<?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-10359325</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:25:51.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>moleapu</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359325.post-111041938596035835</id><published>2005-03-09T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T17:49:45.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lift</title><content type='html'>"could you give me a lift to my school tomorrow" MOLE(nick name of my girlfriend) said . what a suprise since i haven't spoken to her for a long time . the folowing that day i went her house with happiness and somewhat indifference because i had thought how  to start our conversation . i waitted for in the other side of the street a for a while . after ten munites waitting she came out of her house whith a new look , she didn't change anything except herhair's style which beacme my reason to begin talking to her . " you look very nice with a new hair " i said . While we were talking i felt really serene because i could hear my heart beatting every her single word , the  warm suddenly came up between us , that time i realized that i still loved her even more than that love used to be . however that time would never longer , in front of my sight was her school which made me a bit sad . Any way that was really great time for us eventhough i knew ii would a long time more to see her again .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-111041938596035835?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/111041938596035835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=111041938596035835' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/111041938596035835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/111041938596035835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/03/lift.html' title='A lift'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359325.post-110955462830926882</id><published>2005-02-27T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:37:08.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom</title><content type='html'>Since the day i decided to study in America , i haven't been freedom so far , i meant i could not go out for a long time becasue when i got out of my house about one hour , my family would give me a call by then . And they ussally  nagged me " you never stay in for whole day " it's true becasue i got used to living alone and doing whatever i wanted .&lt;br /&gt;I remember i had been hanging out every day since i just got back to Vietnam . Perhaps they thought i was going to have a short holiday that's why they let me freedom as much as i wanted&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was relly fed up with my mobilephone because i've been in for almost a week before . But i just went out to see my friends and my family gave me a call immediately . i was forced to give up the meeting and came back home as they said . when i got home i realized that telephone was rubbish so i threw it away . Now no one in my family can make a contact with me do i think i have a freedom forever .......hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110955462830926882?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110955462830926882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110955462830926882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110955462830926882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110955462830926882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/freedom.html' title='Freedom'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110929415613031760</id><published>2005-02-24T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T17:15:56.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The commom subject is still English</title><content type='html'>Twelve years ago, I started to study English;However the folowing that year , I stopped studying English to study other subject. Four years later , I studied English again , but I didn't like to study it any more. Since that time, I loved to study math, physics, chemistry. I knew that English was very important for my future, I can get a goob job if I 'm good at English but I can't love it. I don't like to learn English, so it is very hard to study English. I always forget the things I have just studied an hour . It makes me crazy and I hate myself. How can I love it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110929415613031760?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110929415613031760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110929415613031760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110929415613031760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110929415613031760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/commom-subject-is-still-english.html' title='The commom subject is still English'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10359325.post-110920871379695774</id><published>2005-02-23T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T17:31:53.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My close friends</title><content type='html'>I have two close friends and they are both girls. They have the same name:  one is Hanh Dung and one is Thuy Dung . They are different from each other and from me but we are the best team. Hanh Dung is shortand thin; she has a sunburnt skin and very gentle. Thuy Dung is higher and fatter; she has a white skin and very active. When I have trouble with my feeling, I just call to Hanh Dung and then, I will feel better. When I bores , sad, I call to Thuy Dung and she will make me smile with her joke. They are my close friend. I can't go anywhere without them. My friends, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110920871379695774?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110920871379695774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110920871379695774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110920871379695774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110920871379695774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-close-friends.html' title='My close friends'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110908256312544747</id><published>2005-02-22T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T06:29:23.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my suffering</title><content type='html'>The way to mention my suffering is complicated , even no one can sypathize with me because no one can help me , just on my own to solve the problem that is my girlfriend . I know love is the most sophisticated in the world , and if some one is in love , in fact they will be got a trouble by splitting up with their girlfriends sometimes ana it's happened to me , i've just discovered that my baby has been fallen in love with another boy because as she said  she had felt too many times alone while i had been hanging out with my friends . In that case it was my foul . i couldn't blame her , so just let her go with her new boyfriend and infer a necessary lesson that if you are in love with some one , you should try to sypathize your baby as much as possible .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110908256312544747?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110908256312544747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110908256312544747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110908256312544747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110908256312544747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-suffering.html' title='my suffering'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110869930128472232</id><published>2005-02-18T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T20:01:41.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasonal Affective Disorder</title><content type='html'>The weather affects all of us in some way. Everybody can have this problem. It affects om women more than men with the age between 20-40. It has two forms. Some people have a mild form while others have a severe form. People often get in trouble in winter, but they feel fine when spring comes. Changes in weather, in winter, affect on our behavior mainly because of the lack of bright sunlight. Althought it is less common, some people suffer S.A.D from summer because of intense heat and humidity. People who has suffered have the symptom include nervousness, agitation, spleeplessness, and lost of appetite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110869930128472232?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110869930128472232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110869930128472232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869930128472232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869930128472232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/seasonal-affective-disorder.html' title='Seasonal Affective Disorder'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110869944791765475</id><published>2005-02-17T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T20:04:07.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Eve</title><content type='html'>Today is New Year Eve. In my country, people often go to temple in order to have a good luck in new year. I am a Christian, so I go to church wishing peace and wealth would be on my family. In all families in my country, we gather together at twelve P.M to have meal to greet new year and give the best greeting to each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110869944791765475?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110869944791765475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110869944791765475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869944791765475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869944791765475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-year-eve.html' title='New Year Eve'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110869019019752041</id><published>2005-02-17T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:29:50.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no hanging out anymore</title><content type='html'>i just met up them ten days ago who used to be in the same primary school as me . Even though We haven't seen for almost ten years after leaving that school , i could recognize some of their faces . And i also knew some of them have been abroad for a while . we did a lot of hanging out together , drinking , eating ,...ect . Finally its time has come , the day they have to get back for their responsibility in foreign countries . Today , they are going to fly but i'm not there to see them off . Because i have a test , i can not go . I'm actually really mixed feeling even though we have just been together for somewhat time .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110869019019752041?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110869019019752041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110869019019752041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869019019752041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869019019752041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-hanging-out-anymore.html' title='no hanging out anymore'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110860509616417266</id><published>2005-02-16T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T17:51:36.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>between a couple of ways</title><content type='html'>They have been in lve for almost two years , M and V ( not given named ) . M is my best friend who used to be in the same class as me in high school , M and I have a lot of common and we know each other very well . He is kind and polite but one day he came over to my house to admit that at this moment he's fallen in love with a couple of girlfriends . And the problem started he'd been in love with V for almost one year before he met T . Because he told me M felt V was indifference with him , and occasionally when He and V met up each other with argument . About T , even though He has been in love with her , he doesn't really love her . In fact he does love V .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately , one day , M and V bumped into T when they were together in night club, and T was alone . And he also knew T and V were a friend . The folowing that day , three of them haven't met up again . But He knew that he jsut could choose neither V or T . eventually , he's chosen no one of them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some one who is out of that complicated relationship , and to think about everything is going on around you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110860509616417266?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110860509616417266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110860509616417266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110860509616417266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110860509616417266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/between-couple-of-ways.html' title='between a couple of ways'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110851848456471250</id><published>2005-02-15T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:48:04.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>English and English and English</title><content type='html'>Honestly , i'm getting bored of writting journal because i don't know what to write , i have no topic , nothing to tell . I'm also fed up with English , i used to think it's supposed to be a nice language . Indeed , i've been thinking it's a nice language only to speak , to listen , because if u want to speak or to listen , that will be much easier than writting or reading . The matter is in reading and writting , there are too many technical words that may make you misunderstand .&lt;br /&gt;However , I admit that sometimes i did like English , becasue i could understand what the english speaker talked to me , there were some fun in communication with English speakers . that's also a time to relax , to have funs .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110851848456471250?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110851848456471250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110851848456471250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110851848456471250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110851848456471250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/english-and-english-and-english.html' title='English and English and English'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110851739421623817</id><published>2005-02-15T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:29:54.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110851739421623817?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110851739421623817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110851739421623817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110851739421623817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110851739421623817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110843228428551113</id><published>2005-02-14T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T17:51:24.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NIGHT , LAST NIGHT ??????</title><content type='html'>As human life , everybody should know that valetine is supposed to belong to someone who is in love with soneone else . However, yesterday i realized that it's not only for those people above  , it's also for the rest of people becasue on valetine's day every lover seems to be the best in their lover's eyes and yesterday was valetine's day but my best friend came over to my house with the bad reason that he'd just broken up with his girl friend . After having a long chat with him , we decided to hang out only two men . We went to a coffee shop and stayed there for a while . Suddenly we got a call from some friends of ours who used to be the same class as us in high school while we were still in coffee shop . When we met our friends including boys and girls , we had a lot of chat till late . By 11 pm , we decided to get to central to have some fun . We were popping around central and enjoying ourselves . I got home by midnight with happiness and the thought that valetine's day is nnot particular day for lovers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110843228428551113?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110843228428551113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110843228428551113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110843228428551113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110843228428551113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/good-night-last-night.html' title='GOOD NIGHT , LAST NIGHT ??????'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110843054820853965</id><published>2005-02-14T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T17:22:28.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>va</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110843054820853965?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110843054820853965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110843054820853965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110843054820853965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110843054820853965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/va.html' title='va'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110869140104005388</id><published>2005-02-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:50:01.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is map ?</title><content type='html'>We always think maps can be useful and fun, and that's easy finding how to get from point A to point B. For example  you're looking for "hotels on Nguyen Trai street ." With Maps you'll see nearby hotels plotted right on it . The map will show up everything what you are looking for - even when you are lost in the forest , just to look up the maps that's the best thing to do  .Or get step-by-step directions to where you're headed . On the other hand , you can use the maps as a tour guide , that will be more exciting when you find out some interesting places on your own .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110869140104005388?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110869140104005388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110869140104005388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869140104005388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110869140104005388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-is-map_04.html' title='what is map ?'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110713582937129201</id><published>2005-01-30T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T17:43:49.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what will you choose between being a idler or being hardworking person ?</title><content type='html'>That 's big quesion for everyboday . In fact when you are asked by that , you are supposed to say " i like being a idler , if i can " . And now it's my turn to answer that question , to be honest i do really like being like that . In those days , i realized that i had been unusefull for being a member of my family . I knew i did help nothing for my family , sometimes i seemed to squander my family money although i didn't want to do that . But why everything didn't happen after  i knew .&lt;br /&gt;now my family already know what i did wrong when i was in uk  . That may be influenced for me going abroad any more . i really regret about that , if i had a time machine , i'd do a right thing . but any way , it aready happened . at this time i'm only waitting and waitting and waitting to see what's going on ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110713582937129201?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110713582937129201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110713582937129201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110713582937129201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110713582937129201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-will-you-choose-between-being.html' title='what will you choose between being a idler or being hardworking person ?'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110687652429660627</id><published>2005-01-27T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T17:42:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumped into some friends of mine on line </title><content type='html'>The story began from yesterday , i decided to stayed in after i hadn't been at home for a long time and i had been blamed by my mum , as well . So i think that decision was good eventhough being at home was a bit boring . however instead of the boring day , i went in internat and had some chat . luckily i saw some friends of mine on line who were in the same class as me in UK . we did a lof of chatting and we also shared what had been going on in our country . that's great time for me coz i haven't chatted , talked , seen them for ages .  In the other hand , i could spend more time studying . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110687652429660627?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110687652429660627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110687652429660627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110687652429660627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110687652429660627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/01/bumped-into-some-friends-of-mine-on.html' title='Bumped into some friends of mine on line '/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110683376780867782</id><published>2005-01-27T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T05:49:27.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back the way i used to be</title><content type='html'>Dear Alison .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third journal I’m gonna send to you is today I was really happy coz I gave you my homework , maybe I haven’t been studying for ages . And I also felt I enjoyed the class where I didn’t really like it , where I didn’t feel I was my place . however everything just used to be in the past ,  it’s changed so far . I can probably say I’ve been influenced by my class . But anyway I ‘ve seen what the matter is . Thanks for your care , I mean eventhough u just did treat me as some one in the class , u are really a good teacher .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110683376780867782?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110683376780867782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110683376780867782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110683376780867782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110683376780867782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/01/getting-back-way-i-used-to-be.html' title='Getting back the way i used to be'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110670223284300885</id><published>2005-01-25T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T17:17:12.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Dear Alison .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes everything is gonna be fine , but sometimes not as yesterday we were taught about how to identify the main idea without knowing every single word , however for me the problem is , it's not really easy to understand the word by ur method , is it ?. Because somewords i could not guess the meaning , some are alright . Besides i am thought some are like slangs  . Anyway , i knew i gotta get used to it . I think it's better to know all the words in a context , what do u think of it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regards&lt;br /&gt;have a good time , thanks a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110670223284300885?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110670223284300885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110670223284300885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110670223284300885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110670223284300885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/01/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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-10359325.post-110654959483633088</id><published>2005-01-23T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T22:53:14.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm looking for a way in writting and reading as well as possible </title><content type='html'>Dear Alison ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i wanna tell u is i'm not good at neither writting or reading , coz the problem is i do not find out the main ideas , to be precise , the thesis . I usually get confused while writting , coz eventhough i try to explain , to show up to the reader as long as i can , maybe that makes my essay get into confuse , i think . but anyway the most imporatnt thing in writting is to find out the thesis , to support ur opinion by the specific ideas as i know . Unforturnately , i do not have both of those things above . And about reading , i can just say not to have enough vocabulary , i think that's it , so just improve knowlege as many as possible . it's the most important , isn't  it ?what u think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10359325-110654959483633088?l=moleapu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/feeds/110654959483633088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10359325&amp;postID=110654959483633088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110654959483633088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10359325/posts/default/110654959483633088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moleapu.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-looking-for-way-in-writting-and.html' title='i&apos;m looking for a way in writting and reading as well as possible '/><author><name>mole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13012670988002446154</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></feed>
