<?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-3951684346208773991</id><updated>2012-02-14T05:16:28.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Abroad In San Francisco</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-6563948943742750981</id><published>2008-04-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:17.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry Blossom Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/SBALjuBleoI/AAAAAAAAADg/WRLqtISXWH4/s1600-h/800px-sakurahealed1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192663078636190338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/SBALjuBleoI/AAAAAAAAADg/WRLqtISXWH4/s200/800px-sakurahealed1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century; mso-ansi-language: JA"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century"&gt;Japanese cultural festival called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: PMingLiU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century"&gt;Cherry Blossom Festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: PMingLiU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century"&gt; was held in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Town&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; on April 12&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. I joined on 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 20&lt;sup&gt;th. &lt;/sup&gt;On 13&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, I was with my Taiwanese friend, and hanging out with her. I saw a Japanese drum concert in the beginning. After that, we bought Japanese food at the booth, and ate it in outside. There were many booths around there, and most of them looked delicious, so it took a little bit time to decide to buy. I finally decided Udon. My friend bought eel don by the way. It was awesome. It was very hot at the day, extraordinary weather. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is famous for its unique climate, easy to change and difference among places. After eating lunch, I bought ice cream inside of a building and while I was walking, I met my other friend. We took a picture together, standing in front of cherry blossom tree. It was nice picture. Finally, with the friends, I went to see Ikebana exhibition. I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: PMingLiU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century"&gt;t have an opportunity to see Ikebana in my daily life even though I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: PMingLiU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: PMingLiU; mso-fareast-font-family: 'ＭＳ 明朝'; mso-bidi-font-family: PMingLiU; mso-font-kerning: 0pt; mso-hansi-font-family: Century"&gt;m Japanese, so I had a good incentive to my life. &lt;sup&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-6563948943742750981?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/6563948943742750981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=6563948943742750981&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/6563948943742750981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/6563948943742750981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/04/cherry-blossom-festival.html' title='Cherry Blossom Festival'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/SBALjuBleoI/AAAAAAAAADg/WRLqtISXWH4/s72-c/800px-sakurahealed1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-3324336121804455776</id><published>2008-02-14T23:34:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:43:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Day And Pillow Fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;Today is Valentine Day. There is a difference for the celebration of the day between &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and US. In &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, in general, women give chocolates to the men but here, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is not. It’s typical that both women and men give chocolates to the other and many people give presents to the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;I ate out at Japanese restaurant with my friend today, and I heard an interesting story. There is a yearly event called Pillow Fight in SF. People taking part in it fight literally with a pillow. They bring their own pillow to the place held the event, and smash each other with it. This reminds Japanese of Makuranage that Japanese students throw their pillow to their friends when they stay out of the home for a special school event like school trip and go to bed. I saw some people holding pillows when I was on my way to my home. They seem to get exciting... I’ve uploaded some video shows pillow fight from Youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-3324336121804455776?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/3324336121804455776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=3324336121804455776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/3324336121804455776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/3324336121804455776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentine-day-and-pillow-fight.html' title='Valentine Day And Pillow Fight'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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-3951684346208773991.post-4347317312272253735</id><published>2008-01-24T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:17.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spring Semester has begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5mAN6LwmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/IaR2rkdu_QE/s1600-h/Picture+374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159295824574847250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5mAN6LwmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/IaR2rkdu_QE/s200/Picture+374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;The Spring Semester of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SFSU&lt;/span&gt; began today. This semester, I’m taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;microeconomic&lt;/span&gt;, management and organization behavior for my major, Ethical issue in Journalism, Critical thinking, and English class for multilingual. The total units are 15. My grade for last semester was bad, so I’ll get good grade in this semester. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-4347317312272253735?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/4347317312272253735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=4347317312272253735&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4347317312272253735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4347317312272253735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/spring-semester-has-begun.html' title='The Spring Semester has begun!'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5mAN6LwmRI/AAAAAAAAADU/IaR2rkdu_QE/s72-c/Picture+374.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-8953014440302389191</id><published>2008-01-22T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:17.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To New York④Times Square And Grand Central Terminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5af0qLwmQI/AAAAAAAAADM/B6cN4LOCTvE/s1600-h/n640257158_276729_930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158486150225107202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5af0qLwmQI/AAAAAAAAADM/B6cN4LOCTvE/s200/n640257158_276729_930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I dropped in Times Square after the visit to Broadway. I was there for a little while because we wanted to check in for the hotel and leave our bag at the room, so it was just quick look. There were many commercial signs and electric bulletin boards in there like Tokyo. Through Times Square, I dropped in Grand Central Terminal. It’s the place like Tokyo Station. Many trains are available at the station , and the building was classical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-8953014440302389191?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/8953014440302389191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=8953014440302389191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8953014440302389191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8953014440302389191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip-to-new-yorktimes-square-and-grand.html' title='The Trip To New York④Times Square And Grand Central Terminal'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5af0qLwmQI/AAAAAAAAADM/B6cN4LOCTvE/s72-c/n640257158_276729_930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-3320486858395394068</id><published>2008-01-18T00:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:18.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To New York③Broadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5B4-wx19KI/AAAAAAAAADE/cSGRIeoEnHQ/s1600-h/n640257158_276724_9053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156754592980399266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5B4-wx19KI/AAAAAAAAADE/cSGRIeoEnHQ/s200/n640257158_276724_9053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After visiting to Ground Zero, I visited to Broadway. The average temperature of the day was -3℃, so it’s very cold while I was walking. My friend had bought groves for this trip in San Francisco but I didn’t. I felt regret for that. I bought them there afterwards. On the way to there from the nearest station, I saw many people but it’s less than I expected. My expectation was Tokyo. In the end of this trip, I felt being less people than I expected after all. I think Tokyo has more people and even Osaka does. I also saw a bunch of street stalls. I bought nice warming hat at there later on. Like this, I got many discoveries at there. I saw Yoshinoya, many souvenir stores, NY Yankees and Mets goods stores, big McDonald’s sign and so on. As I expected, many theaters were there. There were sings for a play I’ve heard, The lion King and Mamma Mia. I really wanted to see The Lion King but eventually I didn’t because of the schedule and financial problem. There was no time to see. If I had one more day to stay there, I would be able to see it. There was an available ticket but it’s expensive. Even minimum one was one hundred bucks! I dropped in Times Square as the next visit place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-3320486858395394068?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/3320486858395394068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=3320486858395394068&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/3320486858395394068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/3320486858395394068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip-to-new-yorkbroadway.html' title='The Trip To New York③Broadway'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R5B4-wx19KI/AAAAAAAAADE/cSGRIeoEnHQ/s72-c/n640257158_276724_9053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-5704988591460398266</id><published>2008-01-16T03:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:18.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To New York②</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R43oYgx19II/AAAAAAAAAC0/MeUdd8gOZJE/s1600-h/ground+zero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156032656222581890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="163" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R43oYgx19II/AAAAAAAAAC0/MeUdd8gOZJE/s200/ground+zero.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;I landed at JFK air port in 10am in Eastern Standard Time. If the plane landed on time, I was going to visit to The Statue of Liberty. That’s because it’s so popular place for tourists that many people may line up to board the vessel to the island located the statue, so it’s better to go there to line up in earlier. I visited there in the second day, so it’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I’ll write about it later on. My friend and I framed our visit plan again while we were on the plane and had decided to visit Ground Zero instead of it. Ground Zero is the place in which &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;World&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Trade&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Center&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; stood once as you know. That’s the one of the places I really wanted to visit in NY because it’s historically important place. After I left the plane, I took the train to the subway station to move to the downtown. As soon as I went to outside, my skin felt cold, as if my skin was stuck. After a while, the train came in. I have an image that the subway train of NY is silver and has uneven surfaces. What I saw was the image. My fried said “many scribbles on the surfaces” but it had few, not many. My first impression of the inside was that there are many black people. On the way to the downtown, many people got in, and I saw many black though I also saw white. The difference from SF was that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t see any Asian American. It was obvious that NYC has more black people than SF does. I got off at the transfer station, and took the train to the site of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WTC&lt;/span&gt;. The site was located at just right side, across a road, of the stair to the ground. The site was under construction that the skyscraper called &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Freedom&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Tower&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is going to be built, and some people who seem tourists were around there. As my impression, I thought it’s very scary that terrorism happened in such a center of a city. I’m sorry for the people who died because of the incident. After I saw the information board about the site, I circled the site. The angles, I saw on the way around, to the site were different. The next visit place was Broadway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-5704988591460398266?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/5704988591460398266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=5704988591460398266&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/5704988591460398266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/5704988591460398266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip-to-new-york_16.html' title='The Trip To New York②'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R43oYgx19II/AAAAAAAAAC0/MeUdd8gOZJE/s72-c/ground+zero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-2221490817961637293</id><published>2008-01-14T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:18.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip To New York①</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4vYPwx19GI/AAAAAAAAACk/RBmEL_cOcgw/s1600-h/SFO_at_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155451963759260770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4vYPwx19GI/AAAAAAAAACk/RBmEL_cOcgw/s200/SFO_at_night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was visiting to New York in January 4th through 6th. By the trip, I had never been to eastern part of US as well as New York, so this trip was something I really wanted. In the night of January 3rd, my friend who came along with me and I met up at the bus stop near our campus and then took the bus to the train station to SF International Airport. There was unfortunately the 1 hour delay in the flight, so our plane actually had to change. The passengers started to board around 12, and took off in 12:30. Flight Company was Virgin America and inside of the plane had a little bit cool style. It’s a relatively little small though the lights above me were purple and screen which can touch on it to operate was in front of me. With the screen, I could watch TV, listen to radio and music, play game and even chat though I think most people don’t use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-2221490817961637293?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/2221490817961637293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=2221490817961637293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/2221490817961637293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/2221490817961637293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/trip-to-new-york.html' title='The Trip To New York①'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4vYPwx19GI/AAAAAAAAACk/RBmEL_cOcgw/s72-c/SFO_at_night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-6023972174143666171</id><published>2008-01-10T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:18.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4athQx19FI/AAAAAAAAACc/CBDBSnInZxQ/s1600-h/n640257158_276716_4242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153997610523423826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4athQx19FI/AAAAAAAAACc/CBDBSnInZxQ/s200/n640257158_276716_4242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;On Christmas day, I was invited Christmas party. Before the part, my friend and I went to the beach called Lands End. It’s located in northern &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:city&gt;, so I could see &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Golden Gate&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Bridge&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; from there. While I was walking, I saw many kinds of dogs, and some of them weren’t on leash. Though this is a rare scene in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Japan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, it’s not special one in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;America&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. One of the reasons dog owners can let their dogs take a walk with no leash is that those dogs are accustomed to people because they had a lot of opportunities to see people when they were a little, so they are relatively friendly. I also saw this kind of scene in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I’ve got accustomed to it though I had a little culture shock in the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;After the beach, I played video game with the friend. We played baseball one to start with, and succor one afterwards. Needless to say, I was defeated million times. Next time, I will beat him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;My friend and I went to the house held the party by his car. I met many people in the party, and ate amazing dishes as well. After dinner, we played a gesture game. We were divided into four teams. The representative players from each teams picked up a cards which is written their gesture’s topic on it, and on based on the topic, the players gestured. The team which can answer the most is the winner. One of the people was holding a baby. Babies are cute but at the same time, a mysterious existence for me because they have weird face like alien. I had great time on Christmas day, and the last year’s Christmas was something little bit special for me because I’ve become a Christian since I came to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, so it’s first time Christmas as a Christian. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-6023972174143666171?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/6023972174143666171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=6023972174143666171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/6023972174143666171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/6023972174143666171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R4athQx19FI/AAAAAAAAACc/CBDBSnInZxQ/s72-c/n640257158_276716_4242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-9081947943073621974</id><published>2007-12-31T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:19.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R3mXgQx19EI/AAAAAAAAACU/HnpUvzomAGE/s1600-h/DSC02486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150314229390505026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R3mXgQx19EI/AAAAAAAAACU/HnpUvzomAGE/s200/DSC02486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;　　　I finished all of my final exams in December 22nd. There were five ones, and the hardest one was biological anthropology one. In the class, I had five periodic exams through the semester, and I had the final one after two weeks later of the last periodic one. It covered all of the content of the periodic ones, so I had to go over everything I studied in two weeks. The series of final exams were very hard and was challengeable but I had valuable time and will make it better when I take next one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-9081947943073621974?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/9081947943073621974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=9081947943073621974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9081947943073621974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9081947943073621974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-exam.html' title='Final Exam'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R3mXgQx19EI/AAAAAAAAACU/HnpUvzomAGE/s72-c/DSC02486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-548966998548669967</id><published>2007-11-25T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:19.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R0nu_K5OndI/AAAAAAAAACM/bs9_hTdsSQE/s1600-h/DSC00726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136899619016318418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R0nu_K5OndI/AAAAAAAAACM/bs9_hTdsSQE/s200/DSC00726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;I’m taking thanksgiving break, November 17&lt;sup&gt;th &lt;/sup&gt;through 24&lt;sup&gt;th, &lt;/sup&gt;so I’m enjoying this great long break. This weekly long break is for my university, maybe other schools as well. American people usually take 4 days thanksgiving break, from November 22nd which is Thanksgiving Day, 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; , 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; is not holiday though many people take a work off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;On Thursday 22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, I had a thanksgiving party. My friend invited me. The host family of the party is living near &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pacific Ocean&lt;/st1:place&gt;, so on the way to go to there, I could see the beautiful blue sea from the car. After biting some snacks, some of us went to park to break a sweat, playing football. It was breathtaking in the beginning but more and more I got tired. My team was defeated unfortunately. After football, we ate great thanksgiving food. Though they were a full of variety and all were delicious, turkey was the best. Finally we went to sea. It’s a little bit cold but beautiful. The water of the sea is cold through the year, so even summer it’s difficult to swim. Since I was born and brought up in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Nara&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; which is inland prefecture, so there is no sea, sea is still something rare for me. Anyway, I had good time during thanksgiving break. From tomorrow, school will restart, so I have to keep good health for class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-548966998548669967?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/548966998548669967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=548966998548669967&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/548966998548669967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/548966998548669967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/R0nu_K5OndI/AAAAAAAAACM/bs9_hTdsSQE/s72-c/DSC00726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-8398940542012781967</id><published>2007-11-12T12:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:19.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raiders Footaball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rzi_ZWztEBI/AAAAAAAAACE/Vhmy19ILsKc/s1600-h/Picture+498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132062217728757778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rzi_ZWztEBI/AAAAAAAAACE/Vhmy19ILsKc/s200/Picture+498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century;"&gt;Well, I have had various events since then but this time I’d like to write about NFL football game. Yesterday I saw it at McAfee coliseum in &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Oakland&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; with friend and acquaintance. The acquaintance’s friend has had yearly ticket of Oakland Raiders and like football so much, so we decided to see raiders game together. As the method of going to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Oakland&lt;/st1:city&gt; from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;San Francisco&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, we used a train called Bart which is relatively cleaner than Muni. In the train, I saw some Raiders fun wearing black clothes which is raider’s team color. It took about 45 minutes to get to there. The weather was clear. There was almost no cloud in the sky. Sea gulls were flying above the coliseum. It was my first time to see pro football game in my life, so I was very excited. My seat was behind of the end zone which is a kind of goal for football. The game was Oakland Raiders versus Chicago Bears. Since both of teams were in last place which means almost same percentage of wins, I was looking forward to the victory of Raiders in the beginning. As Raiders player kicked the ball, the game started. Both of the team had good defense, so the game reached a deadlock in 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; quarter. As of the halfway, both of them got 3 points. There was a show during the half time rest. Marching band was playing with marching in the center of the field and cheer leaders were dancing in front of us. My attention was almost on cheer leaders because their dance was really cute and amazing. After starting 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; quarter, Bears got two touchdowns. One is from very long pass, and the other is from raider’s mistake. Finally Raiders was defeated 19 to 3. We regretted the result but the day had had something sperical for us because we met after ling separation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-8398940542012781967?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/8398940542012781967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=8398940542012781967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8398940542012781967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8398940542012781967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/11/raiders-footaball-game.html' title='Raiders Footaball Game'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rzi_ZWztEBI/AAAAAAAAACE/Vhmy19ILsKc/s72-c/Picture+498.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-9084549284905590019</id><published>2007-10-07T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:19.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Mary’s Cathedral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rwm-vzUuu4I/AAAAAAAAABs/-kQuq1W0pOc/s1600-h/Picture+450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118832179923565442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rwm-vzUuu4I/AAAAAAAAABs/-kQuq1W0pOc/s200/Picture+450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After going to City Hall, I went to St. Mary’s Cathedral. St. Mary’s Cathedral is one of the most famous cathedrals in the United States and it has very unique shape. Big meeting for Christian was holding inside. Something very beautiful was hanging on the ceiling, maybe crystal, and four long rectangular stained glasses were on its side walls. It was so impressive and mysterious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-9084549284905590019?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/9084549284905590019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=9084549284905590019&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9084549284905590019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9084549284905590019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/10/st-marys-cathedral.html' title='St. Mary’s Cathedral'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rwm-vzUuu4I/AAAAAAAAABs/-kQuq1W0pOc/s72-c/Picture+450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-4309688239175538097</id><published>2007-10-04T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:20.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RwSfUzUuu3I/AAAAAAAAABk/5GvXfrHmwbQ/s1600-h/Picture+447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117390256323083122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RwSfUzUuu3I/AAAAAAAAABk/5GvXfrHmwbQ/s200/Picture+447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;City Hall&lt;/span&gt; on September 17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I also went to St. Mary’s Cathedral and Japan town at the day. I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Muni&lt;/span&gt; to downtown and got off Civic Center station. There was farmer’s market on the way to there. Fresh vegetables and fruits had been selling. I saw some statues near the market and big building, City Hall behind them. The building was really beautiful and awesome. It was something I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; never seen. My tour book said it’s one of the most beautiful buildings in the United States. Some of the top part was painted in gold, so it can attract people’s attention. There were some and cultural buildings like War Memorial Opera House, Asian Art Museum and Louis M Davies Symphony Hall at a nearby site, so the place around City Hall must be culturally important place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-4309688239175538097?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/4309688239175538097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=4309688239175538097&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4309688239175538097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4309688239175538097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/10/city-hall.html' title='City Hall'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RwSfUzUuu3I/AAAAAAAAABk/5GvXfrHmwbQ/s72-c/Picture+447.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-4764757925307748599</id><published>2007-09-09T01:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:20.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Registration And Textbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RuOw7kAdmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/f9Q7nu78o5E/s1600-h/Picture+441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108120939692661378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RuOw7kAdmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/f9Q7nu78o5E/s200/Picture+441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m taking five classes this semester, English class for multilingual, Intro Macroeconomics analysis, Intro Biological anthropology which is for my GE class, two classes for PE Elementary Karate and Personal Defense. In terms of the unit, those classes are 12 units. I have some classes I wanted to take but I couldn’t because I missed priority registration, so I will take them in the next semester, Winter or Spring.&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I went to the bookstore to buy my textbook of this semester but unusual thing for Japanese happened. I picked the textbook for my Macroeconomic class up and went to cashier desk to pay the money but the staff said “one hundred twenty one seventy cents”. I though “What!?” $100 on one book!? I’d expected to pay much money for the textbook but it was a little beyond it. The book, however, is $100 worth, so I’ve got to learn English properly and get a knowledge related economics from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-4764757925307748599?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/4764757925307748599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=4764757925307748599&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4764757925307748599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/4764757925307748599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/09/registration-and-textbook.html' title='Registration And Textbook'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RuOw7kAdmoI/AAAAAAAAABU/f9Q7nu78o5E/s72-c/Picture+441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-123650205902814868</id><published>2007-09-02T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:20.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Have Three Roommates"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RvVke3_AAlI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ho99TZVTwQc/s1600-h/Picture+403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113103433536111186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RvVke3_AAlI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ho99TZVTwQc/s200/Picture+403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0mm 0mm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One of interesting thing for students studying abroad would be ” Housing”. I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been living at dorm on campus. I share my room with 3 people. Two of them are international student, from &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, and the other roommate is American. They are very nice guys. This is my first time to share a room with foreign student, so I hope I will have nice school life with them. There are 3 bedrooms in my room. We’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; been assigned the American and I share one bedroom and the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;roomma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/Rtujk0AdmnI/AAAAAAAAABM/9qKvDg2fUxs/s1600-h/Picture+427.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tes&lt;/span&gt; have their own bedrooms. The American guy is very tall, and he said he is 6.7 feet (204 centimeters tall)! He likes to play guitar, so I sometimes hear his musical performance in my room. The contract of our dorm is for a whole year, so I’m going to live for a year with them. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-123650205902814868?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/123650205902814868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=123650205902814868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/123650205902814868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/123650205902814868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-been-living-at-dorm-on-campus.html' title='&quot;I Have Three Roommates&quot;'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RvVke3_AAlI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ho99TZVTwQc/s72-c/Picture+403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-8119891438421581325</id><published>2007-08-29T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T17:49:23.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball Game</title><content type='html'>As one of international student’s activities, I went to see the baseball game on August 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, and about 15 of us were taking part in it. We left our campus for the baseball stadium called AT&amp;T Park at 4pm by a street car, and got to there around 5. The match was between San Francisco Giants and Milwaukee Brewers. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barry&lt;/span&gt; Bonds who is famous baseball player of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MLB&lt;/span&gt; plays in Giants, so I expected to see his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;home run&lt;/span&gt;. My seat was behind the home base; it’s a place batters stand to get hold of the ball. In the beginning of the game, most of Giants’ players successively hit or got on base and got 4 points, so everyone in the stadium &lt;strong&gt;got excited&lt;/strong&gt;! Both of the teams got 2 points in the middle, and finally Giants beat the opposing team 6-2!! Unfortunately I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; see Bond’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;home run&lt;/span&gt; in the game but I had a great time.&lt;object width="196" height="168" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b9f3a1607a3f2afe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9f3a1607a3f2afe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76D9E0AD1165787CCE7126E84D4F45E2E1945120.4005FF64621E1BD43B5597D318BC0FBBE0B0E5B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9f3a1607a3f2afe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgbOILWUtw8fHpjuoGZ-iSCl9B_w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="196" height="168" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db9f3a1607a3f2afe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331398443%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D76D9E0AD1165787CCE7126E84D4F45E2E1945120.4005FF64621E1BD43B5597D318BC0FBBE0B0E5B6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db9f3a1607a3f2afe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgbOILWUtw8fHpjuoGZ-iSCl9B_w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-8119891438421581325?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/8119891438421581325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=8119891438421581325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8119891438421581325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/8119891438421581325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/08/baseball-game.html' title='Baseball Game'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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-3951684346208773991.post-9114387015005102066</id><published>2007-08-27T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:21.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping And Orientation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMy20AdmlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0pdro-tSZNw/s1600-h/Picture+373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103478719995812434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="170" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMy20AdmlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0pdro-tSZNw/s200/Picture+373.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;August 18th and 19th, I went to downtown of SF to buy necessary goods for living. I took the streetcar called “Muni” to there. On the way to the nearest Muni station from the campus, I passed through a wide quadrangle. It was nice place that some of the grounds have grass, so I was impressed. I haven’t seen the stuff like this in Japan. I took M line, and got off Powell station. After I hung out around Powell Street, I found a good store called “Ross” At the store, I bought cheap kitchenware like frying pan, source pan, ladle and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a series of orientations for international student on August 20th through 24th. They ware for housing, class, transportation and so on and so informative. The nationality of attendants was full of variety. They were like Taiwan, Japan, Germany, China, Spain, India, Saudi and even Canada! Portland State University I’d studied at before had a lot of international students from Asia though SFSU have students from the other countries. So I have an opportunity to talk to people from around the world on campus, and learn various kind English!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-9114387015005102066?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/9114387015005102066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=9114387015005102066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9114387015005102066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/9114387015005102066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/08/shopping-and-orientation.html' title='Shopping And Orientation'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMy20AdmlI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0pdro-tSZNw/s72-c/Picture+373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3951684346208773991.post-7461225194566927122</id><published>2007-08-23T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:26:34.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival in San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMyJEAdmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RMaQ_E-gQbE/s1600-h/Picture+367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103477934016797250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMyJEAdmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RMaQ_E-gQbE/s200/Picture+367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kansai&lt;/span&gt; airport on August 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; for flying to San Francisco to study abroad. My family and aunt also went to there to see me off. My father took me to there by his car, and on the way to there, I was little bit sad because I was not going to meet my friends and family for a whole year. As soon as I got to there, I switched over my feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I flew to San Francisco via Seoul, Korea, and arrived at the airport of San Francisco around 11am. I picked my baggage up, and went out of there. When I went outside, I thought “&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it’s cold&lt;/span&gt;!” The mean temperature was 17 °C at the day. The weather was colder than I expected. I went to San Francisco State University to check in the dorm I was going to stay by taxi. Since the campus was little complicated and I had lack of a sense of direction, I lost my way some times but woman looked like student of there walked me to the dorm. I was glad because I felt the kindness of the people of San Francisco. My study at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SFSU&lt;/span&gt; began.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3951684346208773991-7461225194566927122?l=masagucci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/feeds/7461225194566927122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3951684346208773991&amp;postID=7461225194566927122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/7461225194566927122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3951684346208773991/posts/default/7461225194566927122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://masagucci.blogspot.com/2007/08/arrival-in-san-francisco.html' title='Arrival in San Francisco'/><author><name>Masa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11957423568261166500</uri><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ucv4yw-eNrQ/RtMyJEAdmkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RMaQ_E-gQbE/s72-c/Picture+367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
