<?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-7411412</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:27:18.597+09:00</updated><title type='text'>wanichan's way</title><subtitle type='html'>My name "wanichan" originated from "wani" which means crocodile and "chan" what stands for the respect you have for this creature ;-) 

I am Japanese. Let me keep up my English.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-109896088992806815</id><published>2004-10-28T19:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T19:59:07.763+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no posting here</title><content type='html'>I've never used English for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;What's I am doing now? How have I been?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I started going to a driving school from October 23rd, but my parents don't know the fact yet.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to keep secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell them the truth, they would be say "No".&lt;br /&gt;They are strongly opposed for me to take the driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;Even though my sister has... why?&lt;br /&gt;But I used to listened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when my boyfriend took me a drive, I thought I could not deal with him for driving any more because he is not well as he used to be in a hospital last year.&lt;br /&gt;If he is sick or be tired, I want to help him and I will drive a car instead of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I wanted to quit a job.&lt;br /&gt;It is a very hard time working, from 10:00 am to 10:00 pm including only 60 minutes break.&lt;br /&gt;I am not good at a business telephone. I hate it... but I started it just for money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-109896088992806815?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/109896088992806815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=109896088992806815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/109896088992806815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/109896088992806815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/10/long-time-no-posting-here.html' title='Long time no posting here'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234067676298976</id><published>2004-10-28T16:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:31:16.763+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to a driving school</title><content type='html'>Actually, I started going to a driving school from October 23rd, but my parents don't know the fact yet. I am trying to keep secret...  If you tell them the truth, they would be say "No". They are strongly opposed for me to take the driver's license. Even though my sister has... why? But I used to listened to them.  However, when my boyfriend took me a drive, I thought I could not deal with him for driving any more because he is not well as he used to be in a hospital last year. If he is sick or be tired, I want to help him and I will drive a car instead of him.  To tell the truth, I wanted to quit a job. It is a very hard time working, from 10:00 am to 10:00 pm including only 60 minutes break. I am not good at a business telephone. I hate it... but I started it just for money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234067676298976?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234067676298976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234067676298976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234067676298976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234067676298976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/10/going-to-driving-school.html' title='Going to a driving school'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234081689474434</id><published>2004-08-31T16:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:33:36.896+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Using Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The good point of using Internet is easy to get some information quickly, and required information can be searched without futility.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, you have to summarize fragmentary information on the Internet. The website which you can learn for free step by step hardly exists.&lt;br /&gt;These days, the cases where the outstanding website is books-ized have increased in number.The webmaster with literary talent in a world. Publication companies cannot overlook those websites.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234081689474434?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234081689474434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234081689474434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234081689474434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234081689474434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/08/using-internet.html' title='Using Internet'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234097846259177</id><published>2004-08-22T16:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:36:18.463+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, my GOD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I usually check my schedule by the calendar in my room. According to that, I have to work today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, actually my schedule book was correct and I didn't have to work today. I have forgot matching the right schedule to my calendar in my room.&lt;br /&gt;I believed my calendar and I woke up early this morning, took a train as usual, and arrived at a office by 10:00. But, it was at noon that I recognized today was my off day.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't get money for two hours... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234097846259177?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234097846259177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234097846259177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234097846259177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234097846259177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh, my GOD!'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-109252882245156671</id><published>2004-08-15T09:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-08-15T09:13:42.450+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I cannot see my boyfriend...</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend is in Nagano with his family.  I cannot him for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;My dad will be 60 next month, so he will retire soon.&lt;br /&gt;But, I am still with my family, so I think I cannot stay here any more.&lt;br /&gt;When I get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-109252882245156671?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/109252882245156671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=109252882245156671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/109252882245156671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/109252882245156671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-cannot-see-my-boyfriend.html' title='I cannot see my boyfriend...'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234111165474283</id><published>2004-08-03T16:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:38:31.656+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have set a cellular phone as manners mode during work.Then, one arrival-of-the-phone history, one simple answer phone recording.It was 11:00 p.m. that I have noticed it.&lt;br /&gt;Why people try to make contact with me even though I am too busy?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know my own schedule without my schedule book.I cannot remember what I have to do and what I have to go tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;People tell me to work, but their schedules are stable, and they work at the particular places, aren't they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234111165474283?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234111165474283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234111165474283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234111165474283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234111165474283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-have-set-cellular-phone-as-manners.html' title=''/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-108869296867152447</id><published>2004-07-01T23:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:45:08.683+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Point of 2004</title><content type='html'>I have to go to work tomorrow. It is the first day.&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of things happened, I got a new job. But, I have to work from 10:00 to 22:00. It is for a long time. It is the job for a technical support.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I cannot get a job besides something special for computers, like a helpdesk or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am supporting the reader of the book that I wrote. He is 62 years old, after his retirement, he bought the book, and now he tries to build his own web site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he does a good job, but he is still super beginner. Explaining something about computers excactly is very difficult for beginner, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;It is very hard to understand what's going on. He sometimes makes a mistake in choosing computer words.&lt;br /&gt;I know I have the duty to support them. However, what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-108869296867152447?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/108869296867152447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=108869296867152447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108869296867152447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108869296867152447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/07/turning-point-of-2004.html' title='Turning Point of 2004'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-108822669754030154</id><published>2004-06-26T13:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:13:32.393+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a job - Part 2</title><content type='html'>After all, I could't pass for the job interview.&lt;br /&gt;The reason was because my skills were too high.&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't tell them that I published a book, do you think I could passed it?&lt;br /&gt;The temporary agency said that it did't matter because they would know about that one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so sad, and I asked them to introduce a new job again.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they called up to my cellurar phone within one hour later.&lt;br /&gt;I said okay for the job. It was work of technical support of a personal computer. I am going to visit the place of work on Wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-108822669754030154?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/108822669754030154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=108822669754030154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108822669754030154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108822669754030154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/looking-for-job-part-2.html' title='Looking for a job - Part 2'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-108808653677068790</id><published>2004-06-24T23:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T23:19:01.216+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Preposition</title><content type='html'>I sometimes make a gramatical mistake. Especially preposition.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's the difference, "with", "on", "in", "for" and "of".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am a member &lt;b&gt;for&lt;/b&gt; this organization.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member &lt;b&gt;with&lt;/b&gt; this organization.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member &lt;b&gt;on&lt;/b&gt; the organization.&lt;br /&gt;I am a member &lt;b&gt;of&lt;/b&gt; the organization.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-108808653677068790?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/108808653677068790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=108808653677068790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108808653677068790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108808653677068790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/preposition.html' title='Preposition'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-108804117055765565</id><published>2004-06-24T10:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T11:03:44.403+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for a job</title><content type='html'>I had a job interview yesterday through my temporary agency.&lt;br /&gt;It was a helpdesk. A man from the temporary agency introduced them that I published a book, and then I showed them the book.&lt;br /&gt;They were surprised very much. I guess they were afraid of me.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I've seen this in a bookstore. Did you write this all?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Really?? Cool! but are you sure that you may be here truly? Why do you choose to go to work?"&lt;br /&gt;"Because my parent told me to go out. If I stay in home, she never stops nagging."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I cannot pass for the interview. Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because that was one too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-108804117055765565?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/108804117055765565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=108804117055765565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108804117055765565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108804117055765565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/looking-for-job.html' title='Looking for a job'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-108801486171711461</id><published>2004-06-24T03:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T10:57:03.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The second edition of my book</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I knew that the book which I wrote would be reprinted.&lt;br /&gt;Although two months have not passed yet since issue.&lt;br /&gt;However, unfortunatelly, I cannot get the additional royalities because I have already got a manuscript fee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-108801486171711461?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/108801486171711461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=108801486171711461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108801486171711461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/108801486171711461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/second-edition-of-my-book.html' title='The second edition of my book'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234123387998388</id><published>2004-06-21T16:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:40:33.880+09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I asked my temporary agency to introduce a new job, and they did one that is from next month. I don&amp;#39;t know how is in the future, but I am just waiting for they call up me again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no job now? I suppose nope.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I received one e-mail from the production services. Actually, I have to support the readers of my work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234123387998388?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234123387998388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234123387998388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234123387998388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234123387998388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-job.html' title='New Job?'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234133612304124</id><published>2004-06-20T16:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:42:16.126+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was my last day for a temporary job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things that I want to say, but I cannot say that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was happy that I met a lot of people there. I am going out for drink next Monday night with my co-workers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After work, I met my boyfriend. He showed me an apartment near a station. He invited me to live together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, &amp;quot;It is up to you&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234133612304124?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234133612304124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234133612304124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234133612304124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234133612304124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/last-day.html' title='Last Day'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234161431204537</id><published>2004-06-19T16:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:47:46.476+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerd?</title><content type='html'>After work, I went home to the middle with my co-worker. It was the last in the beginning that I worked together with him. It was heavy rainy. Although we were walking under umbrellas, we were all wet with rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I started using computers, I used to be afraid of being nerd, so I asked him, "Am I a nerd?" He said, "No. You are not a nerd, you are a professional."&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference, nerd and professional?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234161431204537?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234161431204537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234161431204537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234161431204537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234161431204537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/nerd.html' title='Nerd?'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7411412.post-111234175932191652</id><published>2004-06-05T16:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T16:49:19.323+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though I was sick</title><content type='html'>I went to work even though I was still sick. Since my body was still unsteady, I drank the nutrition drink.I changed the train twice, and walked along for 20 minutes.When I arrived at an electronic goods store, I met my co-worker. She looked so happy to work with me.&lt;br /&gt;The lunch time was from 1 o'clock, and I went to the Italian restaurant. I ate a chicken steak with garlic and garlic rice, so energy came out of me:)&lt;br /&gt;Although it thought that I would return immediately after my condition becomes bad, after all, I worked till past 8:00.&lt;br /&gt;I have to work tomorrow again. You know, convalescence is very hard, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7411412-111234175932191652?l=wanichan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/feeds/111234175932191652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7411412&amp;postID=111234175932191652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234175932191652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7411412/posts/default/111234175932191652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wanichan.blogspot.com/2004/06/even-though-i-was-sick.html' title='Even though I was sick'/><author><name>wanichan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12002706951476765893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://homepage3.nifty.com/wanichan/images/miniwani.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
