<?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-8770013631238923510</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:26:04.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new life in Calgary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-8762626668781051429</id><published>2008-04-10T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T09:10:42.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night I had a terrible dream. I dreamt that I got a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;zero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;in my final presentation!!!  The reason was I didn't show up on time. At first, I was in a happy mood because we had a very very big party on campus. All the students in EAP were there eating and chatting. By the way, the food was paid by the university......  I was only a little late when I got there (only a little late). I saw Ivy, Helen, Jack, David... I put my bag beside them and then went to get some food. However, there were lots of people waiting to get food. It seemed only 5 or6 student were in the line, but I had wait more than half an hour. Jen was late too, and she kept accompany with me until I got my food. After we all got food, it was 12:00 (when I left Ivy, it was 10:00)!!! When I went back, I found that there were full of students and they sat around a big table in the party. Fortunately, Ivy kept a seat for me.(*^^*) But... as soon as I sat down, Ivy told me that the presentation had already begun!!!!!  I was so worried and looked at Jen. She told me my name was at the last of teacher's list. Then I turned back to Ivy, and asked her whether the teacher had called me. She said very very clearly "YES". I knew I was ruined...                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly the teachers (there were suddenly appeared three teachers and they were not EAP teachers) said:"this is the longest break, you can do whatever you want." Then I realized that this was the third break already and it was lunch time......   I took out my food, my classmates near me were very happy because their food had been eaten and they didn't need to go and get food again-- I got a lot of food...However, I didn't want to eat at all. I just sat and looked at something I didn't know...... (woke up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I always dreamt I was late for school, especially before a big exam. But fortunately, usually I can pass it if I dream that. I felt very tired when I woke up......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-8762626668781051429?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/8762626668781051429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=8762626668781051429' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8762626668781051429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8762626668781051429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-night-i-had-terrible-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-3035405398229999044</id><published>2008-04-09T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T18:37:17.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We've just finished our last class this semester but I don't feel very excited. On the contrary, my brain is blank at all. I don't know what to think even tomorrow I have a presentation. I even don't feel nervous because I'm too...... nervous. This semester is almost done. Whenever a semester is going to be done, I always feel a little excited because I can play a lot after the final exam. When I was in Grade 12, I had the same situation. There wasn't any class in one month before the university entrance exam. Though we went to class everyday like usual, we almost didn't study at all......  just like the situation now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I took  a nap as soon as I went home, I really don't know what to do. I don't want to think about the presentation, I don't want to think about the final exam...... I was like a ghost...  Then I took a shower to drive away the ghost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I'm afraid that my brain will become blank again. If so, I will fail the exam.  frustrated......  I can't think more about the school....   I think I need a sleep...   I wish tomorrow is another sunny day!!  Hurry up!!  Hurry up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-3035405398229999044?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/3035405398229999044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=3035405398229999044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3035405398229999044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3035405398229999044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/04/weve-just-finished-our-last-class-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-519246376549828240</id><published>2008-04-07T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:49:04.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My family have already been here for one month. Time goes so fast!! The day I came here seems just like yesterday. Everything seems so usual that I even don't feel I'm in a foreign country. When I took c-train this morning, I suddenly found that there are many people with different color eyes. If I was in China now, I must feel so strange and uncomfortable. However, almost nothing makes me feel like a foreigner now. I think I can get used to the new environment during this year. Sometimes when I think about that I have been here for one year, I miss my friends and relatives in China very much.  During this year, the most question I have heard should be "do you like it here" or "what do you think of Canada". My answers are always "Yes, I like it".  In fact, I don't like the environment here at first because I miss my hometown so much. But during the daily life, I like here more and more. Maybe because of the studying, I have less time to think about other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our lovely teacher came back. We are all very very happy!! He also brought us shirts. I thought he would bring us some little things. haha  But there are only a few days left before the final exam. It always makes me upset when I think about the final exam. I can't believe the writing exam comes this Friday. I'm also worried whether I can pass the exam. It makes more and more nervous. I wish I can finish it as soon as possible......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-519246376549828240?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/519246376549828240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=519246376549828240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/519246376549828240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/519246376549828240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-flies.html' title='Time flies'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-3729625116189149682</id><published>2008-03-30T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:04:18.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;We had a second pizza party since we came here. This pizza party was much better than last one because we had some special performance......   Our teachers played guitar and sang songs!!  We really enjoyed it last Thursday. Last time some students even didn't want to come because we just ate some pizza. Maybe this time, in order to let more students come, the teachers came up with the idea. And it did works, some students didn't want to come to the party at first, but when they hear that there would be some interesting performance, they changed their minds. hehe~~~  I like this party!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our writing will go to New York next week, so we have to have another teacher teach our writing. I'm sure that all of us will miss him very much. He is very nice and patient. There are only two weeks left before the final exam. I really want him to stay with us. Maybe we will study harder if he brings us some gifts after he comes back. (*^__^*)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not busy while I'm working, and that makes me feel lucky today. Time goes so fast, so I don't feel very tired after working. I even almost forgot the finishing time~~~~. However, I don't want to work next Saturday because there will be a lot of projects to work --   I want to finish this program as soon as possible so that I can start my subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-3729625116189149682?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/3729625116189149682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=3729625116189149682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3729625116189149682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3729625116189149682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-had-second-pizza-party-since-we-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-5010324176823256262</id><published>2008-03-19T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T21:50:48.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yesterday I went to play squash with friends again. I had never played squash before last Friday. We planned to play badminton last Friday, however there was no enough room for us. Then Felix  suggested to play squash. None of we three girls had ever play that game. We didn't want to just go home because we there was no room to play badminton, so we decided to try something new. We rented some rackets and began to play. Felix taught us how to play it. Squash isn't difficult to know the roles, but it doesn't easy to manage the ball. Though we only played less than thirty minutes, we did have a lot of fun. So we decided to play it again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played it yesterday after school. I stayed at school to wait the students in the other class instead of going home. This time we played 45min with two balls~~   We made one ball up to the ceiling in twenty minutes, and the other one went to the ceiling when we were going to finished playing. When I got up this morning, I found that my legs were really hurt .  But I still want to play it  :)   I didn't use to do much sports in China except swimming. Because the school was hard, I even seldom went to swim in Grade 12. I think the life in university here will be more interesting than those in China. I didn't find much interests before and I complained about with my friends. But now we took turns. They always complain that it's boring in universities, and I told them how much fun I have here. hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every where is interesting if you want interests.&lt;/span&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/8770013631238923510-5010324176823256262?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/5010324176823256262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=5010324176823256262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/5010324176823256262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/5010324176823256262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday-i-went-to-play-squash-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4074560409659747459</id><published>2008-03-12T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T09:30:33.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;This week seems very easy. There's no much homework and papers and I even feel a little boring. I had held a book in the center public library, but the book is still not available since about two weeks! I planned to go to the library to ask whether there is something wrong with my card of something else. However, I've just heard that we could register this spring and summer semester to begin the study at this university. So I was busy about going to Service Stop to ask what I should to register. Finally it becomes easier that I thought before, and I'm going to register on line with my friend's help today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm very excited because I've studied English for 8 months after this April and I really desire to learn something else. All my friends in China have begun to study high level mathematic and they said there's much more fun than that in high school. I thought I couldn't begin the study until this September, so I had thought a lot about what I would do during May  to September. It seemed more boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I also want to change a job after this May. I have worked in the same place for more than five months. Though I had changed my position in my work place this year, it still seem a little boring and there's no more challenge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Last night I talked about that with my friends on line and they were happy I finally could go to university. I think it would be a new beginning, and I can meet more different people. I like enjoying my life......&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/8770013631238923510-4074560409659747459?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4074560409659747459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4074560409659747459' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4074560409659747459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4074560409659747459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-week-seems-very-easy.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-3023523581499834261</id><published>2008-03-05T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:49:39.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today I listened to a lecture with a friend. I felt very excited because the lecture I chose is Psychology!!  I had never thought about learn anything about Psychology before I searched the courses.  I always thought that  psychology is very difficult and I'm a little scared of psychologist because they may what I'm thinking right now. So before I listened the lecture, I was afraid that I could not understand the professor. But after I went to the classroom, it became not that scared. I chatted with my friend so that I could not be so nervous. The professor spoke so fast that I could not follow him at first. Later I could follow some of his speech because he had a ppt of outline and the topic became really interesting. This lecture talked about emotion, and it focus on facial expression. He let us see some videos on youtube. The video was about a series of questions to a man, and psychologist analyzed that the man was angry when he was asked a question, though he didn't admit he was angry. The clue was a very tiny change on his face. After we saw the video again, we found the tiny change!! There was another video which was about a suspect being asked whether he had stolen the money. Though he said he didn't steal any money, psychologists found clues on his mouth that proved he told lies. It really surprised me that how could they tell the truth just by watching the tiny movements on one's face!!  This lecture was really very interesting; however, I still don't want to change my mind. I still don't want to study psychology because I don't want to scare others..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-3023523581499834261?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/3023523581499834261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=3023523581499834261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3023523581499834261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3023523581499834261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-i-listened-to-lecture-with-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4848975321867749578</id><published>2008-02-28T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:36:08.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It snows again. I like snow because it is very white and clean when it comes down. The snow makes the world more bright. I really like snowing when I was in China, especially big snowing. I remember that my high school classmates always asked our teacher to give us an activity class when there was a very big snow. Though there were many time that our teacher did not agree about that, there were also some time she did when she was very happy. Our teacher also like playing with us, but because we had to prepare the college entrance examination, she had to let us do more study. Once there was a very big snow, so we begged our teacher to let us play in the snow for a class. We were so lucky that she not only permitted it, but also gave us two classed to play in the snow. Maybe because she saw ours hard working, she gave us a chance to relax a little bit. We were very excited to play in the snow. We made snowballs to hit others. Our girls tried to make some boys fall down because we were always the ones who fell down. Some girls decided to attacked a boy by a circle, but they still did't win~~~. But anyway, we all had fun even most of us fell down again :-)     Oh, I almost forget on thing. Our teacher had been a athlete in her college, so she was the "main force" in the girl team。。。  I like snowning and playing in snow  ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4848975321867749578?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4848975321867749578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4848975321867749578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4848975321867749578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4848975321867749578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-snows-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4353959230195838859</id><published>2008-02-27T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T21:41:38.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the first blog after the mid-term. This mid-term is harder than I thought before. It seems much easier too pass the exams last semester than this time. I didn't do well this time, and it did make me a little sad. But it always the result, the reality, no matter what it is, I have to face it, face it with an positive attitude. I also realized that I had wasted a lot of time on doing something else. I almost did nothing about learning English except some important homework. I enjoyed myself in searching the Internet, playing computer games and chatting with friends on the phone. Because the time could not come back, I could only consider that time as a encouragement for myself. ~~&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I have to study much harder than before in order to pass the final exam. But I still wish that the teachers would make the exams easier so that I could go through it. o(∩_∩)o...&lt;br /&gt;This week is not very busy, and I have to do some other homework as soon as possible. I don't want to finish my homework in a hurry again.197  Mybe this not very busy week can make me to adjust to the new beginning. Hurry up! Hurry up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4353959230195838859?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4353959230195838859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4353959230195838859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4353959230195838859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4353959230195838859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-first-blog-after-mid-term.html' title=''/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-2903249097850657439</id><published>2008-02-06T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T23:14:41.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Today is Chinese New Year. It's the biggest festival in China. Chinese people get together with thier families. No matter where they are, they will try their best to go home to celebrate it with family. The troditional way to celebrate the New Year is cooking and having dumplings, watching the celebration on CCTV and making many beartiful fires. This is the first New Year that I spend out of China. But I still want to celebrate it just like I was in China. I got up at 5pm this morning, because it was 8pm in China, and the celebration on CCTV began at that time. My mom and I were making dumplings while we were watching the celebration on line. We used to celebrated the New Year in my grandpa's house with my uncles, aunts and my cusions. We talked and laughed when we watched TV. Usually the work of making dumplings belongs to my mom, my aunts and my grandma, so my Dad,uncles, my cusions and I just play anything we want. When the clock clicked 12 times, the biggest time came. We began to say "Happy New Year" to higher generations, and we could also recive some money from them. The money means that we will be healthy and happy next year.Then we could go outside to make many beautiful and large fires. After we felt tired about that, dumplings would be ready. To eat dumplings at 12am at the New Year ialso means lucky. This New year seems a little boring because we could not celebrate it with relatives in China, but what the begining likes in a new years means what it will be in the next year. So I have to be happy the whole day. haha~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year to every Chinese people!&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/8770013631238923510-2903249097850657439?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/2903249097850657439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=2903249097850657439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2903249097850657439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2903249097850657439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year !'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4311590145728150338</id><published>2008-02-03T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:57:46.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Performance in Chinatown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My family went to Chinatown on Saterday to see the performance to celebrate the coming of Chinese new year. We are a little because we had to go there after I finished my woke, actually it was only one hour left when we got there. However, it still very amazing at the last hour. There was a small market to sell all kinds of Chinese troditional stuffs, and it seemed like we were really in a market in China. During the last hour, there were someone singing, dancing,etc. There were 9 little girls perfoming a dance called Hua Mu Lan. I think they are less than 10 years old, but they really worked very hard. Though some of them even fell down during the dance, they are still very beautiful and lovely. The last performance, which I like the most, is a team of Chinese kong fu. The name of their kong fu is Ming Zong Luo Han Quan. This was the first that I saw someone play kongfu so close. It was so amazing  that I couldnot help cheering for them. There are two or three of them played very well, and I think that they must begin learn kongfu when they very very yong.When I was in my high school, there was a girl could also play another kind of kongfu. But I only saw her performance through TV. I also found that there are really some difference between this two kinds of kongfu. I was really very very exciting!!  There are not only Chinese men in the team, but also woman, foreigners, and kids. Although some of them couldn't performance so very, they still showed their strong spirit. I found I really like Chinese kongfu from that day, but noly see someone play,never do it on myself~~ ^_^&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/8770013631238923510-4311590145728150338?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4311590145728150338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4311590145728150338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4311590145728150338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4311590145728150338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/02/performance-in-chinatown.html' title='The Performance in Chinatown'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4205202044842324768</id><published>2008-01-27T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:19:55.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time to skate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Last Saturday I went to skate with my classmates at U of C. That was my first time to skate in Canada. There were a lot of people. I was a little scared, but I felt a little lucky because there was a boy who did not know how to skate either. I went to skate with him. Both of us used something to prevent us falling down. Though we skated very slow and could not experience others' fun, we also had fun in our way. We talked a lot and saw others falling down,:-). There were someone who really skated very well and it was also fun to look at them. There was a hocky game that night, so there were more people than usual. There were also some cheeres during that night. Actually I went there as soon as I finished my work, and it took me more than half an hour to get there. I felt very tired after a six-hours work every, and I had thought to call my classmate that I would not come because I wanted to have a rest. However, I don't know why I didn't call, and I'm so glad now that I didn't call my classmate that time. Because I really had fun that night.113. I think there some pity. I hadn't skate without the stuff which protected to not fall, and that made feel a little boring, but I really scared to fall down. Sometime I think maybe falling down can make skating more funny. Maybe I won't scare to skate any more after I falling down some times  o(∩_∩)o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4205202044842324768?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4205202044842324768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4205202044842324768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4205202044842324768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4205202044842324768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-time-to-skate.html' title='First time to skate'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-3759807365648992612</id><published>2008-01-17T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:56:08.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first blog of the new semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Today we're supposed to write new blog with the topic of the best way to learn a foreign language (in my own opinion, this topic is a little boring,because we always discuss this topic ~~~   just for fun). I think it should a combination of studying in class and out of class. Study in class can make us learn more academic language, and do much help in our other programs' study. Also it is a more effective way to communicate with others. However, only study in class is not enough.We need fresh air! Then study out of class may make language more interesting. We can learn lots of stuff that the text books don't have outside. I think communication is a very effective to improve language learning skills.Anyway, textbooks are boring more or less, on the contrary, making friends and communicate with others can make us feel more comfortable and more interested in learning foreign language. Like this winter holidays, though I didn't go to school, I didn't feel that my English didn't improve. I had more chance to chat with my workmates while I'm working, and that did help to my English. I feel happy and English doesn't seem that boring as before. Anyway, Language is just a tool to get information and show our expressions,which is based on some system study in class, if you want to make your conversation more effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-3759807365648992612?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/3759807365648992612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=3759807365648992612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3759807365648992612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3759807365648992612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-blog-of-new-semester.html' title='The first blog of the new semester'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-7480586165669058294</id><published>2007-12-16T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T17:07:15.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my workplace,Safeway,had a Christmas Party at a bar near there. The party began at 5pm. I went there after my work at 6pm. This is my first time to go to a bar. It made me a little exciting at first, but then I found it was a little boring. There were few people I know,and many people I saw before but not very familiar. I planned to go with two other Chinese ladies.But another lady who is very friendly to me at work came as soon as I got on my clothes.Then I decided to keep company with her. After her coming, she treated me a beer. Then we talked, laughed, and took pictures. This time I felt very interesting. I took many pictures with my colleague and talked much. I  knew more about them then before. Maybe because the alcohol,I can communicate with them more fluently. We drank,ate and talked till 11pm.Anyway, it was better than I thought......  &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;ocument.write('      ');&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-7480586165669058294?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/7480586165669058294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=7480586165669058294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/7480586165669058294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/7480586165669058294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-party.html' title='The Christmas Party'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-8458227184467478565</id><published>2007-12-12T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:37:56.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Finally, we finished.Yesterday is my final day in this semester.What's more, it's my final workday on campus as well!  How excited I am!!  To tell the truth, I really like the job on campus and I can work there next semester if I just send them an e-mail.However,I heard that our homework next is crazy.So I have to give up this job. I was excited yesterday because not only it was the final day, but my supervisor give me a greeting card! This is my first greeting card in Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;She said she really liked working with me because of my optimistic approach to work. By the way, she won't work there too,because she had found a better job. I'll miss her.There were some days that only she and I worked there in night. We worked very well and she was very kind even I did something wrong. Anyway,we hardly work together again,and I hope that I will have that kindly colleague in the future when I find another job. Now I just take a big~~~ rest. hehe  I like holiday~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-8458227184467478565?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/8458227184467478565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=8458227184467478565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8458227184467478565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8458227184467478565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/12/take-rest.html' title='Take a rest'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4126469114274766212</id><published>2007-12-06T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:08:19.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last one !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is my last blog in the semester. How excited I am!  Today we had a small party to celebrate our last class in this semester. We brought our food from home or bought some desert in markets. All of them are very delicious~~. I brought some noodles which is made by my mom this morning, but at the end of the part, I had to bring some back home-- I had brought so much that there are still lots of noodles left, I was a little depressed~. Oh, we also took pictures! I like taking pictures with my friends, classmates and our teachers, though I rarely see myself in the pictures because I don't like myself in pictures, except those taken when I was very very little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Somehow I feel a little upset. In China, after the winter or summer holidays, I could still go to the same class with the same classmates. But now, I'm not sure we'll have the same classmates and teachers after the winter holiday. I think I've just begun to be used to the new environment, but I have to get a new beginning soon. I hope that nothing will change but the text books after this winter holiday......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4126469114274766212?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4126469114274766212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4126469114274766212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4126469114274766212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4126469114274766212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-one.html' title='The last one !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-5762930596439657624</id><published>2007-12-05T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:59:32.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;I still have two blogs to write, but I don't know what to say. I just study and work these days and haven't do anything special. I think a special thing happened recently could be our presentation. This time we tried a way to present. In the last presentation in the mid-term, we divided into 10 groups, and we planned to have 5 groups presented each day. By the way, we used powerpoint last time and one group just needed to present one time. However, this time, though we also  divided into 10 groups, we used posters, and we had 10 people presented together! One of a group stood beside their poster, the other can walk around the classroom to have presentation from others'. In that case, we had to present more than once, and most of us had presented for three or four times. After the presentation, we are all tired, but anyway, we had practised some times before our instructor came to listen our presentations. I like this kind of new presentation. First, I haven't seen this kind of presentation,it's a little exciting. Second, we prepared much for it,like designing and drawing our posters. Third, we can really have fun when we have others' presentations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-5762930596439657624?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/5762930596439657624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=5762930596439657624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/5762930596439657624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/5762930596439657624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/12/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-2207867555925455506</id><published>2007-12-03T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:23:56.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;How time flies!!  I can't believe we only have one~~ week left! It seems I've just come to this programme. This would be an exciting week, but also a little busy. Actually, last week was the most busy week. We had lots of work to do. However, I went through it finally, unbelievable~ We are going to finish our term, every time I think about this, I will ask myself: is that true? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;As usually, I can't help thinking about how to spend my holiday. In fact, I had delayed this kind of thinking for about half a month. On one hand, I was so busy to think about it because of the class and my part time job. On the  other hand, the winter holiday here is so...so...so...short!!! In China, we have a very very big holiday during the winter because of the traditional festival. Then I would go out with my friends. I like winter because I had a lot of fun and memory in winter. And recently I found that  the smell here is a little like the smell in my hometown~~     hehe    Winter is always cold but has a lot of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-2207867555925455506?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/2207867555925455506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=2207867555925455506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2207867555925455506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2207867555925455506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-week.html' title='The last week'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-6340829468474553992</id><published>2007-11-26T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T00:13:47.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My cellphone in Calgary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Last Friday I got my first cellphone in the new city.  I went to the Chinook Centre with Sharon after our class.  Actually, I just wanted to get some information about cellphone and have a walk with my friend. However, when I came to a salesman and told him that I wanted to buy a cellphone, he introduced me a student plan.  Then he kept talking and talking, and I don't know why I said yes when he asked me whether I want this kind of cellphone.  Maybe because this is my first time to buy something from a salesman, I don't know how to say no to him.  After that I signed a three-year contract and got a cellphone.  Anyway, I bought myself a cellphone.  I usually have no idea about which one to choose, most decisions are made by my parents.  But I came here, I found that I had to made many decisions by myself.  Though it is a little strange for me, but I really enjoy it.  I like planning my future by myself, I like making money and buy something I really like, and I also have to be responsible to me decisions. My friends often say I will never grow up like a adult. But I'm really growing up, anyway, better than them,hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-6340829468474553992?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/6340829468474553992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=6340829468474553992' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/6340829468474553992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/6340829468474553992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-cellphone-in-calgary.html' title='My cellphone in Calgary'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-2429536434375878129</id><published>2007-11-18T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:02:59.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho~~  ^-^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Another nice weekend is going to be finished. I have just finished my work today, and I'm very very sleep now. When I walked in my work place about 11pm today, it seemed like I would fell down on the floor at anytime. It's very lucky there was few customers because my brain couldn't control my action very well that time. I even couldn't remember how could I walk any more. You may wonder why could I write my blog if I'm so sleep. I was a little wake up when I signed out. And when I got home, I was still a little excited about my new bed~~~. I got my bed today!!! Ho ho ho~~~ Happy~~ I got my bed all by myself today and I spent the whole morning to do it. The place where I got my queen mattress is very far away from my home, so I had to rent a truck to take my mattress and me home. Today I got up at 8 o'clock, and it was very cold outside. Though I had put on my cold clothes, I still felt very cold. Anyway, I had been outside for about more then three hours. But I think it's worthy. Now I had a bigger bed, and there's room for my honey bear. hehe Maybe it is happier than me. Now I will sleep with my honey bear and have a nice dream~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Good night everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:webdings;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-2429536434375878129?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/2429536434375878129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=2429536434375878129' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2429536434375878129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2429536434375878129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho~~  ^-^'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-8320104453722327466</id><published>2007-11-15T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:17:18.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Today I was upset all day!!  First, I had an appointment with a man in the Immigration Service centre at 9 o'clock.   I got up a little late, so I got there at 9:05. I went to the main recipe station, and the woman said the man I wanted to meet was not there. So I had to wait for minutes (the woman told me so). But I had waited for twenty minutes! Then I asked the woman that whether the man would be there today, because I would be late for school if I left there too late. Then she phoned the man. Guess what, the man was in his office all the time, and I had waited outside for twenty minutes! Fortunately, I got a bus to c-train station after finishing the appointment, and got to school a little early. However, bad things always comes after the good things. I went the third floor in the education building where has some computers. I printed out my attending lecture project. Then, I forgot the time. When I realized the time, it was 10:32, my class began at 10:30. I run downstairs, and got into my classroom before the attendance. Things seemed not very bad till now. I went to work after the class, and worked an usual. The worst thing happened after I finished my work. I left my school bag in my work place~~~  And what's worse, the same thing had happened at the same day half a month ago! The same day, the same workers, and the same situation. The only difference is that last time I realized I  had made the big mistake as soon as I got on the c-train, and this time, I realized it before I went out the building. But it was still late. The door of my workplace was logged, and the supervisor was gone. I had to come there early tomorrow morning. Though I don't have too much homework tonight, but my phone card is in my school, I planed to phone my friends in China. This is a new card, so I can't remember all the pins of it. This is the only time I can phone them in this week, and I had promised. I really want to cry now ~~~    When I was in the c-train, I even didn't read the novel I had borrowed(I brought a bag which had my clothes with me, and the novel was in it) nor close my eyes for once, because I was afraid that I would miss my station~~   I asked myself "what's wrong with me today?" all the way home. After I thought and thought, I only could say to myself, OK, anyway, I had brought my keys in my pocket so that I don't have to wait for my parents till 11 o'clock. What's wrong with me today?  55555~~~ I don't want to suffer this kind of day any more~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-8320104453722327466?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/8320104453722327466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=8320104453722327466' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8320104453722327466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/8320104453722327466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-wrong.html' title='What&apos;s wrong ?'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-22352255830853159</id><published>2007-11-14T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:58:32.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meaningful Reading Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I went to Western Canada High School this Monday. There were some information and presentatios about the universities in Canada, which were prepared for 12 Grade students. There were many universities than I thought, it was about 58 universities. Of course U of C was included and it was the first presentation I heard. By the way, there was only twenty minutes for each university. The most impressive university I thought was the University of Victory. It was so~~ beautiful!!  There is a big circle in its campus, and all of the education buildings are in the circle while most of other buildings are out of the circle. What's more, the campus near the sea very much. So the picture of it is very colourful. There was another thing that left me a deep impression besides the introductory of universities  was the presentations. All of the presentations were amazing! First, all the presenters were very confident and they had no note in their hands. Second, they  spoke very fluently, and they could answer any questions in their areas. Third, their powerpoint were different but very  nice. Some of the powerpoints had some basis notes, some of them had some pictures and videos, and some of them didn't need operated, they could change imagines by themselves. In a word, I saw many fantastic presentations this Monday. It was really meaningful day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-22352255830853159?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/22352255830853159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=22352255830853159' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/22352255830853159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/22352255830853159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/meaningful-reading-day.html' title='A Meaningful Reading Day'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4400295517423211654</id><published>2007-11-11T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T23:13:31.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It should be a very nice weekend because the four days off. I shouldn't feel very tired of my work. What's more, I don't have to go to school to work on Tuesday, because it will be closed. So I just have to work on Saturday,Sunday and Monday in the market. But! Actually, I forget the right time on Saturday!! The wrong time which I remembered was much later than the right time. In fact, it was my next week schedule. And when I realized it, it was too late. It was only about two hours left before I "shift off"~~  and the market called me as soon as I found the right time.- -   They asked if I was alright and why I didn't go to work. I was very embarrassed when I told them that I remembered a wrong time table. So, the result was that I didn't go to work on Saturday. I was a little upset. I didn't know whether my boss will dislike me because of my carelessness. But later, I thought this little accident in another way, that maybe I could think this weekend is a real "off day", and I could have a full~~ rest. I still can't believe I forget my schedule, I don't want make the same mistake any more!  ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4400295517423211654?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4400295517423211654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4400295517423211654' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4400295517423211654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4400295517423211654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-god.html' title='Oh My God !'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-2646449166627096774</id><published>2007-11-10T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:36:31.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan for the Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This week we have a long~~long weekend. We have four days to do something!!  So I have to have a plan to spend my weekend. First, I have to do my homework, which is the one I don't want to do at all~~~  Then I'll go shopping!! hehe~~ I like shopping. This weekend I'm going to buy a bigger bed. My bed is a little small, so there's no room for my toys which have much feather. Before I came here. One of my friends bought me a very big bear toy. I like it very much and took it here. But so far I couldn't sleep with it just because my bed is a little small. If I sleep with it, I'll find it on the floor every morning.~~ &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This week is not as busy as before, so I have much time to do something besides homework. I watch the TY show "friends". I only watched a little before. And now I have more time to watch more of it. It is so funny and I love watching it. Sometime my mom even felt unbelievable because my  overdrawn laughing while I was  watching. I really like life style~~~  but, still very funny~~&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/8770013631238923510-2646449166627096774?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/2646449166627096774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=2646449166627096774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2646449166627096774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/2646449166627096774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/11/plan-for-long-weekend.html' title='Plan for the Long Weekend'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-4744573612295875064</id><published>2007-10-31T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:19:01.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy! Busy! Busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Last two weeks are busy weeks. I had my mid-term feedback day and I had prepared  my first  presentation in my life with my partner. My result was not very well, but anyway, I passed my mid-term and others. This may give me a liiiitle encourage. During my presentation, I was very very nervous when I saw many eyes looking at me and just listening to me carefully. No one said a single word but my partner and I. But, I felt well and I want do another presentation with a fully preparation. This week seems a little relaxed, compared to last two weeks. So I have time to write my blog.  On the other hand, I feel I'm wasting time if I don't have many things to do, because I don't know what to do. Human beings are very strange animals. My friends often say that. If we have a lot of things to do, we'll feel very tired and don't want to anything any more. But when we have much time to play and sleep, we want to something again! How could this be? I'm always confused about this but have nothing to do. Instead, I feel this way again and again. Maybe this is life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-4744573612295875064?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/4744573612295875064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=4744573612295875064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4744573612295875064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/4744573612295875064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy! Busy! Busy!'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-3387921924057302320</id><published>2007-10-09T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:23:03.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first mid-term examination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The mid-term examination began on this Friday and lasts 3 days. I was a little worried about it. So I phoned my friends in China on Thursday. They told me that some of them only have the final exam, and it seems easier than mine. I don't know whether I should feel lucky or unlucky. Feeling lucky because I can make the most use of time, and feeling unlucky because I don't have enough time to do what I want to do, in fact, the things I want to do aren't very important. Anyway, this is my life. I have to or I must accept and adopt to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Only the one who could adopt to the life may survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;On the other hand, I begin liking my new life, liking the busy life. I study everyday and have a part-time job. Sometime I felt very tired, but also very substantial.  When I thought that I  could even pay for my fee of next year, I felt so excited that I thought  it was worth  living like this. Though I live with my parents, I really want to be independed. I know I still don't have the ability, so I must try my best to learn to live as much as possible. In a word, learning English is the basis of everything here. But I'm not the one can pay all attention to one thing, even though it is very very important. I always have a good plan,but,I have to always change it because my laziness. I don't know what to do, don't know how to plan my future. Maybe I need more time to adapt to new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;At last, I hope everyone in my class will get a good mark. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on everybody!!   &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/8770013631238923510-3387921924057302320?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/3387921924057302320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=3387921924057302320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3387921924057302320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/3387921924057302320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-mid-term-examination.html' title='The first mid-term examination'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8770013631238923510.post-561776320602326880</id><published>2007-10-05T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:19:45.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three weeks' hard life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;              I could not believe how could I agree with my parents to come here. I really do not want to be away from my relatives and friends though my parents would be with me.I had not do everything what I wanted to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;But I had no choice because of the deadline to land Canada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; I missed them everyday, I could not fall asleep in the night and could hardly eat anything, and I never stopped&lt;br /&gt;thinking how to go back to my hometown. I had promised my friends I would back in one month. But I could not say a word to my parents, they would be sad. I had tried to go to the airport in Calgary by myself. I took the c-train and bus followed the map, and it took me about 2 hours to get there. What was worse, the price of a round-way ticket was so expensive that I could not afford it! It almost made me mad. Then,another 2 hours passed after I went home. (I did not tell my parents about this until I came here the second time, and they said I was crazy because I do not have directivity ) It was hard for me in that 3 weeks, I did not know what to do.I often asked myself how I could be so miserable! Then I found a job in McDonald's as a cashier,  I  tried to do much work to make myself a little comfortable. Fortunately, a teacher in the U of C said that I must take my college entrance examination. You can not imagine how excited I was! I bought the ticket in a travel agency (later I knew the price was much lower than the airport)   that afternoon, then went into the plane the next day morning.&lt;br /&gt;              I was so happy that I cried because I could see my friends again, but also I felt a little sorry for my parents. It seemed like I had a little let them down. After all, I would be here for a long time. So maybe they could understand me.  &lt;br /&gt;             Then, the July in 2007 became the most happy days in my life. Now I feel very very thankful and blessed!&lt;br /&gt;             I hope my life will be more and more brilliant! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8770013631238923510-561776320602326880?l=yolanda-1224.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/feeds/561776320602326880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8770013631238923510&amp;postID=561776320602326880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/561776320602326880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8770013631238923510/posts/default/561776320602326880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yolanda-1224.blogspot.com/2007/10/three-weeks-hard-life.html' title='Three weeks&apos; hard life'/><author><name>Yolanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
