<?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-18602330</id><updated>2011-11-25T10:30:34.767+09:00</updated><title type='text'>supercalifragilisticGAKUSEE</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm finally back...after 5 month in Japan...one of the best experiences of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114873806480871724</id><published>2006-05-27T22:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:54:25.270+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE FAMOUS!!!!</title><content type='html'>AWESOME!!!!! My dude Ann has just told me that she, Reiner and I are now famous!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, our pictures are on the new brochure of SOPHIA UNIVERSITY, TOKYO, JAPAN!!!!!We gotta be proud of this, since we were among the last students that attended classes at Ichigaya campus, which have been moved after our departure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114873806480871724?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114873806480871724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114873806480871724&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114873806480871724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114873806480871724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/05/were-famous.html' title='WE&apos;RE FAMOUS!!!!'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114539684325458451</id><published>2006-04-19T06:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T06:47:23.296+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/pasqua%202006%20046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/pasqua%202006%20046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/pasqua%202006%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/pasqua%202006%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannes, Cannes.&lt;br /&gt;Une grande famille. Beaucoup de serenité.&lt;br /&gt;Merci mes amis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/pasqua%202006%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/pasqua%202006%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114539684325458451?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114539684325458451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114539684325458451&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114539684325458451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114539684325458451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/04/cannes-cannes.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114358433279212659</id><published>2006-03-29T07:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T07:18:52.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ooowww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OOOWWWW from friend's emails and ppl's comments....I understand you don't want me to stop blogging.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ooowwwww that's sweet....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok....now I just tell you that I had a wonderfull night with some friends- Masu-Eky-Julia....and on the way back home from Milano I got lost. HAHAH soooooo funny. I never got lost in japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like my life here. But I sometimes miss japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In order to be a lil bit more fit, I am going to the swimming pool every evening during dinner time....after a full day in the uni's library. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't sleep too much, so I always feel hangover in the morning- even without drinking!....-but a teacher of mine came out with a nice solution: go out and have a walk...I think I'll try...but I have another idea.I'll bake....cakes, cookies....!(but i won't eat them!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But now it's quite late and magically I am a bit sleepy...so....byyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114358433279212659?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114358433279212659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114358433279212659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114358433279212659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114358433279212659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ooowww.html' title='ooowww'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114306162898485800</id><published>2006-03-23T05:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:12:47.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be the last post on this blog. I feel the need of closing this chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to thank all the readers of my tales...and the friends that supported this idea of the website...&lt;br /&gt;hugs. sayonara. email me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I might decide to write something...sometimes. But I guess it will be somewhere else. At the moment I just have my private paper diary...just to give an order to my messy life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114306162898485800?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114306162898485800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114306162898485800&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114306162898485800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114306162898485800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ciao.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114168006172883350</id><published>2006-03-07T06:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T06:21:01.766+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/ARV-076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/ARV-076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/valentina3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;During my absence, my mother bought the most weird stuff ever.Now, during her absence, I discover everything. I found one of the "nicest" things tonight in the kitchen: black chocolate with pink peppercorn. Or was it pink chocolate with black peppercorn?! MAH!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if it's just my imagination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114168006172883350?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114168006172883350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114168006172883350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114168006172883350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114168006172883350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/03/interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114158930182468299</id><published>2006-03-06T04:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T07:54:46.396+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06780.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06820.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What have I been doing lately?!&lt;br /&gt;Apart being a nerd and listening to music while daydreaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cooked sushi for Ale and Marcy aaaaaaaaaaaaand seen Helmut Newton exposition in Milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that there are some works that I didn't like, I really enjoyed it....very nice. I wish I could have more time to watch entirely the moovies that were presented there.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice and interesting to see how Newton used to work and behave....so not just the "products", but also the "processes"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home I have enjoyed a supernice sunset....unfortunately I was driving, so the quality of the picture is a bit scarce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06829.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06829.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still, sometimes I think about my japanese adventure...I simply can't help it. Today it was a bit like one of my days in Tokyo. Brunch,downtown , Museum, Shopping, home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so glad I have a car here and I don't have to enter a packed train to go home or to go downtown..or simply, to school! I am so glad I don't have to stay out the all day or the all night just because everything is far away or trains don't run after midnight. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here nothing is as tiring as Tokyo. Life here is much easier. Even with the washing machine!!!!! Or...it's so nice to go to the hairdresser (well, mine is really special, so he is unique...but anyway...) and to know what he's going to do with your hair. Or...well...even though Japanese hospitals are really cleaned and well organised, here it's quite nice to be able to communicate directly with the doctor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so strange to kiss people now! I didn't realize that staying in Japan I lost this habit...I must confess I still feel a bit unconfortable when people that i don't know too well say hello and then kiss me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love to entirely understand the news and the signals!!!!!!!!!!ahaha it sounds stupid, I know. But still, try to imagine! The first days I was in Tokyo I wanted to excape and to come back in Europe.Everything was extremely difficoult. Even at the supermarket, understanding which was a shampoo and which was a dish cleanser was quite hard. So...how could I read a newspaper?!?! (a shinbun!!!! 新聞!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When people ask me how Japan was, it's always so difficult to answer. Of course I loved the experience and everything, but still....it's hard to summarize everything in few words. I never know how to answer, so I think I always sound supid. There are so many things to say. So many pictures to show, so many emotions to tell, so many adventures....so many aspects of a society that is very unique. Japan is mysterious, fascinating....life can be so complicated that everything is made to make it easy. Every part of the country is very different from the others. Dialects, people, land and food are different. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's difficult to express opinions, to meet people. A foreigner is an outsider. And no matter how well you speak Japanese, but everyone can see you're an outsider. You'll always be treated like that. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well....now it's so nice to know I don't have to stay up the all night because the day after I have a test of Japanese!!!! (I used to have vocab so much!!!!!!aaaaaaaaaaah そです！！！！！！！)....so...now I go in my nice warm bed (and I don't have to fight with the heater...and tomorrow I don't have to brush my teeths under the shower because my bathroom is frozen and......!!!!ok i stop now!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;お休みなさい！！！！！！！！ergo, goodnight!!!Bonne nuit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC02243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC02243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114158930182468299?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114158930182468299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114158930182468299&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114158930182468299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114158930182468299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-have-i-been-doing-lately-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114125541163540789</id><published>2006-03-02T07:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:03:44.133+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I am enjoying my time in Italy now.&lt;br /&gt;In this precise moment nothing has really changed from when I was in apartment 415, Azalea House, Tokyo. I am sitting in front of my pc, listening to my favourite music and having cookies and milk.(shhhhhh it's not part of the diet!) My dog is lying down on the floor bringing me to nice reality...but my fantasy is still flying like a butterfly. I am thinking about my present, my past, my future. Like a rewind, forward....play. Pictures on the walls....books on the desk, piles of dishes i have to wash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I attend classes in English, so I met a lot of exchange students and I feel a bit as if i was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I like to stay with Masumi chan, she is from Sophia University (where I did my exchange period!)...today we were talking about Starbucks coffee in Ichigaya, where sophia campus is...it's so nice to know that we like to do the same things...in Japan or in Italy!&lt;br /&gt;But anyways. I have only two classes to follow (plus one that I am interested in, but I don't really need to take the entire course. I'll see if I have time!) and for the rest I can organise my days as I like.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am used not to sleep too much. I never feel cold. I feel so warm and confident.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit melancholic sometimes, because I don't see my friends as often as before....everyone is so busy and I need to study a lot. But still we do our best to stay together sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I constaltly receive emails from my "japanese family". Now all the europeans are back to europe. We all want to meet this summer. Maybe in august. I'd like to go to China for the summer school programme offered by my university. It lasts till the 6th of august. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm going to the cinema tomorrow night, to watch a movie about Italy. Even if I am a bit of a gipsy, my roots are here. I love my culture, but sometimes I just live in my own world made of cherry pies and surprises. I just like to see things whithout being used to them. Every time I deal with something, I try to consider it as if it was the first time. When you travel , you develop curiosity, you become a bit like a child...you feel the need to learn as much as you can, to do as much as you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's time for me to go to bed now. bye!!Furan (did I write here that Furan, the short, Japanese version of my name, means WIND ORCHID?!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114125541163540789?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114125541163540789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114125541163540789&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114125541163540789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114125541163540789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-enjoying-my-time-in-italy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-114017826025082616</id><published>2006-02-17T20:52:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T21:32:51.010+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so weird to be here. I mean, nothing has really changed, except my perception.&lt;br /&gt;Supermarket, Bank, shop....the assistants and the clerks were so..."groce and rude". Well.. in Japan people are so kind but you never now what they think...here everyone is rude and you perfectly know what he thinks! Even the way they give you the money..or the shopping bags. I really cannot understand why here they don't put any effort in being a bit kind with the customers. It seems that they do you a favour if you buy in their shops. What do you think is better? I dunno. I just feel better to go in a shop where people at least pretend to be kind.&lt;br /&gt;I miss taking off my shoes when I get into houses. I miss small things. When I cook I cut all the stuff by default. And I always forget that I have a knife on the table, not chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;I drive now. I don't take trains. But I like walking...a lot. Everything is so small here!haha!Compared to distances in Tokyo, everything here is very close to my place.&lt;br /&gt;When people makes me angry, the rage is not inside me, it stayes outside and goes rapidly away. I laugh when people is supernervous because I can't see the point.&lt;br /&gt;The music I listen to as changed as well.The way I dress. The way I walk, I eat, I speak. I speak slowly, as if the words were snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to my characterial change, I had an haircut and I have red reflexes.I am on diet (I planned to loose 10 kg!and I have already lost 3!)&lt;br /&gt;But I am happy to be at home and to observe all the differencies. I think that it is the same for my friends, back to their countries. We all have something in common. This experience has enlarged our horizons, enriched our experience. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was nice to go to university, see my friends (somebody didn't even recognise me!hah!) , see the teachers, talk to Nicoletta (international relations office) and her colleagues about my experience. She said that every student comes home really "changed" after an erasmus or an exchange. And not many people wants to go to Japan! AhAh! Actually I always write about positive aspects, but it has not been that easy, you know!? there were days in which I was really upset..many people there is racist. I was used to be gazed. Now if somebody looks at me I just smile. In Japan people look at you because you are a stranger. "people are strange..when you are stranger...faces look ugly...when you're alone.."..but anyway. I have learned a lot. And now I am back to normal life, busy in reading, studying, seing friends that I've missed for so long.. but I am glad I am keeping in touch with my "Japanese Family". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wednesday classes start for me. I'll be together with international students and I am really happy for this reason. There will be also Masumi, a Japanese girl from Sophia University. I can't wait to meet her to practice my Japanese!!!!mmmm i bet her Italian is a lot better!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many exams, my timetable changes every week!!!!Nice.But I have to study now...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-114017826025082616?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/114017826025082616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=114017826025082616&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114017826025082616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/114017826025082616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-so-weird-to-be-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113984359479657903</id><published>2006-02-14T00:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:13:15.826+09:00</updated><title type='text'>お帰り</title><content type='html'>Back home!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mam, Lo, Maras,Grandma, Bianca,Sandra, Erica, Ale, Filippo, Ricky, Marcy, Giorgia, Veronica, Ringhio, Kampa, Tanca, Elena for the surprise party!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went downtown with Maras. So strange....it was lunchtime so there was nobody in the streets. Really weird!&lt;br /&gt;Now all my efforts are focused on my diet....!!!haha I'm a bit fat now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before leaving Reiner, Sundus and I had a goodbye party and a lot of people came. It was really special...Dunno about my two belgian angels, but I slept 2 hours...so I was tired enough to sleep on the plane..with an alcoolic neighbour, who ordered half a dozen of wiskey coke...MAMMA MIA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113984359479657903?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113984359479657903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113984359479657903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113984359479657903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113984359479657903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title='お帰り'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113937422077157659</id><published>2006-02-08T13:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:50:00.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'>bye Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06410.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/400/DSC06410.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06505.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04593.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04593.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; uuuhhhh last last article from Japan!!!But don't worry, by now everything is a new adventure because I'll see things through different eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is not the end.&lt;br /&gt;Every old habit will be renewed...&lt;br /&gt;( gosh, I have to re-learn to use knife and fork!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;I can tell that here I had one of the best times of my life....and I feel good...in peace....with a lot of new interests, new friends, new skills, new attitudes...more character for sure..!&lt;br /&gt;I hug everyone, I'll be in Milano at 18.05 ... You'll read soon my first impressions....bye for now. Bye Tokyo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113937422077157659?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113937422077157659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113937422077157659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113937422077157659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113937422077157659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/02/bye-tokyo.html' title='bye Tokyo'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113837759051922764</id><published>2006-02-06T00:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T00:53:38.650+09:00</updated><title type='text'>packing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so strange...packing all my stuff...many people have left, already..and I have 4 days left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm packing stuff, but also emotions, lessons, experiences.&lt;br /&gt;When you fold everything and put it into a bag you have time to recall, to examine, to understand.Everything reminds you something and something else.&lt;br /&gt;Like a melody, that follows me, all these memories will be in my heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I will see things when I will be back in my copuntry. What I will miss from here. I guess it will be a bit strange, at the beginning, being back...I can say that I'm always myself, of course, but here I discovered many things about my personality and my life is full of colours now.&lt;br /&gt;I met wonderful people, I experienced so many new things..I am so glad I could come here..and for this I have to thank people who supported me from home!!!Thank you!!!&lt;br /&gt;And...a special thank to someone special that made my stay here very...."super"!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_0629.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/IMG_0629.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CARLOS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CHRISTINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; REINER &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ROOPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ANN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113837759051922764?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113837759051922764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113837759051922764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113837759051922764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113837759051922764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/02/packing.html' title='packing'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113898197620717795</id><published>2006-02-04T00:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T15:26:01.626+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up after 3 hours of sleep, go to the airport..and then Elisa went to Kiushu and I went to Okinawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okinawa is really different from the main land. Even people is very different. The first guy I met waS a taxidriver. He asked me a lot of things.He, like everybody there, thought I was american..but anyway he said he was going to make a &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reversaL in a crossroad!!!! Gosh! Then when I was kind of lost, at a certain point, everyone offered help and tried to say some words in english!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the stay I experienced many different feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Visiting the Japanese navy Underground Headquarters bunker (in 1944) I could breath the tragedy of the war. I was there, alone, in small underground gloomy tunnels were people died..committing suicide. I wanted to cry, to run away, but I was blocked there, feeling trapped by walls that smelled tragedy. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I was too tired to have nightmeares, but I woke up well motiovated and tooke a bus to Nago. There, I asked where I could rend a bike but everyone laughed at me, so I went to see some beaches and the acquarium, but even there I felt sorry for those animals trapped there, in small filthy pools. Beautifull animals, but obviously bored and too used to the flashes and the glances of people. My need to feel free was really urgent. Finally I found my peace, thanks to the best guest house ever, to the sea and to cheerfull people...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By coincidence, I was so tired that I toke a taxi and asked the driver to bring me in the cheapest place of my list of hostels. It was really difficoult to find it because it was so small, located on a cliff...with a private beach...palm trees...&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got of the car, a dog came to say hello. I felt at home.&lt;br /&gt;The owner and her assistant showed me the house. SoOOoOOooOOoOOooooO beautifull. All wooden, with a kitchen that everybody could use, Ofuro-s, bunk beds...(I decided to sleep in the upper one...and that was my "room" for a couple of days)...a Verandah on the sea...a room upstairs where to go during the night to read, write or drink..or just look at the sea...a piano..guitars...bongos...and lovely people with whom I went out to eat...drink and for whom I coocked...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had time to stay with this lovely people, but I had time for myself as well. Time to take a bike and hang around, time to sit on the beach and read or write or to pick up shells and corals. I had&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time to stay on my own and think. I was trying to have a picture of my life, of my desires, my dreams. I had many ideas for dishes, for drinks..I was drowing an image of the house of my dreams. Well. kinda like that one, on the cliffs, right on the sea!I thought how I should decorate it...and i let my fantasy do the rest. Looking at the sea,&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just listened to its sound. So delicate and so powerfull...it just depends on what it meets. Sweet on the sand,impetous against the rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had lunch with some old people at their place. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They showed me some old okinawan dance...and cooked some delicious stuff (no wonder I'm gatting fat!)..&lt;br /&gt;And I was offered a ride by two girls from Hiroshima I met at the fairy house. One of them could speak a bit of english, so things were easier. Anyway, Maccho drove like the taxi driver I mentioned before..till Naha...we went to the market &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we chose a fish...brought it to a restaurant were they coocked it...and we had so much fun. I can tell, Risa and Maccho are the two coolest japanese girls I have ever met.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC06286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC06286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I went at the airport and I bought a ticket for a plane that was leaving in 15 minutes....I started to yell "chotto matte, chotto matte!!!"and eventually got on the plane..and now I am back to Tokyo...so happy, with my mind cleared, a lot of dreams that have been created by my ingenous mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane I was thinking "wow, I am flying"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113898197620717795?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113898197620717795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113898197620717795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113898197620717795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113898197620717795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/02/wake-up-after-3-hours-of-sleep-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113863635835476336</id><published>2006-01-31T00:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T00:52:38.386+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OKINAWA</title><content type='html'>Hey...tomorrow morning I'll go with Elisa to Haneda airport really early and try to get a last second flight to Okinawa...so.....if we manage to do it...I'll talk to you saturday night..I'll tell you everything about this last days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps goodbye Carlos, thank you for everything! Hasta luego!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113863635835476336?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113863635835476336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113863635835476336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113863635835476336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113863635835476336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/okinawa.html' title='OKINAWA'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113833480126559112</id><published>2006-01-27T13:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:58:09.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finally I have finished my exams (had 5 in 4 days!), I see friends leaving (Roope, my brother!) will be the first one leaving (tomorrow) then Carlos goes back on monday...I still have two more weeks here. I am starting to think about packing all my stuff...and I'm doing researches for my degree thesis!!!!!(yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!I know I sound like a gig if I show my excitement...but I am actually really happy about it) !!&lt;br /&gt;Well...today I went to a teacher's office and I met my dear professor Hannibal, that turned out to be really really kind....actually I think he could be crazy, but with his jokes he can tell the truth. Today he told me that even if we travel, we have to keep linked to our roots, our origins and culture. It is reeeeeeeeaaaaallly important...and he said "above all for you....you're from Italy!" True. He said that in our life we have to focus on something, we can't be world gipsys. Fair enough.&lt;br /&gt;I then had a walk....and listening to music with my baby i-pod (it is like a car stereo for me!) I had time to think....andto realize how many things I have learned here,how many things have changed, how many new interests I have discovered....it's really unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up, but keeping my dreamy nature. Would you actually like to listen to my favourite song? go on: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bluefoundation.dk/vids.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.bluefoundation.dk/vids.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and choose the video "end of the day". That is my mind now.&lt;br /&gt;I put this song tonight, after I left Koenji. I said goodbye to my brother Roope and to his friend Juha...I couldn't cry in front of them otherwise Ali would have done something nasty...so...I did it on the way back. With that song floating in my head on repeat mode, thinking about our journey, our ways have crossed here....they now separate again but maybe they will cross again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/res_IMG_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/res_IMG_1148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye sweet fratellino, thank you for everything .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;owwwwww....i've just seen the last post on your blog: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ruoto.net/tokyo/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.ruoto.net/tokyo/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..have a nice and safe trip!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113833480126559112?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113833480126559112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113833480126559112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113833480126559112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113833480126559112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally-i-have-finished-my-exams-had-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113780445917019232</id><published>2006-01-21T09:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T09:47:39.190+09:00</updated><title type='text'>snowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww</title><content type='html'>yuppeeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's snowing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK WHAT I SAW THIS MORNING WHEN I OPENED THE DOOR OF MY APPARTMENT!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05870.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable...snow in Tokyo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy!&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry if I don't write too much, but I'm really busy with my studies! Next week I'm going to have a lot of exams....but I have so many things to tell you!A big snowy hug to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113780445917019232?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113780445917019232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113780445917019232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113780445917019232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113780445917019232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/snowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.html' title='snowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113725466625013418</id><published>2006-01-15T00:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T01:29:39.816+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_1156.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/IMG_1156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Periodo di esami,sotto con lo studio!Ma anche studiare può essere divertente. Qui infatti faccio un sacco di lavori di gruppo e incontrarsi nei bar di sabato pomeriggio per discutere di finanza o ordinare pizza hut mentre si scrive un essay di human resource management è sempre interessante....&lt;br /&gt;E poi ultimamente siamo tutti un po' tristi perché tra un mese saremo già a casa...e passerà tanto tempo prima che ci rivedremo. Ultimamente ho conversazioni filosofiche ogni giorno..con Sundus. Oggi ci chiedevamo che cosa rende qualcosa veramente bello. Beh, quando si vede qualcosa di bello si desidera assolutamente possederlo. Ma spesso non si può, giusto? Beh, se però capiamo perché una cosa ci piace...e perché una cosa è bella..allora nessuno potrà mai portarcela via. E' così quando si viaggia. Si ammirano paesaggi, si incontra gente. Ma nulla ci può appartenere. Anche scattare fotografie è spesso così frustrante..perché non si riesce mai a intrappolare una cosa come si vorrebbe...e nella nostra mente è sempre diversa.&lt;br /&gt;Ho capito perché mi piace tanto viaggiare e vivere all'estero, finalmente ho un'idea di cosa mi piacerebbe fare nella mia vita.&lt;br /&gt;Mi piace l'idea di provare sempre cose nuove...e mi piace molto l'idea di essere una outsider, così da non essere circondata da pettegolezzi e da pensieri futili. Vivere un po' fuori dalla realtà porta a considerare solo le cose veramente importanti, a dare più valore ai sentimenti...e fa crescere...fa diventare più adulti. Nella routine si è spesso annoiati e si trascorre molto tempo, per esempio, a guardare la televisione, che ci bombarda di..immani cazzate (passatemi il termine, please!)e ci propina gossips a non finire....vivere sempre nello stesso posto porta sempre, prima o poi, a essere un po' pettegoli, a finire nei pettegolezzi della gente...e, cosa peggiore, a dare importanza a tutto questo!Furthermore, si finisce sempre con attaccarsi alla propria casa, alle "cose"...ma tutti siamo solo di passaggio in questa vita. No?&lt;br /&gt;Chi vive spostandosi per il mondo non dà molta importanza agli averi, ai pettegolezzi e non ha tempo di annoiarsi.&lt;br /&gt;E' molto più importante ciò che si è...non ciò che si ha. Ciò che si dice non ha estrema importanza: si ascolta solo ciò a cui si è interessati...e poi..la curiosità di provare nuove esperienze e vedere posti nuovi arricchisce lo spirito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si può viaggiare tutta la vita, senza mai smettere. Anche con una famiglia. Perché i veri valori come l'amore, l'onestà, l'amicizia si imparano indipendentemente da dove si è...e i sentimenti sono sentimenti ovunque....no?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Non so perché sto scrivendo tutto questo..magari non interessa a nessuno, magari sembra il discorso di una ragazzina viziata o di una pazza in cerca di eremitaggio. Ma sono convinta che vivere in tante realtà diverse stimoli la mente e il nostro carattere in modo da renderlo più flessibile e come tale, più forte. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sì! Perché sono del parere che quando qualcosa di brutto o di disappointing ci capita, basta cambiare il modo di vedere le cose...e di conseguenza si riesce sempre a trarne qualcosa di costruttivo. E' il punto di vista a fare la differenza. E' la flessibilità della nostra mente che ci rende più forti...il vento spezza i rami più rigidi ma accarezza quelli più flessibili, più fluidi...li culla e rende la loro esistenza meno monotona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113725466625013418?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113725466625013418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113725466625013418&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113725466625013418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113725466625013418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/periodo-di-esamisotto-con-lo-studioma.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113673835716548638</id><published>2006-01-09T01:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T15:24:33.630+09:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PINK COW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FIRST OF ALL: THANK YOU ANN FOR BEING SO WONDERFUL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunedì. è festa qui oggi. E io sono a casa a studiare perché tra una settimana ci sono i temutissimi esami! (tra cui quello di Giapponese...HAAAAAARGH!!!)&lt;br /&gt;ieri Ann e io eravamo un po' malinconiche (si può dire melancoliche?!mah!)...un po' ci mancava casa..così lei è stata supercarina e mi ha detto: "let's meet in Ikebukuro at 6.30, everything else is a surprise!"...così l'ho seguita...e sul treno morivo di curiosità....volevo assoltuamente sapere dove fossimo dirette...Shibuya...abbiam camminato un po'..ed..eccoci al Pink Cow, un art café &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepinkcow.com/jpn/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( http://www.thepinkcow.com/jpn/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ) ... l'ingresso...decisamente unico...faceva pensare ad un locale poco frequentato...ma una volta aperta la porta a fiori...sorpresa delle sorprese: un posto troppo carino, punto di incontro di fotografi, scrittori e musicisti..di tutto il mondo! Tavoli con forme stranissime, ognuno si siede dove vuole, fa quello che vuole!La musica è bellissima, Ann e io, abituate a "schemi", ormai..(eh, dopo 4 mesi in giappone) siamo un po' ubriache di libertà e ci sediamo al bancone, ordiniamo dei burritos, un tequila..e iniziamo a parlare con la gente intorno a noi...come ad un party! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05842.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abbiam conosciuto un architetto canadese che abita a Okkaido, un tipo californiano che vive qui da 7 anni e lavora nel mondo dello spettacolo e una ragazza californiana un po' sbronza ma troppo simpatica! Wow, siamo state lì fino a tardi, gustandoci un brownie, i nostri drink, l'ambiente..! Il cibo mi ricorda tanto quello del mio adorato heineken a Castellanza...l'atmosfera è conviviale, tutto così......spontaneo e senza regole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05851.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie Ann! Che bella sopresa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beh....in questi giorni mi manca casa, non vedo quasi l'ora ti tornare e riabbracciare tutti voi che mi volete bene, che mi pensate, che leggete le mie avventure e mi scrivete....e che mi siete sempre vicini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113673835716548638?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113673835716548638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113673835716548638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113673835716548638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113673835716548638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/pink-cow.html' title='THE PINK COW'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113655843566374831</id><published>2006-01-06T22:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:33:34.796+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey!è da un po' che non scrivo, vero?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ma oggi è la mia festa (hahah sono una BEFANA!!!!!!!!)e quindi vi mando i miei omaggi!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;La scuola è già ripresa, le vacanza sono state così brevi!!! Veronica è stata qui una settimana, ma tutto è volato così in fretta...un po' come la mia permanenza qui...ma come dice il mio amico Phil: "&lt;em&gt;Time flies when you are having fun! Just appreciate you are so fortuned you can experience all this. They never can take that away from you. To leave cool places always sucks, but then again if you would stay there forever it'll be just like home. Lets hope 2006 will bring us nothing but good!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed è vero! Ultimamente mi sono fermata a pensare. Ho imparato tanto qui. Sono cresciuta, sono maturata e ho molta più pazienza...ho sviluppato il mio spirito di adattamento, la mia capacità di comunicare con gli altri..e finalmente il mio "orientamento", tant'è vero che non mi perdo nemmeno se cammino a caso in giro...poi imparare il giapponese è davvero challenging! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05829.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una cosa che reputo molto importante è questo "sentirmi europea", nel senso che ora che ho amici in Spagna, Belgio,Finlandia, Austria, Germania...capisco che anche se siamo un po' diversi abbiamo tutti un'unica identità...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il Giappone mi piace, mi trovo molto bene. Però sono contenta di tornare a casa a febbraio. Chissà se mi mancheranno Il treno packed in the morning, tutta la gente che parla un linguaggio incomprensibile che sto mano a mano imparando a decifrare むつかし！...il cibo che ha sempre un sapore un po' poco deciso, la gente così gentile ma nello stesso tempo così fredda...che non si soffia il naso ma che quando è ammalata mette delle strane mascherine...questa gente che non dice mai di no, le ragazze che mettono delle gonne supercorte senza le calze...anche adesso che si gela...i campi di 平和台 (il posto dove vivo) e tutte le luci e le particolarità di ogni quartiere, i treni così puliti, i biglietti del metro e le macchinette per leggerli (così incredibilmente sofisticate!!!!!)....i コンビニ (i miei adorati "supermercatini", aperti a ogni ora del giorno e della notte!!!!!!)...certe atmosfere asettiche e altre così....semplicemente...affollate!!!!!!! Il fatto di sentirmi....una totale outsider...come un immigrato da noi..guardato da tutti...e il fatto di fare amicizia con tutti gli stranieri che si trovano....e poi la mia "Azalea House", abitata da studenti..ma anche da individui un po' strani (come la "garbage lady"...o "l'asciugone", o..Pan...o il mio vicino, con cui ho battaglie sul volume della musica ma vince sempre lui perché ha le casse sul pc!!!)...il mio PC che funge da telefono, finestra con il mondo, strumento di studio e ricerca...tv e lettore dvd per i film!..stereo..!!!....o mamma mia! E come piangerò quando saluterò tutti i miei amici qui! Oh sì!!!! Tantissimo! Mancano solo 33 giorni al mio rientro! Preparatevi!Poi mi stavo anche chiedendo cosa farò con questo blog..e credo proprio che lo continuerò ma all'inverso (per gli amici che ho conosciuto qui!)haha e non solo! In fondo anche tra Gallarate, Milano e Castellanza si vivono tante avventure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anche la sveglia del mattino....(a parte oggi che è stata traumatica...perchè è accaduto tutto alle 8.20...perchè qualcuno ha bussato alla mia porta!...e dovevo prendere il treno proprio alle 8.20!...ma ce l'ho fatta lo stesso ad arrivare puntuale a lezione!)....insomma...il bagno grande quanto quello di un aereo...la mia moquette in cucina (con un solo fornello, ma still è una cucina!)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Insomma...tutto mi mancherà, ma il bello è che tutto questo non è durato per sempre. C'è chi viaggia alla ricerca della pace interiore, chi per curiosità, chi per passione, chi per lavoro, chi per studio...insomma...viaggiare è un'arte. E l'importante è che ogni viaggio costituisca un'esperienza costruttiva, qualcosa che ci faccia crescere, che ci faccia conoscere gente&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;actually, nei rapporti con la gente, il fatto di non sapere che magari passeranno mesi o anni prima di rivedere una persona porta ad essere più spontanei, profondi, ad apprezzare le piccole cose e a vivere ogni momento come se fosse un tesoro prezioso.. inoltre qui siamo tutti studenti...non importa cosa abbiamo ma chi siamo. Qui abbiamo potuto portare poche cose in valigia..ma abbiamo potuto portare le nostre emozioni, le nostre esperienze e i nostri sentimenti..e costruirne altri insieme..siamo atterrati qui a Tokyo, ognuno coi propri sogni e i propri ricordi...e i sentieri delle nostre vite si sono incrociati..in una realtà così contraddittoria e sorprendente...e presto decolleremo per tornare alle nostre rispettive vite...con qualcosa di meraviglioso nei nostri spiriti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05725.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/IMG_0634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;uHHHHH ma non ho scritto che siamo stati a vedere l'imperatore...si fa vedere solo due volte l'anno! Una è il giorno del suo compleanno (ventitre dicembre) e l'altra è il due di gennaio,per l'anno nuovo!così dopo aver aspettato sotto una pioggia un po'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05740.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05740.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; scocciante per più di mezz'ora siamo riusciti a vedere la famiglia imperiale dietro una teca..la maggioranza del pubblico erano Gaijins (stranieri) e per il resto...vecchiette assatanate che hanno scolato i loro ombrelli sulla mia giacca e su quella di una signora francese vicino a me&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113655843566374831?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113655843566374831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113655843566374831&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113655843566374831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113655843566374831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-da-un-po-che-non-scrivo-vero-ma.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113610822727705683</id><published>2006-01-01T17:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:37:07.410+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05586.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BUON ANNO NUOVO A TUTTI!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IT'S 5.15 PM AND WE JUST WOKE UP!AHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDERING THAT WE CELEBRATED THE NEW YEAR WITH 8 HOURS IN ADVANCE COMPARED TO EUROPE, WE "LOST" 8 HOURS OF 2005 AND OUR 2006 WILL BE 8 HOURS LONGER (UNLESS WE CELEBRATE IT SOMEWHERE ELSE THAN EUROPE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;IL 2005 è stato per me un anno di grandissimi cambiamenti, ha segnato tanto la mia vita, il 2006 inizia a Tokyo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05597.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113610822727705683?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113610822727705683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113610822727705683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113610822727705683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113610822727705683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-everyone-buon-anno.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113595482028943833</id><published>2005-12-30T23:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:24:15.336+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05532.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are now sitting on my bed drinkind tea, writing and deciding about our activities when I'll be back in february..and our decisions for the new year!)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05542.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05542.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of the day: I sat and my jeans broke (a long cut on my butt cheek!!)...anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Ueno Market: a lot of people, a real mess and lunch in a ramen shop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05568.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where by mistake we (I) ordered...ONIONS!!!Oh....our public relationships started to be a bit dangerous from that moment..!Oh, but we ate a lot of chewing gum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then...Ueno park...dove abbiamo assistito ad un sit in di BARBONI (veri)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e ad un un tizio che faceva le acrobazie con le gambe per aria...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well..afterwords...Asakusa...where we saw &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schumacher:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and of course temples...!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05599.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05599.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well..Francesca has taken something like 200 picts..difficult to choose..&lt;br /&gt;after Asakusa: Roppongi...as soon as Fra saw an international book shop there was no way to stop her..she started to grab dozens of books, but Veronica managed to convince her that 4 where sufficient..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Vivienne Westwood exibition, another exibition of pictures that we did not enjoy because of an orrible sound and of an Italian guy che faceva il Provolone!!!!And...Tokyo City view..beautifull with all the lights of the city! And....da SCIURE abbiam fatto l'aperitivo là in cima, guardando tutto il mondo dall'alto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05659.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; impressive...pensavo a quanto sia diverso vedere dall'alto la città di cui conosco le viscere così bene...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05661.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113595482028943833?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113595482028943833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113595482028943833&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113595482028943833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113595482028943833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-are-now-sitting-on-my-bed-drinkind.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113586422015833868</id><published>2005-12-29T21:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:50:20.196+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ufficio pettegolezzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05463.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we are!!Our "ufficio pettegolezzi" is open once again!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Ginza and followed a freaky old woman with purple hair!!And lately we went to a Japanese "patisserie" and bought some sweets...well...hem...quite gummy and tasteless (except for the strawberry inside them!)..then I rewiewed my Milano-slang..actually we saw a lot of BAùSCIA and we acted like ZANZA...aaannnndddd we saw some....CULATTTTONI!!!!!HAHAHAHAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Hérmes but we went out because we were feeling a little bit..BARBONE!&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you can see, we are having a funny time together!A part from this,we are visiting the city (Harajuku-Shibuya-Ebisu-Ginza-Daikaniama so far)...and she already met SuperCarlos!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Veronica says&lt;/span&gt;: "actually after a long downhill we went in the dungeons of a building were there was a restaurant..we had to leave our shoes and put on a pair sleepers (that we stole from the waiters by mistake,obviously!...well...I'm a bit disgusted!)then I had to seat on the ground and obviously the owner of the place wants to save money on the electricity bill...the room was a bit dark!!Then I had to eat some slimy things with chopsticks..well...when nobody was watching I used a spoon!! By the way, the place was very nice and very characteristic!! (come si dice: &lt;strong&gt;ero basita&lt;/strong&gt;?!)&lt;strong&gt;I was surprised&lt;/strong&gt; by Francesca's ability in using chopsticks to eat slimy eggs!When we went out I tried to put my shoes on where we were " not allowed to"...well I received some angry look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We survived in crossing a really huge street full of people in Shibuya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..then ..back home!well I guess it's better if you don't see Francesca's "appartment!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sorry but Ema was continously interrupting us during the writing of the article.."lightening and ringing"...on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113586422015833868?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113586422015833868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113586422015833868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113586422015833868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113586422015833868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/ufficio-pettegolezzi.html' title='ufficio pettegolezzi'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113578341071878477</id><published>2005-12-29T00:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T00:23:30.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Veronica's arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05437.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;owwww....I'm really happy, yesterday I went to Ueno park...even if I was quite thoughtful it was nice to have a walk in a sunny morning, waiting for my train to Narita. (in which later i went into a guy from sophia, what a coincidence!)&lt;br /&gt;at the airport I saw Veronica and I started to jump like a kangaroo!!!!SOOOOOOO Happy about her arrival!&lt;br /&gt;Today we started to explore the city toghether, laughing all the time about everything.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113578341071878477?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113578341071878477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113578341071878477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113578341071878477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113578341071878477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/veronicas-arrival.html' title='Veronica&apos;s arrival'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113551050169730440</id><published>2005-12-25T20:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T11:03:36.556+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Natale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;un Natale sicuramente fuori dal comune...ma pur sempre emozionante!&lt;br /&gt;Cenone del 24 a casa di.... (indovina indovinello!) Roope &amp; Alì! E..mentre gli altri giocavano a carte, Roope ed io abbiamo cucinato...io della pasta, ovviamente, e lui un'insalata con mele, formaggio e pomodori gialli...buonissima (hah uno spasso per me cucinare la pasta..slalom tra un appartamento e l'altro...per problemi di fornelli e pentole!!!!)e...abbiam ovviamente mangiato tutto con le bacchette..ormai nessuno di noi è più abituato a coltello e forchetta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;mmmm dopo una certa ora abbiam deciso di andare a ballare e Carlos ci ha raggiunti!E' stato divertente, considerando che, eccetto per Ann che è a Singapore, ero in discoteca con le persone a cui mi sono più affezionata...! sono tanto felice! E poi abbiamo dormito tutti insieme a casa di Ali! Che teneri!!E la mattina i raggi del sole ci hanno svegliati, così ci siam mangiati dei cioccolatini a letto(cioè nel futon!)...e poi abbiam preparato il branch...che bello, sembravamo davvero una grande famiglia!Verso tardo pomeriggio ci siamo concessi un bagnetto al public bath (on the way ho visto uno schnauzerino nano pepe e sale e è corso da me per farmi festa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!che tenero!!!!!!!!!!)e poi sono tornata a casa con Reiner e ci siam visti Harry Potter e il prigioniero do Azkaban e pappati pizza hut con Sundus, che invece è stata con sua mamma e sua sorella in questi ultimi giorni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Questo è stato il mio Natale,posso dire che che mi è piaciuto moltissimo! Appena riesco inserisco anche le foto..vi mando un bacione grande grande!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Fran (ormai è il mio soprannome qui...invece di Fra...forse mi piace anche di più!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113551050169730440?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113551050169730440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113551050169730440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113551050169730440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113551050169730440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/natale.html' title='Natale'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113540530619607845</id><published>2005-12-24T14:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T15:21:46.206+09:00</updated><title type='text'>il mistero dell'amico scomparso (quant'è grande Tokyo) e vicini di casa a Roppongi (quant'è piccola Tokyo!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ieri il mio socio Reiner ed io abbiamo esplorato Takadanobaba e Nakano e dintorni..mah non molto interessante, però siam andati a Koenji a piedi..ma chi abita a koenji?! I miei fratellini Ali e Roope ovviamente,che hanno ricevuto un warning dalla padrona di casa perché organizzano sempre feste!&lt;br /&gt;Ieri, infatti, abbiam dovuto sloggiare presto per non disturbare troppo...perché le case giapponesi sono tutte di legno e quindi si sentono sempre i passi di chi abita al piano superiore o...si può sempre indovinare cosa i vicini stanno facendo (povero Roope, non dorme la notte per questo..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nota: la cassetta della posta della fotografia è il riferimento per raggiungere la casa dei miei due fratellini adottivi!hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ali Roope e Martin sono rimasti a Koenji ad aspettare un ragazzo finlandese che è era andato a sciare ma si è perso fra i tentacoli della metropolitana e dei treni di Tokyo..GOSH! Erano un po' preoccupati perché il poverino in questione non è in possesso di un cellulare, dato che vive in Korea ed è solo qui per le feste..Reiner e io avremmo dovuto andare a ballare con degli americani, ma li &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;abbiamo persi per strada..volutamente, dato che stavano fumando qualcosa di sospetto e la cosa ci ha dato molto molto molto fastidio! Così siamo andati a Roppongi e il abbiam parlato un pochino con il buttafuori di una discoteca..uno studente dell'Orientale di Napoli, la stessa università di Bruno e Paola!..e poi mentre cercavamo un club dove andare..abbiamo incontrato SUPERCARLOS, Alberto e Vanessa (hahah sembrano nomi italiani!Alb è di Barcellona e Vane è Cilena..)così siamo andati a ballare al&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!E' una discoteca bellissima, su più piani e la musica è molto bella!Abbiam ballato tutta la sera..ma la cosa divertente è che ad un certo punto sento qualcuno che mi fa pat pat sulla spalla...e chi è?! DAVID, il nostro vicino di casa Australiano! E' incredibile quanto il mondo sia piccolo! Che ridere! Ci siam divertiti un sacco, è stata davvero una delle migliori serate qui a Tokyo...solo che al ritorno avevo così sonno che mi sono addormentata in taxi e in metropolitana! hahah e quei fetentoni di Carlos e Reiner mi prendevano in giro...!!! come sempre ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;PS: stasera cena di Natale a Koenji..cucinerò qualcosa di Italiano..trascorreremo la sera della vigilia tra pochi amici, insieme, come in famiglia ... poi tra solo 3 giorni arriva Veronica!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113540530619607845?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113540530619607845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113540530619607845&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113540530619607845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113540530619607845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/il-mistero-dellamico-scomparso-quant.html' title='il mistero dell&apos;amico scomparso (quant&apos;è grande Tokyo) e vicini di casa a Roppongi (quant&apos;è piccola Tokyo!)'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113531689125468463</id><published>2005-12-23T14:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T15:41:46.920+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05314.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;periodo di Natale..xmas shopping..ultimi giorni di scuola..ho trascorso due giornate bellissime e credo che lo spirito del Natale si stia finalmente facendo sentire..&lt;br /&gt;dunque..martedi è stato un giorno incredibilmente "incasinato", calcolando che nelle pause tra una lezione e l'altra sono stata a a fare acquisti di Natale con Roope e poi con Ann..a comprare i rispettivi regali..è stato veramente divertente, soprattutto quando sono entrata in classe alle 5.05 (la lezione iniziava alle 5!) e il prof, facendo l'appello, stava proprio chiamando il mio nome..questo si che è tempismo! (ah, postilla: sono 3 e qualcosa giorni che non parlo italiano quindi se vedete errori ecc non scandalizzatevi troppo!)&lt;br /&gt;Mi sono ipodizzata (ho comprato un I-pod!) così adesso durante la rush hour in treno sono sempre di ottimo umore e sorrido a tutti!Non so perchè qua la gente si stupisce tanto quando cedo il posto a sedere a una vecchietta, a un bimbo o a qualcuno carico di sacchi della spesa. bene..la mia giornata,mercoledì, è iniziata proprio con "life is a flower" degli ace of base in treno..così tutto è iniziato bene..!Alle 6 di mattina ho sentito Sundus e Reiner in corridoio che dicevano qualcosa tipo "buonanotte"...erano appena rientrati da un party di compleanno! Così beh..mi sono avviata a scuola cantando in silenzio..la lezione di giapponese è stata un po' una fuffa: abbiamo parlato tutte le due ore di un sacco di cose interessanti. Lo sapevate che il colore verde si chiama "green" (grinu!) preso dall'inglese perché verde e blu qui erano associati.. e si chiamavano "Blu"..e quindi qui c'è ancora gente che dice che il semaforo è blu! Ma la sensee, ad un certo punto, ha detto che ci avrebbe insegnato qualche "bad word" se avessimo smesso di chiederle tutte quester cose. Dice che noi occidentali siamo così diversi..quando facciamo le domande! Gli studenti giapponesi infatti sono sempre timidi ma noi sembriamo quasi fieri di non sapere le cose e di porre domande. (queste sono le sue parole..non arrabbiatevi con me!)&lt;br /&gt;beh, dopo la lezione fuffa..Roope ed io siam stati ad Harajuku a cercare un regalo per Marjut (le ha preso delle cose troppo carine da bodyshop!) e poi finalmente ho preso il treno..e sono andata da sola nel mio quartiere perferito: Daikanyama. Wow, quanto è carino!SOno entrata in un sacco di negozi, (ho dimenticato la mia borsa da Marité françois girbaud!ma son tornata indietro scusandomi&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e dicendo alla commessa che sono un po' nelle nuvole..e lei rideva!)mi sono goduta un po' di solitudine, qualche volta non fa male. Pensavo che Daikaniama è il quartiere di Tokyo che più assomiglia ad una città europea, ma ha un tocco..wow, davvero speciale!Ci sono tanti negozi di design e arredamento..e una cheese cake factory (no, non ho ordinato niente..avevo solo voglia di esplorare!e di scattare fotografie..in tutta la &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;giornata ne ho fatte 250!)..beh, poi mi sono diretta a Ebisu, dove avevo appuntamento con Christina, Ann e Roope per visitare una galleria d'arte. E' stato un po' poco semplice trovare il posto perchè era molto piccolo..si trattava di una CASA PER ARTISTI, uno spazio dove gli artisti emergenti possono esprimere le proprie idee. Tutto è sponsorizzato da questa famiglia ebrea giapponese..di cui abbiamo conosciuto un esponente: un signore con degli occhiali stranissimi, un cappellino di pelle con un'ombra un po' ingombrante: il suo cane Bacon..il cane più grosso che io abbia mai visto!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo questa visita culturale ci siam fermati a far merenda..torta al cioccolato, cheese cake alle ciliegie e una bevanda calda.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina ci ha lasciati e noi siam andati a Koenji a cena con Ali. Che carini, ci siam scambiati i regali di Natale e tanti abbracci! E ci siamo promessi di vederci quando torniamo ai nostri Paesi. Sì perchè l'amicizia non ha confini ed io ero così commossa che ho pianto! Ann e io ci siam fermate a dormire nell'appartamento di Roope e lui ha dormito con Ali! SOno stati tenerissimi!! Abbiamo anche scoperto che esistono dei dolcini alla fragola che sia chiamano fran..e siccome io mi vesto sempre di rosso e ho un profumo che sa di fragola..abbiam deciso che sono i miei dolcini!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La mattina Ann è andata via prima perché se no avrebbe perso il volo per singapore, mentre io ho studiato kanji per 10 minuti e sono andata a svegliare i ragazzi..hahaha abbiamo fatto una colazione "speciale" (qui lo è!) con pane caldo e marmellata "bonne maman"..che buona! Però siamo arrivati in ritardo a scuola e .. che fortuna! Alla stazione c'erano i foglietti per giustificare un qualche treno in ritardo e così la prof non ha potuto dirci niente! (e ho fatto il test di kanji, credo sia andato bene!)beh, dopo lezione son stata con Reiner ad Ikebukuro sperando di trovare un tacchino per Natale ma abbiam girato in lungo ed in largo ed è stato impossibile!Va beh..ritenteremo domani..e poi abbiam trovato una Créperie Bretonne!! Si, non abbiam resistito..e ci siam mangiati una crépe!mmmm che bontà!E il quel momento la mamma e il papà mi han chiamata per farmi gli auguri di buon onomastico (sì, festeggio S. Francesca Cabrini, il 22 dicembre) e mi ha fatto tanto tanto piacere, poi ho parlato al tel con il mio Maras!!!Patatino, scodinzolava perchè sentiva la mia voce! Reiner avrà pensato che sono pazza..ma penso che ormai ci sia abituato!&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm poi....wow che bello, abbiam camminato un sacco e abbiam comprato dei CD di modern jazz da Cibone, un negozio di design troppo bello!e..visto che Sundus era a casa da sola, chiusa in camera perché giù di morale, le abbiam portato una cheese cake e abbiam visto un film tutti insieme: "l'auberge espagnole". Bello. Vederlo adesso che siamo in scambio internazionale fa veramente effetto. Credo che presto guarderemo anche "lost in translation". tante volte non si capisce bene una cosa finché non la si vive. Può essere un film, un libro, ma anche una sensazione, un sentimento. E' incredibile la vita! Come ho scritto, mi sento un uccellino. Qui imparo tante cose, al di là della scuola, che dà molto da fare in termini quantitativi, ma non qualitativi, sto imparando tantissime altre cose che nella vita sono sicuramente molto più utili e arricchiscono di più lo spirito. Imparare a comunicare, a donare, a capire, ad essere flessibili, a stare con gli altri..sono le cose più importanti qui. Anche a scuola, al di là del contenuto è imteressante imparare un nuovo metodo. Anche...imparare giapponese..apre la mente. Tutta questa esperienza mi sta davvero aprendo gli occhi...su certe realtà, diversità, su sensazioni e situazioni.&lt;br /&gt;Beh, ma dove ero rimasta...sì..dopo il film eravamo così stanchi e bisognosi di affetto che ci siamo addormentati nel letto di Sundus! L'atmosfera era così...cosy!che bello...era un po' come essere in famiglia! Mi chiedo se quando ci diremo addio manterremo tutte le promesse che ci siamo fatti "sì, verrò a trovarti a Milano" e viceversa. Lo spero tanto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113531689125468463?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113531689125468463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113531689125468463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113531689125468463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113531689125468463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/periodo-di-natale.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113508805220822384</id><published>2005-12-20T23:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T15:25:41.113+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/natale_r3_c5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/natale_r3_c5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;THIS YEAR I WANNA BE A BIT REBEL...SO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY CHRISTMAS AND MERRY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113508805220822384?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113508805220822384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113508805220822384&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113508805220822384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113508805220822384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-year-i-wanna-be-bit-rebel.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113500142284823665</id><published>2005-12-19T22:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:15:04.236+09:00</updated><title type='text'>onsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/7790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/7790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah..I feel so relaxed now!&lt;br /&gt;Appointment with Ann on the train platform at 17.19 but I obviously misundersood and waited for her somewhere else..I did not have credit on my cell phone, and forgot to tell her that Elisa was coming, too...awesome because they didn't know each other..they met before I came (dunno how, Elisa understood where we were supposed to meet...and I'm the one who told her...but well..) ...one of my usual messes!!!OK GOOD START....but we managed to go...and the place was simply...BEAUTYFULL!!!! (except at the entrance. Usually you go to onsen naked..but in these one there is a zone in which it is possible to wear a swim suit and stay all together-i mean men and women-well I knew it, so I brought my bikini, but apparently there was a misunderstanding cause the girl at the entrance wanted me to wear a ..mpf...!!....a suimsuit..really 1930-style...for man...or like a diving suit...ORRIBLE!but then i finally could put my bikini on! ...strange because they did it only with me..!!Maybe they know I put on some weight!)&lt;br /&gt;By the way...it was absolutely beautifull....wowowowow...sauna, steam sauna, hot spring water, hot salty spring water...wow...and..the best thing ever: some hot spring pools outdoor...very hot superhot water and very cold out..a cool breeze, a waterfall behind us, trees,rocks...we could have stayed there forever!I was feeling really good, my all body was really restored and regenerated...my mind had the same feeling,my thoughts were floating and nothing had too much relevance.....ok...i go to bed now...because my dreams are now popping in my mind and I need a good sleep. Tomorrow I'll have a long day..classes till 8 and Xmas shopping! Would you like to receive something in particular?&lt;br /&gt;PS: thank you Ann and Elisa! I had a good time with you...as usual!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Hot springs in Japan are really supercool. You have everything you need to relax and feel good...and not to think you live in a big tentacular city, always in packed trains and in crowded squares full of lights and shops..it was really like "unplugging" our minds for some hours, not thinking about homework, essays or presentations..just spendig some times for ourselves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113500142284823665?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113500142284823665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113500142284823665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113500142284823665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113500142284823665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/onsen.html' title='onsen'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113488191311253555</id><published>2005-12-18T13:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:47:08.173+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05136.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; S&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unday afternoon..home, woken up by a bible seller...jeee...even here!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had an intense week...wednesday I went to the hospital with LA (funny because we were studying chapter 9 on our japanese textbook..situational conversation at the hospital!..haha) anyway..quite impressive. It was so cleaned, efficient, quick..with a lovely ('?!) irish nun translating everything for the gaijins...amazing, considering that if you go to an hospital in Italy..you have to take an appointment (not phoning, it's to easy...you have to go there, spend 3 hours in an office, take the appointment) and usually you see a doctor after 3 month, when you don't need anything!And if you are a foregneir there are no irish nuns...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway..we met a french lady with her children..and she asked me if I can look after them sometimes..mmm babysitting to 3 hyperactive babies..in french!CHALLENGING! And she was so nice, she told us we can have tea together sometimes and she will make cakes! Really lovely! I also meet K, a british friend of LA married to a Japanese guy..and...her NINA chan, a really supernice 3 years old girl! We had lunch together in Takadanobaba (hahah I love the name of this station...it's too funny!) in a really nice european style bar, nice, I miss places like that here!Nice, I really enjoyed it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friday, after Nihongo no tesuto (japanese test!) LA and Roope came with me to Hakihabara, where I bought...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh Ipod Nano!!! (actually, it is something really.."metropolitan"..here in Tokyo it is perfect, above all in the rush hour in the train!or when you walk alone in the street..)...Oh-....than Hannibal's class ("I wish americans could speak english"...and a lot of comments on Japan...I'm sure he hates Japan. But at least he gives really good motivations..he has written a lot of books, he's real name is Declan Hayes, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hannibal-if u are interested!!!!) and after it (hahahah this sentence is a bit messy, but today I'm not able to speak any language...sorry...!!) I went to sophia xmas party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...it was really good..!!!There was also SANTA!!!!!yes!I think he could have been the real one !!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Afterwords...Izakaya in Yotsuya where Ali started to open another spiderweb of problems...talking about Carl Marx's theories and...Ben, Carlos, Ari, Paola and me were "a bit skeptical"..poor Ali, I even scared him!!!!hahahah during this debate Roope and Ann simply went on drinking...good choice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night SuperCarlos, New-chapterReiner and I went to "before the six trees"..ROPPONGI, Velfarre club!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There we met Ryota, Amy and what's-her-name..!(well, I seem quite rude, but she actually disappeared for the all evening and show up when we were leaving the club!)Mah!&lt;br /&gt;Then, for everyone sake, I don't talk about the rest of the evening..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And...well I would like to say that here I feel really EUROPEAN..not particulary Italian...EUROPEAN!!! and I really think that europe is the best place to live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si, amici italiani, non mi sono mai sentita così europea!!! Anche la gente che frequento qui..è europea..non m'ero mai resa conto di quanto fosse bello vivere nel vecchio continente e quante risorse abbiamo in termini di cultura, lingue (è vero che ne parliamo tante diverse, ma è proprio qui il bello!), sistema scolastico.., storia, knowledge, ... Abbiamo sempre una "protezione" perchè possiamo anche parlare lingue diverse dall'inglese (anche fra di noi...)...e abbiamo un fascino che tutto il resto del mondo non ha. Viva l'Europa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113488191311253555?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113488191311253555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113488191311253555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113488191311253555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113488191311253555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113449182999582950</id><published>2005-12-14T00:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:54:01.890+09:00</updated><title type='text'>daikon, tofu, sweet potatos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC05101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;oh..intense day.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I finished class at 8..went home..and stopped at the minimarket...I was the last customer, but this time I really needed a lot of stuff (actually last night I could not fall asleep cuz I had forgotten the grocery shopping and I was starving, even though I had "merenda" with Papà and Yasuaru...*)so...I starded with a Daikon...haha then I saw sweet potatos (the 2 long, purple ones in the pict..)cuz I remembered how good they are..(MMM I wonder if I they are good even if the chef is me..!) then I tooke some random stuff that looks like vegetables mixed with some really small skinny fish...mah...i'm quite skeptical now that I'm looking at it carefully in the attempt to describe it...bah...the color is greenish..whitish..ok..then Tofu..and it's ok: if mixed with something else it is very interesting (OMOSHIROI!)...oh then I wanted to buy Yoghurt but I was in a hurry so I could not check what I was buying..and in fact I picked up some yellowish jelly-something..I'm quite suspicious at the moment..oh I forgot to take the picture of some strange dehydratated cachi fruits...that taste almost nothing but they give you a good feeling (aha that's what Carols decided to say...very diplomatic..!)...than as you can see I have bought other random stuff...&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, I have discovered that after 8, when the shop is closing, many goods are discounted..something like 80% or more..so tonight..I had dinner for 150 Yen !!Not bad, not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oh, well, I just wanted to say that yesterday I lost 10 years of my life when Yasu was driving...and did inversion in a really crowded street and..parked his car in front of the North gate of the university..in the middle of the street in Yotsuya..and...oh...then he told something like: "watashi wa... Napolitan driver desu!!" ahha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;Ps...I think Reiner spied my shopping cuz he gave me some belgian sweets..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113449182999582950?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113449182999582950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113449182999582950&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113449182999582950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113449182999582950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/daikon-tofu-sweet-potatos.html' title='daikon, tofu, sweet potatos..'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113439238046725270</id><published>2005-12-12T21:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T01:03:23.170+09:00</updated><title type='text'>sapete come mi sento???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/Trip%20up%20north%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/Trip%20up%20north%20116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sento come un uccellino che ha vissuto tutta la vita nella mano di qualcuno..e adesso finalmente ha preso il volo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sto imparando a volare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ps bella la foto?! Beh..era un posto meraviglioso..ci sono stata intorno al 2 o 3 di novembre..è considerato uno dei 3 luoghi più belli del Giappone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113439238046725270?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113439238046725270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113439238046725270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113439238046725270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113439238046725270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/sapete-come-mi-sento.html' title='sapete come mi sento???'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113421697939242024</id><published>2005-12-10T20:58:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:55:10.580+09:00</updated><title type='text'>COSA MI PASSA PER LA CABEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/f102310_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/f102310_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;oh...saturday night at home, writing essays...pffff!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today I was thinking that even here I have my sort of routine and I often meet the same people...like "TALPAMAN" (hah....dovreste vederlo!)between Ichigaya and Yotsuya campuses he is a jedy knight, hahaha but his glasses are like the bottom of a glass bottle...than..."IL CONTADINO" è un sciur picciolino picciolino che vende la roba del suo orto..a qualche strada di distanza da casa mia!!children in the morning..yes, they now look at me like "hey, another F--- morning at school..good luck!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh lately j'ai beaucoup des deja-vu, je ne sais pas pourquoi...MAH! I live situation I have already seen. Donno when, donno where.&lt;br /&gt;And the weirdest things happen to me when I ride trains...well, yesterday I jumped on my car number 9 (it's close to the exit so i don't have to walk to much when i get off!) glad that the train was plenty of seats, but...haha!! The train man-how is he called-put crossed his arms so i undersood there was something wrong..everybody got off..and the train departed, empty..mah..we waited for a wile than another empty train arrived. Mah!&lt;br /&gt;A month ago a woman offered me a job and asked me if i was a model and if I wanted to work for her agency, two days ago an american started to talk and he gave me his business card telling me he is a head hunter for a financing company (MAH, per me era solo un po' un furbacchione, ma ha detto di avere tre bimbe e una moglie..devo crederci??mmm!!Ucci ucci sento odor di.... BRUCIATO!)beh, we discovered we live in the same neighbourhood... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A morning I met a couple from..BARI!! I saw them and I asked "Italiani?" they said.."Sì!!"a bit scared..in effetti sono un po' buffa, soprattutto la mattina!&lt;br /&gt;than....well what else...&lt;br /&gt;oh, yes!! Today I was in Ichigaya Excelsior with Kuniho and I went into Ryota!HAHAH unbelievable!!&lt;br /&gt;oh, poi..haha!!!! parliamo un p' di scuola..mmmmmmm come sapete e...as Misses Bland perfectly Knows, I hate presentations!! And here..haahha mi sono perfino offerta! Noooooooooooooo adesso sono il disonore del mio trio-gnorri...hahah Ringhio e Veronica, non scandalizzatevi!!! Dai, non sarò in classe con voi il prox semestre, quindi non sfigurerete!ahahah!!! RInghiozzi con la sua "gnorraggine" mi manca un casino, soprattutto quando i prof lo chiamano e lui fa finta di non sentire!!! HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;beh, sono perfino attiva nei lavori di gruppo e -haiaiahi!!-cominciano a piacermi!Noooooooooooooooo vi deludo così..:!!!! Mah forse sarà la forza dell'abitudine! Accidenti, non avete idea.. di quanto mi manchino I VOSTRI ABBRACCI E I VOSTRI BACI...ieri ne parlavo con il Mitico fantastico &lt;em&gt;SUPERCARLOS&lt;/em&gt; e mi ha abbracciata forte forte e poi siamo andati a berci una cioccolata calda!!!Sì fa freddo qui...but I prefer cold weather!!I MISS SNOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my mother is too sweet...today we spent 10 minutes on the phone just chatting about clothes! I love my mom, she reads my blog and she put awesome comments, she is beautifull and she is a kind of friend..&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/Immagine%205.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her, really! She is the mother everyone would like to have. Sometimes when I am at home we argue, but now that i'm far from her I miss her COCCOLE and...and ahahah!!! When we go out together and guys ask us to go out with them and they don't understand we are mother and daughter!!hahah!!!And now I'm wondering if Maraschino, when I come back, remembers&lt;/span&gt; me..and if he still "prefers" me!owwWWW.,...I miss his sweet little bites on my big nose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04584.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oooooooookkkkkkkkk, vaaaaaaaaa beeeeeeeeeeneeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113421697939242024?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113421697939242024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113421697939242024&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113421697939242024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113421697939242024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/cosa-mi-passa-per-la-cabeza.html' title='COSA MI PASSA PER LA CABEZA'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113388154033699139</id><published>2005-12-06T23:55:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T00:56:25.183+09:00</updated><title type='text'>last weekend,2 puntanta + more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4e_lnBMnusaUObHxZhMSsyRUMB5zII1Hr4MRbnfxMCWySXDg119Qw6Hotqp3OTjGcriV1rBzFtsqV15abWrHkN43sCCgfDEFS8vQ-ccNeSO6x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4e_lnBMnusaUObHxZhMSsyRUMB5zII1Hr4MRbnfxMCWySXDg119Qw6Hotqp3OTjGcriV1rBzFtsqV15abWrHkN43sCCgfDEFS8vQ-ccNeSO6x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4exa7IO5FzMA0ITZAdHzP6gpwH10yFuOjCndzHrxjWB9-3qGoV4UgIEIkrvccqJrsDarZp6LSq44D-idhsOSN2LnM0wNEEBH-G0-fathau_el.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4exa7IO5FzMA0ITZAdHzP6gpwH10yFuOjCndzHrxjWB9-3qGoV4UgIEIkrvccqJrsDarZp6LSq44D-idhsOSN2LnM0wNEEBH-G0-fathau_el.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dove ero rimasta?ah ecco la festa di Alì e Roope...bellissima...eravamo in 4o in 30 metri quadri e avevamo paura che il pavimento crollasse!E' stato davvero bellissimo!grandi! Ecco Martin che ha scoperto di essere un Dominating Bear!!!Roope e Izumi che confabulano ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reiner con il mio cappello!!!!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4e5kj-3Wx-3-mLZROIvb3S6uTfHqu_NjvBRi7ZuiNgEi-dLSEncpsndt37AFeVx7PfJYy4H5KI1nUAMvERWwvl8ekfFu3aD5EkjeFfhwfCn4v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/x1ppBWbUOBQ2RpIwrfi7CZ4e5kj-3Wx-3-mLZROIvb3S6uTfHqu_NjvBRi7ZuiNgEi-dLSEncpsndt37AFeVx7PfJYy4H5KI1nUAMvERWwvl8ekfFu3aD5EkjeFfhwfCn4v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ...the best couple ever: Leslie Ann and Francesca...love this pict!&lt;br /&gt;Domenica è stato Sundus' Birthday&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so We (Sundus, Reiner and I) celebrated at the sushi place in Heiwadai...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_0851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/IMG_0851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e sono stata colpita da una stupidera immane....hahahahahah e lui ha pensato bene di farmi un filmato che metterà sul suo blog mentre cerco di pronunciare delle frasi in Flamish!!!Eccolo qui con la faccia da secchione:&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infatti l'abbiamo soprannominato "the technology nerd!" oh c'mon you deserve it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E vorrei aggiungere: tonight before going to bed I had a really super surprise!!!!Someone rang my doorbell..dunno I was already in Pijama..but I put on something quickly..and it was Reiner with His family!!!!!!! Oh, they're L O V E L Y !!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had a very very sweet "good night" with Belgian cookies!!! Oh, thank you!!! Che bella famiglia. Mi hanno portato quel "calore" che mi mancava tanto...e mi hanno detto che hanno sentito tanto parlare di me..in a good way!Ecco, credo che questa sia stata una grande dimostrazione di amicizia...GRAZIE REINER!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113388154033699139?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113388154033699139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113388154033699139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113388154033699139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113388154033699139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-weekend2-puntanta-more.html' title='last weekend,2 puntanta + more'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113369171859719555</id><published>2005-12-04T19:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T00:15:55.840+09:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST WEEKEND  -1 puntata-</title><content type='html'>ciao people.&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to study but, as usual, I can't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thoughtfull.&lt;br /&gt;La Francesca che conoscete voi qui è un po' diversa. Tanto per cominciare è molto meno secchiona. Ma nella classe di giapponese tutti credono che io passi la giornata a studiare. MAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poi...beh vi racconto del mio weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Venerdì, Friday, Ann è venuta a salutarmi nella classe di Hannibal e gli ha fatto una linguaccia!!!!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beh lei è una macchietta!!!fenomenale!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Proseguiamo....&lt;br /&gt;After hannibal's class Ali, Christina, Reiner, Roope and I went to Ueno ...wow....un saltimbanco pazzo fuori di testa nel parco. Tende blu abitate dai barboni...coda memorabile davanti al museo. Quadri molto belli, ma ... la calca era così tremenda che è stato impossibile vedere tutto come si deve...peccato! Però ho comprato il catalogo perchè la pittura giapponese è cosi diversa e interessante...!!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beh poi c'è da dire che ero con delle sagome anche lì..però delle sagome acculturate direi!!!!!Una bella gang. Vi sarete chiesti che faccia hanno i miei amici qui...beh vi accontento!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05019.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05019.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Questi siamo io, Ali e Christina!poi....hahahah quella faccia di cavolo sono io che mi mangio una SWEET POTATO&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC05020.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC05020.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali's question: "I wonder how they put sugar in it!!!" hahahah &lt;p&gt;Bene bene bene...then during the evening we meet two friends of Christina...wow, they're so unbelievable..the 3 of them are around 22-23 and they've already lived in 3 or 4 different countries in their life! And they speak a lot of languages...WOW! I "envy" them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E' stata una serata davvero carina, abbiam mangiato in un asian fusion un riso cotto in un modo strano con della carne altrettanto strana...comunque buonissimo!!!Dopo di che casa perchè ero stravolta!Ma.....eeeehhhhhh......sabato.....mi son svegliata tardissimo, contrariamente ai miei principi e ai miei buoni propositi..e sono andata a Ikebukuro per lo shopping...all alone! Cuz I did not have Leslie Ann's number.....I had the make up done at MAC COSMETICS (AHHHHH LOVE IT!!!) and spent **000 Yen in make up...hem...non contenta ho anche comprato COCO Mademoiselle...altra fucilata..ma li avevo bisogno!Seriamente!Avevo finito i miei trucchi e sembravo un uomo! (poi i miei baffetti avevano un'aria arrogante ma sono riuscita a debellarli!!!MPF!!!!) A parte le mie folli spese...I dressed up a little bit for Ali and Roope's Xmass party..and went there with Sundus and Reiner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113369171859719555?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113369171859719555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113369171859719555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113369171859719555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113369171859719555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-weekend-1-puntata.html' title='LAST WEEKEND  -1 puntata-'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113344084346611305</id><published>2005-12-01T21:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T07:49:34.106+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HE OUTSOURCED THE PORNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/pf1408_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/pf1408_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The head of the irish bank was cought watching a Porno. You know what he did? He ousourced the porno! Ops!!!!! Sorry hahah he outsourced the IT guys" (Hayes...alias: Hannibal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can Liuc magazine's BLOB PAGE survive without me?!?! Oh my dear tomodachi...here you have some sentences from Sophia's teachers....&lt;br /&gt;(even if prof  R, B...and...ohohohoho F...HAHA will be my favorite "blobbers" forever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I played Santa here in Japan. I really enjoyed it!All the little kids were scared.!" (hannibal) &lt;/em&gt;Blob: HANNIBAL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;japanese banks: full of idiots bowing, welcoming, printing tickets...that's why people borrow money from yakuza. they're efficient"....hannibal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"My impression of japan: toilets everywhere. But they're not in the turnover!" (hannibal)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even if Japanese people lost the war, they populated hawaii" (Cheron...)&lt;/em&gt; BLOB:what the hell...!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I received an email from a Japanese dickhead asking for advices...I'm sure it was one of you.." (Hannibal)&lt;/em&gt; Blob: fortunately I'm not japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"for me the NY Times is just a paper wrap for fish and chips"hannibal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I spent my weekend cleaning my toilet. I went to Tokyo Hands and bought a lot of things...spent 5000 yen in gas, masks, what the f...!!!!My toilet is dangerous now..but..if you need to clean your toilet iìm your man."(hannibal)... &lt;/em&gt;Blob: contento lui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm sure that many people who study here will be unemployable" (Hannibal) &lt;/em&gt;Blob: thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"this is &lt;strong&gt;shi&lt;/strong&gt;rious business" (professor Ishii...&lt;/em&gt;Blob:no non ha bisogno di una dentiera nuova&lt;em&gt;!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...this guy...he was 37, but he looked 67...well I looked at him as an asset.... Tipical example of risky investment (for his wife!!!)!!!!!!"(hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"if you marry, you own your husband. Believe me, it's better if you lease him!" (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blob: I believe you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I know I gave you an horrible assignment, but it's not my problem, I don't have to do it"..(hannibal!)(the assignment was on...football teams...mah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Vuitton is the biggest advertisor after toyota, here in Japan. Can anybody tell me the difference? no?!?!?Ok, try to drive an hanbag and then tell me!"(hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...a brand new baby" (FLD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mosquitos are national heroes in Africa: they killed all the white pople!" (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Americans are strange. They leave in the desert and put grass there and play golf.." (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Japanese people don't believe in anything. They just sit with their Kabuki faces.."(hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"oh, here we have professional gift wrappers...ok, I respect cultures, but then I have to respect also Genjis Kann's one and kill everybody. It's more efficient, you know,..." (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"when you arrive at Narita you read: 'welcome to japan---if you follow the rules' !" (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"the polish would like to be like the germans. ....[pause] ..Oh, God, I hope they build up Berlin's wall again" (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"a company is like a chicken" (hannibal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In che senso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm sorry, but you have to memorize it!!! I cannot explain thing that are already in your book. You just have to memorize it. I cannot do anything." (Ishii) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, but....I hope you guys at home are taking good notes from Helg's classes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have to study Japanese now, then I'll have a nice sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, Reiner san and I are going to have our business cards printed! Yeeeeeeeeeessssss!!!!! Of course the back side is in Nihongo!!!!!!!!! WOW !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing!!!!! I've seen Harry Potter's night bus in Yoyogi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!here it is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04888.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04888.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: I've also seen the last movie of harry potter!!!!!It was good!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PPS: tomorrow Hokusai exposition....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/main_02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/main_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113344084346611305?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113344084346611305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113344084346611305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113344084346611305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113344084346611305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/12/he-outsourced-porno.html' title='HE OUTSOURCED THE PORNO'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113310254755520540</id><published>2005-11-27T23:42:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T23:45:00.923+09:00</updated><title type='text'>domanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04788.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma io vi manco un pochino?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113310254755520540?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113310254755520540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113310254755520540&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113310254755520540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113310254755520540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/domanda.html' title='domanda'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113307782410484442</id><published>2005-11-27T16:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T17:16:51.356+09:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, che titolo potrei mettere?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/IMG_0651.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04846.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04846.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in questo momento dovrei studiare, ma ho anche voglia di scrivere!&lt;br /&gt;bene, è merenda time ora..quindi mi posso riposare 5 minuti,no?!&lt;br /&gt;Stavo pensando che mi sto abituando a delle cose che a casa suonerebbero molto strane..&lt;br /&gt;per esempio...&lt;br /&gt;qui non guido...sarò ancora capace di condurre il mio .. BOLIDE?!?!Mah, lo spero...poi..l'ultimo treno per tornare a casa parte da Ikebukuro alle 00.08...quindi quando esco la sera ho sempre la doppia scelta: torno o prendo il primo treno domattina?! é un po' scomodo, a dir la verità..ma è ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E se mi manca qualcosa in casa? Se mi sveglio all'1 di notte e ho voglia di mangiare...che so io...una banana?! No problem! C'è il portentosissimo Conbini a 2 minuti...si..ci sono questi...convenient stores (io li chiamo...hahahah "SUPERMERCATINI"!!!HAHAHHAHAHA!!!) ...sono piccoli, ma hanno di tutto! Vendono gelati, piatti pronti, bibite, giornali, trucchi e schede del tel, hanno anche francobolli e funzionano anche da ufficio postale, nel senso che ci si possono pagare le bollette ecc...mica male eh?!Comodo! I combini sono aperti 7 giorni su 7 e 24 ore su 24..e..ce ne sono ad ogni angolo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poi...altra cosa sorprendente sono le macchinette che vendono bibite, sigarette, merendine....sono ovunque!!!!!!!!!e sono comodissime! Vendono articoli caldi e freddi...wow, eh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Si è sempre invogliati e invitati a spendere soldi in questo Paese. Infatti a volte non credo che sia più caro. Semplicemente si hanno più occasioni per spendere e ogni capriccio può essere soddisfatto in qualsiasi momento ed ovunque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ci sono ristoranti di tutti i tipi. Ho voglia di...cucina greca?o italiana? o finlandese?o tedesca? no prob,bob! c'è tutto qui!è incredibile! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poi...vediamo! Quando vado a far la spesa al... SUPERMECATONE [supermercato grande, ndt] non ho un carrello, ma un cestino..e questo riduce di parecchio in numero di articoli che compro (che non è male visto che poi ci vuole un po' per arrivare a casa e i sacchi..peserebbero una cifra). La frutta e la verdura sono costosissime. Ho osservato cosa compra la moglie giapponese: una carota, un pomodoro, una patata, un kiwi..insomma...pochissimo!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh ultimamente guardo cosa comprano i giapponesi e ...metto nel mio cestino la stessa cosa. Il che ha aperto particolarmente la mia mente! Si, mi sto sbizzarrendo con il TOFU ultimamente! Ho inventato delle ricette niente male!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AH, ho anche la POINTO CAADO del super! Si, la carta per la raccolta dei punti! non chiedetemi cosa si vince però..mica ho capito! Oh, è uno spasso vedermi, credo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poi...ahahahahah credo che abbiate letto delle mie disavventure in lavanderia, no?! Ecco. Non è finita qua! Ultimamente perdo sempre 1 calzino. 1!!!!!!!mah!!!che roba! E ...ahahahah ho passato 2 giorni a cercare l'aspirapolvere, dato che ce n'è uno per 80 persone...e sono stata sempre così sfigata da non trovarlo mai!AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfffffffffffff mi dovete vedere, gente!!!! Soprattutto quando cerco di comunicare con gli autoctoni! Non so perchè, ma Bruno, che parla giapponese, ogni volta mi guarda e scoppia a ridere! Ma Ann è ancora meglio di me in questi folli tentativi...mentre Ali, Roope e Martin stanno inventando delle parole bellissime!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh stavo dimenticando una cosa fondamentale!Non vi ho ancora spiegato cos'è il nomihodai! Ci sono degli Izakaya (locali) dove si paga a ore. E con Nomihodai si spende un tot per un'ora o due e si può bere tutto quello che si vuole! E c'è anche tabehodai ...stesso meccanismo, ma per il cibo..e davanti ad un locale a luci rosse i ragazzi si cui sopra si sono chiesti se funziona anche lì con il meccanismo -hodai....e l'han chiamato...beh potete immaginarlo, dai!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, altre cose bizzarre qui....beh non vorrei dilungarmi troppo ma ve lo racconterò presto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113307782410484442?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113307782410484442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113307782410484442&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113307782410484442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113307782410484442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-che-titolo-potrei-mettere.html' title='oh, che titolo potrei mettere?'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113284846930097218</id><published>2005-11-25T00:56:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T13:34:17.220+09:00</updated><title type='text'>....evenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04954_modificato-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't sleep now. I am really tired but I cannot sleep. Too excited because Veronica is coming- so we can open our "gossip office" (Il Celebre Ufficio Pettegolezzi"!),-too amused by RoBurbta's email, too thoughtfull.....just too tired to fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight Sundus, Reiner and I went to a really nice sushi bar in Harajuku. Nice time all together. Good talks. Good jokes.Nice music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I'm just listening to music thinking about the things I saw today*, about Japan, japanese people....people I met here...about Reiner's drawings in the tea cup, about black holes and shining stars. And everything remind me to something else. Circle.Like the one made of green tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm thinking about persons and things I miss, about friends I lost and friends I met...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About life and situations, coincidences, decisions, chance...opportunities, about....how life is beautifull...how it is important just to enjoy every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* strange situation in the train, where a man by mistake hurted a girl, that started to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; for the pain, but she was just to shy to say anything and...later the man told her "sumimasen" so many times...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*works in the streets. So many people in uniform (jedi warriors...[knights...thank you Martin!!!!]!!!!!!!!!) showing you the way... and a weird narrow carpet indicating which way was safe..quite unusefull, considering that there was no danger.. I wonder what is usefull here and what is just superflous (does this word exist?!) ...for example on day I saw a man picking up cigarettes from the ground...ONE BY ONE with a big tool. Such a waste of time! Or maybe it was just because in this way he didn't disturbe people?! Dunno. Sometimes I ask to many things, I'm just too curious to know the meaning of something that perhaps just exist without any particular reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113284846930097218?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113284846930097218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113284846930097218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113284846930097218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113284846930097218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/evenings.html' title='....evenings'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113282751251013736</id><published>2005-11-24T19:08:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T00:56:02.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'>mornings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh....my mornings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally I really like to wake up early, so I can have a long day...(in my opinion, sleeping it's a waste of time...except for..dreaming..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here it's quite interesting to wake up early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The train is still crowded, but at least I can breathe....I have time for jogging of for a nice breakfast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing that I really like to do is: to watch people. I know it's not really polite, but it is very interesting. I like children, with their yellow caps, their backpaks that are soooooo big...their uniforms...and...they only make me smile! Above all some days ago I saw a really pretty girl, wearing her pink Burberry scarf, she was so "perfect and tidy" and "nerd like!", but suddenly she started to jump, to do funny jokes to one of her friends...and all the children started to laugh all together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Normally in Italy parents follow their kids till the gates of the school (mmmm except for Fedepicio's mother...so..oppressive!!..ah, Fedepicio, sometimes I wonder how you managed not to become gay...)but here I always see groups of 6-7 years old students alone in the trains, subways..and they look really indipendent and professional!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I feel as if I was one of them...during Konichi sensee japanese classes for example..or after classes when I do my homework in the train, or when I try to read (just the names of the stations..or just "something") and when I try to learn how to write...mmmmm I'm so bad with Kanji! I have normally a really bad handwriting..try to imagine how I am doing with kanji....disaster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today we had Kanji midterm...hem...I hope I didn't confuse some of them...I only had an emergency-review this morning...with Reiner san and Martin san at excelsior café...and after it we walked to school and the guys were imitating Hitler..in japanese...oh, my, I laughed a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113282751251013736?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113282751251013736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113282751251013736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113282751251013736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113282751251013736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/mornings.html' title='mornings...'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113282494485579046</id><published>2005-11-24T18:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T18:45:04.253+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/04.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am...finally...after the f...HEM..midterms!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all...OASIS! We managed to find the last two tickets!!!!It was a good concert, similar to the european ones (&lt;strong&gt;SIMILAR&lt;/strong&gt;) ..people were alive! We actually saw a Japanese couple smuggling beers and Bruno managed to take some illegal pictures (and he was not the only one..!)!!GRANDE BRUNO!!!!The Oasis Nerd!!!I really enjoyed the music, the atmosphere...everything.I like Oasis. Somebody left "what's the story?Morning glory" in my mail box. And..I guess he wanted to tell me something in a different way. Music is always the best way to communicate something....anyway, I am happy I went in Yoyogi to see the concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113282494485579046?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113282494485579046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113282494485579046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113282494485579046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113282494485579046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113249378593842597</id><published>2005-11-20T22:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:43:39.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/ab1257_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/ab1257_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;giornata trascorsa chiusa in casa nel tentativo (folle) di studiare tutto il giorno. Totalmente senza successo. Studiare quando non si ha voglia è noioso a Gallarate quanto a Tokyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E anche sforzandomi di non bussare alla porta di nessuno per non distrarmi sono riuscita comunque a non combinare un tubo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' incredibile come la mente si rifiuti di fare le cose, a volte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ho trascorso la giornata persa nei miei pensieri a divorare biscotti e a bere the verde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pensavo a come sia strano vivere qui. Mi trovo davvero bene. Pensavo che certe cose in Europa o comunque in altri paesi non ci sono perché la gente è diversa...qui ad ogni angolo esistono Jidohhanbaiki (macchinette) che distribuiscono sigarette o birra...provate a immaginare la stessa cosa a Lorenteggio o anche vicino alla stazione centrale a Milano...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Qui la gente semplicemente segue le regole. Sì. La densità della popolazione è molto alta..e se la gente attraversasse la strada col semaforo rosso sarebbe un casino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Una grande dote di questo popolo è la pazienza. Anche nelle rush hours non ho mai visto nessuno perdere la calma. E' incredibile! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not to lose patience when all the pacience seems gone...pacience indeed&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inoltre la visione del bene e del male è un po' diversa da quella occidentale. Tutto fa parte della vita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darkness reigns at the foot of the lighthouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy and sorrow are life companions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy and suffering never leave us. life is a long march with heavy burden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ecco....ascolto la musica...oggi sono in umore da led zeppelin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Che altro....beh sarebbe carino scrivere qualcosina in inglese per i miei cari lettori ma stasera avevo più voglia di avere un mio stile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;E' buffo..quando scrivo in italiano ho uno stile tutto mio. Quando scrivo in inglese cerco solo di non fare troppi errori! Comunque credo di rendere l'idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113249378593842597?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113249378593842597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113249378593842597&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113249378593842597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113249378593842597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/giornata-trascorsa-chiusa-in-casa-nel.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113240411493400418</id><published>2005-11-19T21:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T12:34:40.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>OASIS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/05-10-10-hamburg-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113240411493400418?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113240411493400418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113240411493400418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113240411493400418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113240411493400418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/oasis.html' title='OASIS!!!!'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113238918453342639</id><published>2005-11-19T17:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T17:43:57.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/g3519_b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/g3519_b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;An evening dream- everything must have been an illusion; I cannot explain clearly even one part of what I saw. Yet in the dream it seemed as if the truth were in front of my eyes. This morning, awake, is it not the same dream?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113238918453342639?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113238918453342639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113238918453342639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113238918453342639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113238918453342639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/evening-dream-everything-must-have_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113223142366062761</id><published>2005-11-17T21:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T15:49:50.760+09:00</updated><title type='text'>panorama in pillole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04687.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Matter how long you stay here. You're always an outsider&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando hai l'influenza non ti puoi soffiare il naso perchè è maleducazione &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To interpretate Kanji a lot of immagination is needed...and the more you study japanese, the more you understand you'll never learn this language...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatti i Kanji..o gli ideorgammi, come preferite chiamarli, hanno più di una lettura e a seconda di ciò che sta loro accanto significano qualcosa di diverso!Al momento tiro a indovinare quando devo leggere qualcosa...ma credo che questa lingua rispecchi un po' anche il carattere dei giapponesi..è un po' ambigua..se non la si conosce bene si possono avere un sacco di misunderstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think that Kanji reflect somehow the attitude of Japanese people toward something...you always have to interpretate and behind something there's something else...quite complicated, actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Qui il mio corpo sta cambiando. Dormo molto meno, my hair follows my mood..ho perso una taglia, forse perché faccio parecchio movimento..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Per piacere ad un uomo normalmente bisogna essere donne. Qui no: agli uomini piace il kawaii, il carino..lo stile "ragazzina".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Normally a man likes women. Here men like kawaii, girly women. It's interesting and quite complicated. I would like to write more, but I guess that it would be boring....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ma mi chiedo anche: cosa può pensare un giapponese quando utilizza i public transportation in italia in Italia, dove i treni sono lerci e sempre in ritardo, dove ad uno sciopero ne segue un altro..e dove bisogna fare attenzione al portafogli...forse mi sto abituando troppo bene qui...anche se i treni al mattino sono così affollati che si ha la sensazione di essere una cosa sola con tutti gli altri passeggeri..durante un concerto di Vasco Rossi si ha molto più spazio, I bet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a huge number of cabs in Tokyo. Taxi drivers work for more than 24 hours, then have a rest of one day and then again 24 hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's why in the small streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; around here I often see parked cabs where exausted drivers take a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113223142366062761?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113223142366062761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113223142366062761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223142366062761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223142366062761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/panorama-in-pillole.html' title='panorama in pillole'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113223734226083163</id><published>2005-11-17T21:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T15:56:01.506+09:00</updated><title type='text'>(inglesismi)...ooooooopppsssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/IMG_0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/IMG_0628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, sapete cosa succede quando si parla spesso inglese?! che poi quando si torna all'italiano si dicono di quelle mostruosità....solo oggi ho detto: "Aschio al prof" invece di "chiedo al prof" e..."devo puttere" invece di "devo mettere"....per non parlare di tutte le volte che dico: " ho da andare"....ecc...!!!!!!!!!!yaun..che sonno, credo che adesso andrò a schiacciare un pisolino...or...a nap!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113223734226083163?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113223734226083163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113223734226083163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223734226083163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223734226083163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/inglesismiooooooopppsssssss.html' title='(inglesismi)...ooooooopppsssssss'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113223116716314768</id><published>2005-11-17T21:20:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:09:37.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>F...LU DING</title><content type='html'>about him: SFIGATO (feel free to ask the meaning!!!)&lt;br /&gt;                    THE MOST BORNG TEACHER ANYBODY COULD EVER HAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always has troubles with the computer and stuff, and the blackboard is his enemy n 2(Actually his number one is ALI because he asks too many questions!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally everyone in his class fall asleep!&lt;br /&gt;Once Ali snored so loudly that I had to wake him up....but yesterday something strange happened.&lt;br /&gt;FLD normally wears his K-WAY jacket during the lesson..but not yesterday. He had a strange grey jacket very soldier-style...and my mind for some strange reason started to play with this and...I started to laugh like a crazy...F. Lu Ding saw me...so he smiled..but he was so ridiculos..that I exploded....Ali could not understand if I was laughing or crying...I was trying to convince myself I had to be serious, but then Ali started to laugh looking at me...OH, MY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poor FLD!!!!!!!!! OH...postilla per i miei cari lettori....dovete vedere il taglio di capelli di questo prof...scodellina...ma la cosa divertente è che s'è tagliato via anche le BASETTE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113223116716314768?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113223116716314768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113223116716314768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223116716314768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113223116716314768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/flu-ding.html' title='F...LU DING'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113222997202412995</id><published>2005-11-17T20:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:19:32.036+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamiroquai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe....strange...!&lt;br /&gt;Jamiroquai: nice ... audience:..below 0 !!!! Tooooooo quiet!!!!!!!!!!!!!Umbelievable...but we were quite shocked when we saw that even in front of the stage there were... SEATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Everyone was so quite there..even when Jamiroquai arrived people just stood clapping their hands, but nothing else..just shaking a little bit..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I also tooke a picture, but it was forbidden, so a security guard arrived and asked for my camera :-( then we opened a beer...and the guard came again and tooke it away!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And...at the exit...everything was so amasingly tidy!&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder how Japan could be without all these "rules" or: what if people just start not to follow them!? A mess?! Or just a little bit more spontaneus?!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...here you have an illegal picture...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113222997202412995?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113222997202412995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113222997202412995&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113222997202412995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113222997202412995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/jamiroquai.html' title='Jamiroquai'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113209066483187139</id><published>2005-11-16T06:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T14:51:05.340+09:00</updated><title type='text'>uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm the happiest person in the world!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/Immagine%2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/Immagine%2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;yuuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppppppppppppppppppppEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Veronica is coming here for the nwe years eve!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Veronica!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Grazie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Per venire fin qua....significa che mi vuoi davvero bene!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113209066483187139?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113209066483187139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113209066483187139&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113209066483187139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113209066483187139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-im-happiest.html' title='uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I&apos;m the happiest person in the world!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113206505218583478</id><published>2005-11-15T23:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:55:17.176+09:00</updated><title type='text'>flash</title><content type='html'>hey peaps!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired tonight..I almost felt asleep during my last class (actually i have HRM till 8 pm...)&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no coffee at home (hhhem..there's only a couple of tea bags in the cupboard and that's it!) I don't have the energies to write a proper article...and also I cannot use my drunk italian ;-)!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank you all for your nice comments!Riky, you're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow ...Jamiroquai concert with Reiner-san and Martin-san!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it...!!!!!!!I am really curious and excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gente, non mi invidiate un po'!?&lt;br /&gt;SSSSSMMMMMMMAAAAAAAACCCCCCCKKKKKKKK to everybody...mciuààààààààààààààààààààààààààà&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113206505218583478?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113206505218583478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113206505218583478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113206505218583478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113206505218583478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/flash.html' title='flash'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113189099157167230</id><published>2005-11-13T23:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:52:54.306+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ué gente!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!abbandonerò il mio stile da pazza per scrivere un po' in inglese..dato che ho un sacco di amici che vorrebbero conoscere le mie avventure..so che non è proprio la stessa cosa....ma va beh...dai accontentatevi del mio inglese maccheronico!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113189099157167230?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113189099157167230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113189099157167230&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113189099157167230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113189099157167230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/u-genteabbandoner-il-mio-stile-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113185178790872986</id><published>2005-11-13T12:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:52:10.713+09:00</updated><title type='text'>pensieri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04835.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04835.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a volte  mi chiedo se la gentilezza dei giapponesi nei confronti degli stranieri sia sincera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mi chiedo se la loro disponibilità sia solo parte di un codice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;o solo una maschera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;vorrei sapere cosa la gente qui pensa davvero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;basta che bevano un pochino...e perdono la maschera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;basta che si vada a ballare...e siamo tutti ragazzi con tanta voglia di divertirsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;vedo i bambini giocare a scuola....sono bambini bellissimi e vivaci. Ma quando suona la campanella......sono soldatini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Le donne sono ossessionate dal loro aspetto.5 fermate di metrò (----20min) per mettere il mascara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tutti hanno una divisa. I ragazzi, in certi quartieri, si vestono in modi assurdi...forse per "distinguersi"...ma appartengono comunque a "categorie"....non escono dalla massa...nelle loro categorie....sono "uniformi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nei negozi i commessi dicono sempre le stesse frasi.....ci sono delle formule precise.anche i sorrisi sono misurati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Quando sono stata alla cerimonia del the mi sono resa conto di quanto le buone maniere qui siano fini a se stesse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In un certo senso non importa cosa la gente pensa. Ma io vorrei saperlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113185178790872986?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113185178790872986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113185178790872986&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113185178790872986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113185178790872986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/pensieri.html' title='pensieri'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113184954757860954</id><published>2005-11-13T11:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T11:39:17.330+09:00</updated><title type='text'>hannibal the cannibal</title><content type='html'>oh, adesso devo andare a studiare...il prof di financial management looks like hannibal the cannibal...quite scary! The funny thing is that he thinks I'm totally stupid .... because every time I try to be serious, I make a mess!&lt;br /&gt;But last time I gained some points, since I remembered LILLO'S lessons of statistics....and........MITTTTTTIIIIICCCCOOOO ROBY'S D'ANGIO'S....................uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Lillo serve a qualcosa!Non è proprio una persona inutile, dai!&lt;br /&gt;Ringhio facci sognare, vai con le imitazioni......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113184954757860954?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113184954757860954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113184954757860954&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113184954757860954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113184954757860954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/hannibal-cannibal.html' title='hannibal the cannibal'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113184913004181510</id><published>2005-11-13T11:27:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:46:25.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04845.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/DSC04845.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche qui ho più amici ragazzi che ragazze....è sempre così.....I always get along very well with guys rather than with girls...&lt;br /&gt;e Ali-san ieri sera ha detto una cosa che mi ha fatto molto piacere: "c'mon Francesca is not a lady...she's a friend, she's one of us"....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113184913004181510?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113184913004181510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113184913004181510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113184913004181510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113184913004181510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/guys.html' title='guys'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113181668935234321</id><published>2005-11-13T02:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:37:06.693+09:00</updated><title type='text'>the spiderweb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04834.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04834.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/DSC04834.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/200/DSC04834.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eccomi qui...di ritorno dopo una giornata...conviviale....Sono le 2 del mattino.&lt;br /&gt;tutto è iniziato ieri sera al ristorante vietnamita con Martin-san...poi oggi pomeriggio ad harajuku con Ali-san e Martin-san..si è iniziato a parlare della morte, delle abitudini e delle religioni (molto interessante sapere che in iran si porta il lutto per più di un mese e ci sono due correnti opposte: una prescrive abito nero e lacrime, l'altra vieta il pianto e impone l'abito bianco)...delle guerre...delle nazioni unite....degli aiuti umanitari....delle nostre vite...&lt;br /&gt;poi stasera ero davvero pensierosa e non volevo uscire...ma poi Reiner-san, Elisa-san e Carlos-san sono venuti con me a shibuya...e abbiamo trovato Ali-san e David-san alla statua del cane che ha fadelmente aspettato il suo padrone per tutta la vita....e siam andati in un izakaya (nel prox articolo spiegherò cos'è) con Nomihodai e ... sei persone di sei nazioni diverse (Australia, Korea, Belgio, Spagna, Iran e Italia) si sono confrontate .... han parlato di politica, di stereotipi, pregiudizi, di come i bambini siano sempre bambini...e di come le generazioni stanno cambiando...di come si vorrebbe fare qualcosa.... tutti noi vorremmo cambiare il mondo. Qualcuno è molto idealista, qualcuno molto pragmatico...ma ci troviamo bene tutti insieme.&lt;br /&gt;Questa è una delle esperienze più importanti della nostra vita...e queste discussioni sono molto importanti. Sono molto costruttive. Sono lezioni di vita, storie di vita vissuta, sogni, idee...di ryuugakusee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113181668935234321?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113181668935234321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113181668935234321&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113181668935234321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113181668935234321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/spiderweb.html' title='the spiderweb'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113179104438094184</id><published>2005-11-12T18:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:24:43.563+09:00</updated><title type='text'>trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/1600/Trip%20up%20north%20054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6747/1824/320/Trip%20up%20north%20054.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho promesso che avrei parlato del mio viaggio a Northern Honshu, right?!&lt;br /&gt;Ecco.... Leslie Ann, Martin, Max e Francesca ....in un viaggio da pazzi...&lt;br /&gt;partenza da Tokyo-Ikebukuro con un night bus(c'è stato anche il mistero del driver...nel senso che ...l'autobut andava...e il driver è andato in bagno in autobus...e per un attimo non abbiam capito chi stava guidando!!!!!!!!!!!!!)...e arrivo a Aomori la mattina dopo..da quel momento è iniziata una corsa .... per vedere quanto più possibile.... e per provare tutto il possibile...&lt;br /&gt;è stata una tipica avventura on the road, con solo qualche tappa prefissata e nulla di più. Nienteprenotazioni, niente obblighi..tranne il Night bus per tornare..da Sendai a Tokyo-Shinjuku...&lt;br /&gt;Ci siam fermati in un ostello della gioventù in un villaggio di pescatori, abbiamo conosciuto un BEAR HUNTER che ci ha offerto da bere...e ci ha portati a cantare nel Karaoke della sua "mama"...siamo stati alle terme (HONSEN), sul Monte Osorezan (i genitori, lì, cercano di comunicare con le anime dei figli morti), tappa a MUTSU...posto assurdo...abbiam conosciuto due ragazzi tedeschi con cui siamo andati una giornata a fare Hiking e abbiam pucciato i piedi nell'oceano...purtroppo noi ragazze abbiamo avuto qualche screzio con i ragazzi, perciò ci siam separati per una giornata...Leslie Ann ed io, pensando di essere giapponesizzate e di far bella figura, in un Ryokan siamo andate insieme all'honsen...ma in realtà era per una persona per volta e abbiam fatto la figura delle lesbiche..abbiam fatto amicizia con dei ragazzi giapponesi gestori di un irish pub molto carino...&lt;br /&gt;uh...poi ci siamo imbarcate su una specie di zattera con un ominolo piccino piccino ai remi...actually con una voce bellissima, perfettamente in armonia con i suoni della natura circostante e con la magia del luogo: un fiume che scorre in una gola ... alberi arancioni,rossi,gialli e marroni..uuuhhhh così bello e commovente...&lt;br /&gt;beh...che altro..noi ragazze abbiam dormito in un ostello run by monks all'interno di un parco..con un lago e un tempio bellissimo...la mattina ci siamo alzate alle 6...ed è stato emozionante vedere la nebbia nel parco e ascoltare i monaci cantare... poi però abbiam preso il treno e abbiam raggiunto i ragazzi a Sendai....e siamo andati tutti insieme a vedere una delle tre meraviglie of japan...bello...&lt;br /&gt;beh...il viaggio è stato lungo..faticoso e stancante ma molto divertente...abbiamo cambiato così tanti mezzi di trasporto e macinato così tanti chilometri...!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;E poi il bello è che nessuno parla inglese lassù!!!!!!!già ... ci siamo dovuti arrangiare!!!!!Una signora ci ha perfino dato un passaggio di 30 minuti perchè secondo lei era pericoloso prendere l'autobus alle 5 di sera...troppo carina!il suo hobby sono i suoi animali: 6 gatti,4 cani e 2 capre!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;uhuhuhu ma poi non ho scritto una cosa....apparentemente la regione intorno a Ozoresan è popolata da scimmie e da strani animali che abbiamo deciso essere un misto fra capre, coyote e canguri...!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;e....io e ann siamo riuscite a far disperare un bus driver!!!!!!!!ehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113179104438094184?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113179104438094184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113179104438094184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113179104438094184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113179104438094184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/trip.html' title='trip'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113178878024320308</id><published>2005-11-12T18:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:46:20.250+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ffff sono così imbranata che non riesco a caricare le foto.....mah...abbiate pazienza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113178878024320308?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113178878024320308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113178878024320308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178878024320308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178878024320308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/ffff-sono-cos-imbranata-che-non-riesco.html' title=''/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113178854163841472</id><published>2005-11-12T18:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T19:39:22.076+09:00</updated><title type='text'>commenti costruttivi....?!</title><content type='html'>gente...per ora ho scritto solo cagate...riassumo brevemente(?!)il primo mese di vita a Tokyo....&lt;br /&gt;Chi mi sente adesso per mail o con qualche altro miracoloso mezzo ... percepisce la mia felicità e la mia spensieratezza qui... beh...come tutte le cose non è stato facile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;risparmio i tristi commenti sulla mia prima settimana qui...in cui davvero mi chiedevo cosa cappero fossi venuta a fare...&lt;br /&gt;quando è iniziata l'università tutto è diventato più semplice. Ho conosciuto tantissimi ragazzi che, come me, hanno deciso di trascorrere un semestre o due qui a Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;E' quasi magico vedere quante cose si possono avere in comune...anche se veniamo da Paesi totalmente diversi...ci troviamo tutti i giorni...nessuno di noi è mai solo...ogni giorno intraprendiamo un'avventura...ve ne parlo nei prossimi commenti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113178854163841472?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113178854163841472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113178854163841472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178854163841472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178854163841472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/commenti-costruttivi.html' title='commenti costruttivi....?!'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113178773369046037</id><published>2005-11-12T18:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T18:28:53.696+09:00</updated><title type='text'>disavventure in lavanderia</title><content type='html'>uuuhh sono una pasticciona totale...disastro!!!!!!!!! vi sembra possibile che ogni volta che muovo un dito combino un casino?! beh...ieri NON so come...(una minima idea ce l'ho..forse!!) m'è finito il sacchetto-custodia delle scarpe (che è bordeau) in lavatrice insieme a tutti i miei vestiti....e....sob....le mie magliettine bianche sono fuxia...tutto ha una sfumatura purpurea nel mio guardaroba...interessante...ma che sfiga però!!!!!!!!beh....MI TOCCA fare shopping per sopperire a questo casino...che peccato...!HHEHEH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113178773369046037?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113178773369046037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113178773369046037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178773369046037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113178773369046037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/disavventure-in-lavanderia.html' title='disavventure in lavanderia'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18602330.post-113119440234538623</id><published>2005-11-05T21:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T21:40:02.353+09:00</updated><title type='text'>wow....</title><content type='html'>eccomi.....primo articolo sul mio Blog....che emozione!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;First Article on my new Blog!&lt;br /&gt;Today I have experienced a Japanese hairdresser.quite interesting...I feel a mushroom...!!!&lt;br /&gt;...the cut is very nice, but after the "hairdrier effect"...the hairdresser and I were so frustrated!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Francesca - 415 3-10-18 heiwadai,nerima ku tokyo 1790083 japan&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18602330-113119440234538623?l=francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/feeds/113119440234538623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18602330&amp;postID=113119440234538623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113119440234538623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18602330/posts/default/113119440234538623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesca-ryuugakusee.blogspot.com/2005/11/wow.html' title='wow....'/><author><name>Francesca</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
