて、&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Q１．コンピューターに入っている音楽ファイルの容量は？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;少ないなぁ。。３０曲かな？　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Q２．今聞いている曲は？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ShakalabbitsのMonster Tree. 「悲しみが飛び乗って優しさに生まれ変わる、そしてひとつになれればいい。。」　　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Q３．最後に買ったCD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shakalabbits,Ripslyme,ハナレグミ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;特にハナレグミの歌がかわいくて静かで、何度も聞いても飽きない。でも聴くたびに恋に落ちたい！（笑）　「君のいない午後に僕は、キスの味を思い出す、真空の白ににじむ、ソーダ水の色記憶、ユーアーマイン」　いいねェ。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Q４．良く聞く、または特別な思い入れのある５曲&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;エエ？５だけ？ムリ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;スピッツの「リコリス」　大好きな歌なんだ。　特別な思いはないけど懐かしいし、行ったことのないところの想いを思い出す。。どうしてかな！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aikoの「悪口」　かわいい！　ウサギとか、ねこのことが入ってるから。。(笑）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ゆずの「ねえ」　「教えてくれないかいいいいいい？」　あの気持ちよーくわかるよ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakalabbitsの「マッシュルームキャットナンバープレート」　すごいfunkyな曲で、いつも聞きながら、ダンスしてる。　ちょっとばかにみえるけどね！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blink182の「Feeling This」　(and I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; was *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Q５．バトンを渡す５名の皆さん&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;考えときます&lt;/span&gt;。。みんなもうもらったんだろう。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112092168534746974?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112092168534746974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112092168534746974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112092168534746974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112092168534746974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/07/music-baton.html' title='Music Baton'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-112014633742008742</id><published>2005-06-30T23:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:45:37.426+09:00</updated><title type='text'>何もできない。。</title><content type='html'>「好きです」と好きな人は言った。&lt;br /&gt;そう？？より　うーそ！　って感じだった。&lt;br /&gt;そう言っても、彼に何も言えなかった。　頭が真っ白になっちゃった　－　何も話せないくらい。　彼の告白を傾聴したのに、彼が言おうとしていることがわからなかったみたい。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;実は、あの人のことも好きで、「あたしも、＊好きな人＊のこと好きよ！」と言いたかったけど、言葉を失った　（そんなに幸せ？！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;やり直したい！　「＊好きな人＊なことス・キ・ダ・ヨ！」と呼びたい。。ていうより呼べるようになりたい。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-112014633742008742?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/112014633742008742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=112014633742008742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112014633742008742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/112014633742008742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_30.html' title='何もできない。。'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111979744846760907</id><published>2005-06-26T22:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:59:20.586+09:00</updated><title type='text'>2人の関係</title><content type='html'>このあいだ、&lt;a href="http://enkyori-blog-jp-cn.ameblo.jp/"&gt;http://enkyori-blog-jp-cn.ameblo.jp/&lt;/a&gt;　を見つけた。内容は日本人の女の子と中国人男の子の付き合い記録、やっぱりおもしろいしけど、読んだら、思いはじめた。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2人の関係は難しければ難しいほど愛を感じられるかな。　&lt;br /&gt;困難があれば、2人で乗り越えるので強くなっていく？　困難がないとたぶん簡単すぎて、強い感情がないと思われるかも。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;たぶん、困難があるときのほうが「あの人のために、なんでもする」って、　「あの人なら、幸せにしたい」っと。　2人でファイトして、もっと深くの恋を感じるかもしれない。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111979744846760907?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111979744846760907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111979744846760907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111979744846760907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111979744846760907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/2.html' title='2人の関係'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111945396916587465</id><published>2005-06-22T22:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T00:33:59.866+09:00</updated><title type='text'>好みのタイプ</title><content type='html'>みんなには好みの(恋人）のタイプがあるでしょう。。何にひかれるんですか？　私ったら、毎度違うことにひかれる。　2度と同じ独特のことにひかれないと気づいた。　いつもくせのある人に弱くて　（たいしたとっぴなことではないけど）。　そう、なぁ。。何よりも　(格好よりも、趣味よりも、お金よりも）　くせに弱い。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;例えば、1人のモトカレは人があまり好きではなくても、なんか無制限に友だちを応援してあげても、彼に恩返ししなくて、傷つけた。だから、心の大きな壁を作った。誰にも壊されないような壁だった。あのところはほんとに好きだった　－　強いでしょ？彼の心。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もう1人は賢い。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（そういえば、初めて会ったときから「好きです」と言う瞬間；3ヶ月。&lt;br /&gt;｢好きです」と言った瞬間からブラを脱ごうとした瞬間；　3秒。　(笑）　）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他にはかわいらしく無邪気な性格。　規則を守られない性格。　まじめすぎるな性格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私はそれぞれ別の魅力的なところにひかれてしまった。　今の好きな人は？彼のナイスボデイにひかれた？甘い言葉？おもしろい話し方？　ゼンゼン違う。実は、電話で話すとき、彼の笑顔が感じる。。その思い描いた笑顔に負けた！　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;バカなぁ、あたし。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そう！みんなの好みのタイプは？　いつも同じことが好き？　いつも新たなこと？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111945396916587465?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111945396916587465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111945396916587465&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111945396916587465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111945396916587465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_22.html' title='好みのタイプ'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111884528536799438</id><published>2005-06-15T20:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T23:21:25.460+09:00</updated><title type='text'>冷たくなってきた　２</title><content type='html'>そう。　どういうわけか、気になってきた。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どうしてかな。。？　彼のアプローチがぜんぜんsmoothじゃなくて、うまくできなくて恥ずかしい顔をしていた。実は、smoothな人がきらい。私もsmoothなんかじゃないからね！&lt;br /&gt;それで、問題。赤の他人に遊びに誘われるときはいつも断って、その彼のことを気にしない。　でも、その彼ら、ほんとにろくでなし？そういう人たちの中にいい人がいない？　普通は、すぐに見限るけど、たぶんそうするといいチャンスも見逃すかもしれない。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;どうすればいいの？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111884528536799438?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111884528536799438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111884528536799438&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111884528536799438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111884528536799438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post_15.html' title='冷たくなってきた　２'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111876528772235410</id><published>2005-06-14T23:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T01:08:07.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>冷たくなってきた。</title><content type='html'>私、最近ほんとに冷たくなってきたと気付いた。&lt;br /&gt;ちょっと例を示す。&lt;br /&gt;先週の週末、友だちと映画を見に行って(今まで、普通なんだけど）、途中で男の人にナンパされた。それは、やっぱり気持ち悪いね。。彼はいきなり、"You're  beautiful!" と言っちゃった。　"You're crazy!"と私は思わず言っちゃった。　声をかけたり、私に電話番号を渡したりした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;よくあることじゃなくて。。時々あることだろう。。でもいつも男の人の言い寄りを絶対はねつける。みんなスケベなぁと思って、すぐに逃げる。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"や、baby、あんたの家に遊びに行こうか？" とか&lt;br /&gt;"や、baby、ビール買って、ホテルに行こうか？"　とか&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;イヤーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーア！！え？？本気で言いてる？？あれは、なんか "バカはやめろ！"って感じ。　努力さえもしてない！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;それにしても、今回はいつもと違うのか、同じのかわからないけど、どういうわけか気になってきた。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111833179947151906</id><published>2005-06-09T23:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T00:43:19.480+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ミュートボタン</title><content type='html'>私、なぜまだ独身なの？確かに多くの理由があって。。（苦笑）&lt;br /&gt;独身の生活が嫌いっていうわけじゃなくて。。寂しく暮らしていない！（何しろ、帰ってパジャマに着替えてshakalabbitsを聞きながらひどく下手なダンスをするのが特に大好きなぁ！）&lt;br /&gt;でも彼氏がいないと寂しいところもある。&lt;br /&gt;ビーチに行きたくて、誰かとビールを飲みたくて、夜になったら、誰かと花火に火をつけて、手をつないでもらいたくて。。そんな感じ。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;１人ぼっちの人生ってなんかミュートボタンを付けて色あせた人生だと思うことがある。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111833179947151906?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111833179947151906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>地図がホシ（イ</title><content type='html'>このあいだ、「星を摘んで、髪にかざれるとしたら、星のかわりに空には何をおきますか？」と友だちに聞かれた。(彼女はおもしろい絵本を見つけたみたい）。　どう言ったらいいかなぁと思っていた。　よく考えた。　結局、決めた。　星のかわりに、地図がほしい。　私はいつも道に迷ってるから、自分のナビシステムがほしい！　私の行きたいところへの行く道きれいに描いてあるし、障害なんかがあれば、教えてもらうこともできる。　もちろん、障害物乗り越え方も教えるはずね。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空に描いた地図：　どこに行きたいんですか？&lt;br /&gt;私：　会社へ！&lt;br /&gt;空に描いた地図：　オーケー！まっすぐ行って、左に曲がって　（車が多いから、注意してね）　あ！それに、社長は荒れ模様だから気をつけて。。あとは。。ミルクが少なくなったね。もう一パック買ったほうがいいよ。　じゃあ、以上！　（まあ、今日のクツはちょっとかっこわるいんだけどね。。）　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そんな感じ。迷ってるとき、悩んでるとき、空からアドバイスをもらえるかも。&lt;br /&gt;みんな、どうするかな。星のかわりに何をおきますか？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111798457992522085?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111798457992522085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>「元彼のこと大好きです！」と時々感じる。変な感じ。嫌な感じでしょ？まだ愛しているわけじゃないけど３、４年間付き合いだった（よく覚えてない、元彼、許して！！）　一緒に色々なことを超えたし、すごく楽しかったから、良い思い出しか残っていない。それに、知っていれば知るほど彼のことになんか感心する。。まるで、一緒に大人になったみたいな感じ。別れた時も、友人だった。今も友人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ん。。普通？一般的に言えば、元彼や元彼女のこと嫌いなの？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111763416926598934?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111763416926598934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111763416926598934&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111763416926598934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111763416926598934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='元彼'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111762338082833557</id><published>2005-06-01T17:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T00:07:00.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'>B型？</title><content type='html'>このあいだ、すごくおもしろいサイト見付けたー　「ワラタ２ッキ」　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.livedoor.jp/warata2ki/archives/23695975.html"&gt;http://blog.livedoor.jp/warata2ki/archives/23695975.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その日のテーマは「血液型による違い」　実は、私がA型かB型、OかABか知らないんだけど。。　あるいは、知らなかったと言ったほうが正確。私、結果によると、B型だと心配してる。。：（　ひどい！みんなはどう思う？当たってるのかな。。&lt;br /&gt;さて、私のテスト：&lt;br /&gt;すごくカワイくてカッコいい男の人に憧れる。でも、彼はちょっと年下しアルバイトしてる。。あなたなら、どうする？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A型　彼が若すぎて、理想な夫じゃなくて、何もしない。興味がぜんぜんない。&lt;br /&gt;O型　彼が若すぎて、理想な夫じゃないのに、いつも彼のこと考えているけど、何もしない。&lt;br /&gt;AB型　バカするな!　そんな不良少年とは関係したくないよ！&lt;br /&gt;B型　どうする？もう、彼にメールアドレスを教えてあげて、デートするに決めた！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そう、私、B型です　　　：（　　　　　　　　これから家に帰って不貞寝ぜ！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111762338082833557?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111762338082833557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111762338082833557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111762338082833557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111762338082833557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/2005/06/b.html' title='B型？'/><author><name>me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13911144107181899170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://www.edgypix.com/comps/shor022770c.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13049737.post-111669292129728477</id><published>2005-05-22T00:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:24:55.896+09:00</updated><title type='text'>目的って。。何？</title><content type='html'>今日、もう少し自己紹介しよう。&lt;br /&gt;２０代の女の子。英国に生まれて育ったんだけど、１年間日本に住んでいる。（だから、日本語がぜんぜんできない！誰も読めないくらいかもしれないー。でも日本語で書きたくて！がんばる！変な間違いや不自然な言い方を気付いたら教えてくれませんか？よろしくおねがいします！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;何の目的でこのブログをはじめたの？と聞かれるかもしれない。毎日新たな経験したりしていて、忘れないように書きたいし、皆さんの意見も聞きたい。　私の考え方はみんなと違う？同じ？”私には変”っていうことはほんとに変かどうか知りたい！こんな風に、日本について色々習うかも！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13049737-111669292129728477?l=meno2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meno2.blogspot.com/feeds/111669292129728477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13049737&amp;postID=111669292129728477&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13049737/posts/default/111669292129728477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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