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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>Double Espresso</title><link rel="self" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T07:25:39+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-09-08:/2008/09/08/what-is-it-4696332/</id><title>A true feeling.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/08/what-is-it-4696332/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-09-08T02:17:23+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T02:49:15+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;What of you is she?&lt;br&gt;
Why did she follow you?&lt;br&gt;
Is it what you expected?&lt;br&gt;
She went to kick boxing lesson on the same day with you.&lt;br&gt;
She went the art school on the same day with you.&lt;br&gt;
She met at school every day with you.&lt;br&gt;
And what did you do afterward with her?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The day of your birthday.&lt;br&gt;
She was before 2day to return to Japan.&lt;br&gt;
I thought that she didn't come to the school anymore.&lt;br&gt;
However, she came until the last day.&lt;br&gt;
And She took a photograph.&lt;br&gt;
Cross a shoulder with you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I felt that your act was strange.&lt;br&gt;
You saw me to the station.&lt;br&gt;
And you didn't kiss me.&lt;br&gt;
Therefore I talked on the telephone.&lt;br&gt;
You said to me.&lt;br&gt;
Where are you now?&lt;br&gt;
It is because you wanted to check whether I got on a train.&lt;br&gt;
And&lt;br&gt;
Did you meet her outside a school?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Plobably I think that you met.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;However, I didn't say it.&lt;br&gt;
Because the reason is because it knew that she returns to Japan.&lt;br&gt;
And She marries in it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why did you meet me if you like her?&lt;br&gt;
And you　have other girlfriends.&lt;br&gt;
It is I satisfied&lt;br&gt;
if you say that you are only play relationship(nonserious) with me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I always said.&lt;br&gt;
I want you say honestly.&lt;br&gt;
It is my angry reason.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;you betrayed my feeling.&lt;br&gt;
But&lt;br&gt;
I'm coyote ugly for you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank you for happy time Seven months.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/08/what-is-it-4696332/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-09-04:/2008/09/05/issues-now-am-i-heart-and-closest-emotional-however-i-4683749/</id><title>I must put things in perspective.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/05/issues-now-am-i-heart-and-closest-emotional-however-i-4683749/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-09-05T00:35:53+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:50:11+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Issues now am I heart and closest emotional. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;However, I noticed it yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can draw a lot of strength and satisfaction from my friends and loved by a friend now.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Friends listen to the heart voices of me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks my friends.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/05/issues-now-am-i-heart-and-closest-emotional-however-i-4683749/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-09-03:/2008/09/03/kiss-it-and-make-it-well-4675891/</id><title>kiss it and make it well !!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/03/kiss-it-and-make-it-well-4675891/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-09-03T11:56:43+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T11:56:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Though I should have given it up,&lt;br&gt;
the depths of the heart are painful.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/09/03/kiss-it-and-make-it-well-4675891/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-08-28:/2008/08/28/it-is-before-two-weeks-4649195/</id><title>It is before two weeks</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/it-is-before-two-weeks-4649195/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-08-28T15:25:27+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:52:01+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Though I understood that I was wrong,&lt;br&gt;
I was not able to endure it.&lt;br&gt;
I send to an email.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I wrote it as [Fuck off] &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Do not you hear why I was angry?&lt;br&gt;
Whether you listen to me or not, it's your prerogative.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;you don't say "good bye"and happy?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/it-is-before-two-weeks-4649195/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-08-17:/2008/08/17/i-get-well-4601884/</id><title>I get well</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/17/i-get-well-4601884/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-08-17T23:31:28+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:31:28+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;
No matter what happens,&lt;br&gt;
     there wants to be me honestly.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/17/i-get-well-4601884/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-08-15:/2008/08/15/why-4592757/</id><title>Why</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/15/why-4592757/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-08-15T15:46:40+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:46:40+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Is the reason why you don't kiss me that you have a favorite person?&lt;br&gt;
Do you like a married woman?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/08/15/why-4592757/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-07-17:/2008/07/18/why-4462911/</id><title>why</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/18/why-4462911/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-07-18T00:45:27+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:45:27+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I want to hear.&lt;br&gt;
But I can't listen.&lt;br&gt;
You don't answer even if I hear it. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I don't understand why you cover it.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/18/why-4462911/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-07-10:/2008/07/10/cloudy-afternoon-4431966/</id><title>cloudy afternoon</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/10/cloudy-afternoon-4431966/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-07-10T23:03:43+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:03:43+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today I'm sad.I hope nice day tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;all would be well........may be.....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/10/cloudy-afternoon-4431966/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-07-05:/2008/07/05/happy-time-4408451/</id><title>happy  time</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/05/happy-time-4408451/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-07-05T21:59:00+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:47:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I met a boyfriend yesterday.&lt;br&gt;
He introduced a friend to me.&lt;br&gt;
Does he a little accept me?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;inexpectant&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/05/happy-time-4408451/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-07-02:/2008/07/03/cried-4396084/</id><title>cried</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/cried-4396084/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-07-03T00:11:49+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:00:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I went to hair saron.&lt;br&gt;
But I was cut hair and cried.&lt;br&gt;
because It was different from my image.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graycry.gif" alt=":`(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;any way&lt;br&gt;
My boyfriend seems to have returned.&lt;br&gt;
There was a telephone today. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I did not hear when he returned.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think&lt;br&gt;
he had better say nothing if he tell a lie.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/07/03/cried-4396084/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-30:/2008/06/30/what-is-gentleness-4386610/</id><title>What is Gentleness?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/30/what-is-gentleness-4386610/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-30T22:25:38+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:25:38+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;A friend went to Sweden last Saturday.&lt;br&gt;
He told me the flight time.&lt;br&gt;
And returning day and time.&lt;br&gt;
He said.&lt;br&gt;
I contact you immediately if I return! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Friend ... he understands my feeling very much.&lt;br&gt;
Probably than a boyfriend ...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/30/what-is-gentleness-4386610/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-26:/2008/06/26/title-4369449/</id><title>Travel</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/title-4369449/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-26T23:22:23+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:14:11+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;He gone for trip from today.&lt;br&gt;
He gave a telephone from an airport for me. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;you travel.&lt;br&gt;
Do not  call her　from travel place?&lt;br&gt;
Is it common?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/title-4369449/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-25:/2008/06/26/chill-4364777/</id><title>Chill</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/chill-4364777/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-26T00:17:56+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T00:17:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I was a slightly lonely day.&lt;br&gt;
I understand why. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/26/chill-4364777/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-21:/2008/06/21/i-didn-t-hear-it-4345124/</id><title>I didn't hear it.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/21/i-didn-t-hear-it-4345124/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-21T19:49:56+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:49:56+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm alone today.&lt;br&gt;
I'm no plan in anything.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Kare wa nai suru hitozo"&lt;br&gt;
A meaning.&lt;br&gt;
what dose he thinks about?&lt;br&gt;
what does he do? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So,I understood the reason of the yesterday's lacking feeling.&lt;br&gt;
I don't get a true answer even if I hear anything. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But it　my wrong?　&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I did not ask question that it is very important. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Am I his girlfriend?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/21/i-didn-t-hear-it-4345124/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-20:/2008/06/20/never-mind-4342483/</id><title>never mind</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/20/never-mind-4342483/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-20T23:25:08+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:42:20+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I met up boyfriend today!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It is one month since my meeting him last.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I taked a lot.&lt;br&gt;
He talked a lot, too.&lt;br&gt;
However, I felt sad.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_cry.gif" alt=":'(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I do not understand it for some reason. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Japanese women coming to his school dislike her.&lt;br&gt;
Because She does an entry entirely in the class of the hobby that he passes.&lt;br&gt;
Why is it?&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayuhoh.gif" alt="U-(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/20/never-mind-4342483/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:akubichan.blog.co.uk,2008-06-20:/2008/06/20/a-date-4339704/</id><title>A date.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://akubichan.blog.co.uk/2008/06/20/a-date-4339704/"/><author><name>akubichan</name></author><published>2008-06-20T09:55:12+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T09:55:12+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;
I can meet him after a long absence.&lt;br&gt;
Probably.&lt;br&gt;
Because he does not keep promises all the time...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayconfused.gif" alt=":??:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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