<?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-11927618</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:35:22.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.::: La Vida Es Rosa :::.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-113536700289373226</id><published>2005-12-23T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T11:43:22.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Navidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe&lt;br /&gt;src="http://www.castpost.com/Lib/playm1.php?filename=navidad.mp3&amp;url=http://terech.castpost.com/"&lt;br /&gt;width="250" height="40" frameborder="0" scrolling=No&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br&gt;Powered by &lt;a&lt;br /&gt;href='http://www.castpost.com'&gt;Castpost&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mensaje de Tere (El blog de Tere), Juan Carlos (cargamento) y miot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-113536700289373226?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/113536700289373226/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=113536700289373226' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113536700289373226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113536700289373226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-navidad.html' title='Feliz Navidad'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-113105708547449698</id><published>2005-11-03T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T14:33:02.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imaginate....</title><content type='html'>Imaginate apellidarte asi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Del rio Colorado&lt;br /&gt;Del rio diez&lt;br /&gt;Del rio De las nieves&lt;br /&gt;Del pino Colorado&lt;br /&gt;Guerrero de las nieves&lt;br /&gt;Guerrero Del pino&lt;br /&gt;Guerrero Del rio&lt;br /&gt;Diez Flores&lt;br /&gt;Diez Rosas&lt;br /&gt;Perez Sosa&lt;br /&gt;Paz Guerra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bien..imaginate llamarte asi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanca Guerra De las nieves&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Guerra De las nieves&lt;br /&gt;Azul Guerra De las nieves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-113105708547449698?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/113105708547449698/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=113105708547449698' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113105708547449698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113105708547449698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/11/imaginate.html' title='Imaginate....'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-113019174987168928</id><published>2005-10-24T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T15:09:09.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>toy nostalgica</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La distancia no es motivo del olvido&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LU/POR BESARTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana tengo examen de español... :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es gran ciencia aprenderse los tiempos ¿o si?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer mi gato se peleo con otro...jejeje....el pobre quedo todo rasguñado y con un oyote en la ceja que se ve que el otro gato del infierno le pego bien gacho jeje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando un poco nostalgica...la cancion de arriba lo dice todo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-113019174987168928?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/113019174987168928/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=113019174987168928' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113019174987168928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/113019174987168928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/toy-nostalgica.html' title='toy nostalgica'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112992664781288287</id><published>2005-10-21T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T13:30:47.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La gran frase de la semana...</title><content type='html'>A un maestro de Biología...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profe usted estudio Biología?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112992664781288287?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112992664781288287/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112992664781288287' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112992664781288287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112992664781288287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/la-gran-frase-de-la-semana.html' title='La gran frase de la semana...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112977471822196771</id><published>2005-10-19T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:18:38.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El gato</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing you say today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is gonna bring me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIMPLE PLAN/SHUT UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ja! esta a lado mio. Hoy tuve examen de quimica. Ayer fue el dia mas aburrido de todo la historia. Tuve que estar en el salon haciendo un examen de 2 horas sin salir a ninguna parte mientras yo lo termine en media hora (me dieron ganas de matar al maestro).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;La noche es negra aqui en Veracruz....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112977471822196771?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112977471822196771/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112977471822196771' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112977471822196771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112977471822196771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/el-gato.html' title='El gato'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112955769157232942</id><published>2005-10-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:01:31.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqui en la escuela de nuevo</title><content type='html'>Alrato escribo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112955769157232942?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112955769157232942/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112955769157232942' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112955769157232942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112955769157232942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/aqui-en-la-escuela-de-nuevo.html' title='Aqui en la escuela de nuevo'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112929492955208570</id><published>2005-10-14T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:02:09.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estoy en la escu!</title><content type='html'>Estoy en la escuela!!!!! Pensare 3 veces antes de acercarmne a PAblo....(prefiero al hermano)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112929492955208570?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112929492955208570/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112929492955208570' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112929492955208570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112929492955208570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/estoy-en-la-escu.html' title='Estoy en la escu!'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112916499762506235</id><published>2005-10-12T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:56:37.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asesorìas</title><content type='html'>"No me mereces, yo soy mucho para tu corazón."&lt;br /&gt;PANDA/CITA EN EL QUIROFANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son como clases de la materia que te cuesta trabajo (Hoy tuve quìmica mañana Fìsica :S). Ahi estuvo una parte del salon...unos a la salida (como la persona que le dedico el fragmento de la cancion  de arriba) y otros entraron al salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!!!!!!!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112916499762506235?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112916499762506235/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112916499762506235' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112916499762506235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112916499762506235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/asesoras_12.html' title='Asesorìas'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112865327077449124</id><published>2005-10-06T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T19:47:50.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El ultimo mes...</title><content type='html'>Cosas que han pasado y he hecho en el ultimo mes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fuì a Mèxico. Fui a mi entigua escu. Me encontre a varios pero no a todos de mis compàñeros y amigos.M e la pase verdaderamente bien. Ya quiero volver a ir. Espero sea pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hubo examenes. (Sin comentarios acerca de los resultados)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. GRACIAS AL CIELO por fin tengo internet!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.He visto MTV sin parar durante el ultimo mes (South Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como buena fanm de South Park aqui una foto mia a ese estilo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/50111870/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/50111870_3510fadce1_m.jpg" alt="south" height="238" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112865327077449124?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112865327077449124/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112865327077449124' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112865327077449124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112865327077449124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/el-ultimo-mes.html' title='El ultimo mes...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112854715007910712</id><published>2005-10-05T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:19:10.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA VIDA ES ROSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Aqui el cambio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Desde que abri este blog (febrero de este año) me he dado cuenta de muchas cosas: que es extrañar, que se sente reprobar unas materias, irse, etc, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;el blog es casi el mismo...mismos posts y autora. Mi nombre lo he decidido cambiar y el titulo y la direccion tambien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;LA VIDA ES ROSA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Tambien me he dadpo cuenta que el color favorito es el rosa, ya que desde hace muchos años me gusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Ojala les guste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;BYE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112854715007910712?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112854715007910712/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112854715007910712' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112854715007910712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112854715007910712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/la-vida-es-rosa.html' title='LA VIDA ES ROSA'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112854671341697455</id><published>2005-10-02T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T14:11:53.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Este blog no sera el mismo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Este blog ya no sera el mismo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 de octubre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112854671341697455?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112854671341697455/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112854671341697455' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112854671341697455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112854671341697455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/10/este-blog-no-sera-el-mismo.html' title='Este blog no sera el mismo....'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112774369087470464</id><published>2005-09-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:08:10.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LA DISTANCIA NO ES MOTIVO DEL OLVIDO</title><content type='html'>ESTOY EN COMPU Y PABLO (I HATE HIM) NO ESTA (GRACIAS A DIOS). ME ESTAN CORRIENDO (ENSERIO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112774369087470464?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112774369087470464/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112774369087470464' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112774369087470464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112774369087470464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/la-distancia-no-es-motivo-del-olvido.html' title='LA DISTANCIA NO ES MOTIVO DEL OLVIDO'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112653388157764429</id><published>2005-09-12T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T07:04:41.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De nuevo escribiendo desde la escuela</title><content type='html'>Ya van a dar el toque para computacion, pero mientras mje puse a chcar correos y todo lo qu7e tenfo pendiente. Agorita esta Pablo enseñandome foros de la mano peluda. Alrato escribo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112653388157764429?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112653388157764429/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112653388157764429' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112653388157764429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112653388157764429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/de-nuevo-escribiendo-desde-la-escuela.html' title='De nuevo escribiendo desde la escuela'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112627082104137420</id><published>2005-09-09T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:00:21.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>estoy en escuela en este momento</title><content type='html'>me tengo ue ir....me estan corriendo....escribo alrato por que ya voy a tener internet en mi casa!!!!!!}a ver si la proximam week me dan chance y escribo más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye (me siguen corriendo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112627082104137420?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112627082104137420/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112627082104137420' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112627082104137420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112627082104137420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/estoy-en-escuela-en-este-momento.html' title='estoy en escuela en este momento'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112579064132485199</id><published>2005-09-03T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T16:37:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqui de nuevo (perdon por no escribir en años...)</title><content type='html'>YA entre a la escuela. Esta chida....las materias un poco dificiles, pero bueno. Ayer entre al laboratoria de biología y me encanto (había fetos de gato, serpientes, murcielagos, patos..) y use un mechero por primera vez (!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo mucha tarea!!! ahorita fuí a comprar los libros y hice la tarea d física.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me metieron a un curso de mate (odio pero ODIO las matematicas) pero ya la amole...a hechrle ganas y a ver que saco en los examenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hecho amigos (uno insoportable  por cierto) pero por lo demas el ambiente esta muy padre y me la pas muy bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112579064132485199?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112579064132485199/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112579064132485199' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112579064132485199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112579064132485199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/09/aqui-de-nuevo-perdon-por-no-escribir.html' title='Aqui de nuevo (perdon por no escribir en años...)'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112414809420825592</id><published>2005-08-15T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T17:15:01.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El día en el que hice que una maestra se tragara sus palabras</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sexy Sadie the greatest of them all&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Sadie how did you know&lt;br /&gt;The world was waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;The world was waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Sadie oooh how did you know&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Sadie you'll get yours yet&lt;br /&gt;However big you think you are&lt;br /&gt;However big you think you are&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Sadie oooh you'll get yours yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY SADIE/THE BEATLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ese fue uno de los días más satisfactorios de mi vida. Esa maestra de química no me quería nadita. Y yo tampoco la quería nadita. Aprovechandose de su papel de maestra nos gritaba a todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un día por Mayo o Abril se dispuso a dictar la guía del ultimo examen bimestral. Como es su costumbre me paro casi toda la hora. Recuerdo muy bien la pregunta que estaba dictando (Menciona tres tipos de energía) yo no la entendí...le dije de la manera más respetuosa que si me la podía repetir. Enojada y hasta un tanto grosera dijo "Sabes que Martha Daniela, si sigues así no vas a pasar el examen como siempre y si lo llegas a pasar lo vas a pasar máximo con un 6...no más". De ahi nos empezo a amenazar que no le entendiamos, que en otros grupos hay más orden..en fin. Me enoje. Y me enoje mucho.Total que resolvi la mentada guía y estudie un poco la siguiente clase (pense que era suficiente para aprobar). El día siguiente (Viernes) hice el examen. Cuando lo entregue note que se le quedo observando muy pensativa. No le di mucha importancía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La siguiente clase (Martes) entrego los examnenes... Valeria(mi amiga) 3.5, Rosario 4,...asi se la paso hasta llegar al ultimo examen. El mio. Se le quedo viendo un segundo. Luego se me acerco y con una mirada matadora de muerete me dijo en tono grosero "ten y no vallas a hacer escandalo ni relajo." Mi examen!! me habia sacado 8.4!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le calle la boca a la maestra e hize que se tragara sus palabras. Eso fue lo que me dio más gusto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo que hizo que me riera días completos fue cuando dijo que tenía 26 años (yo vi su credencial de elector..tiene 40 y tantos (no me fije) pero como primer digito de edad vi un 4)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112414809420825592?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112414809420825592/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112414809420825592' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112414809420825592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112414809420825592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/el-da-en-el-que-hice-que-una-maestra.html' title='El día en el que hice que una maestra se tragara sus palabras'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112336042495510446</id><published>2005-08-06T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:33:44.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosas que han pasado</title><content type='html'>Primero que nada gracias a todos por sus felicitaciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algunas cosas que han pasado en los ultimos dias ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Salvar a una lagartija chiquita de mi gato ( por poco y la mata) le deje unas hormigas muertas a fuera, la puse en una servilleta y si estaba muerta integrarla con el bicho verde que se encontro mi tia que me regalo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He estado estudiando para mi examen (es este lunes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y creo que ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora estoy en un periodico actualizando template (y he decidido que por el bien del blog alejarme del HAloScan por un tiempo ya que solo por borrar un post ya se quitaba) pero quien sabe si algun dia lo vuelva a usar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.D Por que de un tiempo aca me esta empezando a gustar RBD???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112336042495510446?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112336042495510446/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112336042495510446' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112336042495510446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112336042495510446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/cosas-que-han-pasado.html' title='Cosas que han pasado'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112294036835198842</id><published>2005-08-01T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T16:52:48.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EN DOS DIAS...</title><content type='html'>...Es mi &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ñ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He estado aquí (en un cafe, no han instalado internet en mi casa) pero sigo preparandome para mi examen extraordinario que sera en una semana (...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambien he estado conviviendo mucho con lagartijas, libelulas, hormigas, arañas, moscas...(lo unico realmente fastidiante son las hormigas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me voy...regreso pronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112294036835198842?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112294036835198842/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112294036835198842' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112294036835198842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112294036835198842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/08/en-dos-dias.html' title='EN DOS DIAS...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112268048589737466</id><published>2005-07-29T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:55:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cucarachas</title><content type='html'>TENGO FOBIA A LAS CUCARACHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer estaba en mi cuarto, eran como la 1:30 de la mañana, yo estaba viendo en la tele un infomercial de lentes barato, hasta que sentí un ligero cosquilleo en la nuca, no le hice mucho caso hasta que me di cuenta de lo que tenía  en la nuca era una cucaracha (me pude dar cuenta gracias a que tenía el pelo recogido) la avente, la muy maldita se escondio debajo de mi cama. Fui como rayo a la sala para que alguien la matara, la mataron y no pude dormir muy tranquila que digamos.No es la primera vez que tengo cucarachas en mi casa, y si las tenía mi gato las llegaba a perseguir y matar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112268048589737466?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112268048589737466/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112268048589737466' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112268048589737466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112268048589737466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/cucarachas.html' title='Cucarachas'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112232917923265713</id><published>2005-07-25T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:35:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya estoy aquí</title><content type='html'>Ahora mismo estoy en un cafe (no han puesto internet en mi casa)  pero me la estoy pasando bien (exeptuando por los piquetes de hormiga)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Todo es muy bello por aqui, a diferencia de México es más limpio el aire y todo eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Lo se llevo como 2 viernes que no pongo las 5 pero prometo ya ponerlas, no por que no quiera si no por falta de tiempo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Bye y los veo luego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112232917923265713?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112232917923265713/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112232917923265713' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112232917923265713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112232917923265713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/ya-estoy-aqu.html' title='Ya estoy aquí'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112200425585699367</id><published>2005-07-21T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:36:22.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me voy este sabado</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: fff(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He estado empacando como loca, en la casa ya se oye mucho eco. Hoy estuve tomando unas fotos (a ver si luego las publico) de mis gatos (Gato que vive aquí conmigo y Mosha que vive con mi abuela).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: fff(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ya quiero llegar!! conocer la casa...estoy muy emocionada. En total fueron como 35 cajas e toda la casa (y nos costo a  mi mama y ami un trabajon) pero se que valdra la pena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112200425585699367?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112200425585699367/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112200425585699367' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112200425585699367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112200425585699367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-voy-este-sabado.html' title='Me voy este sabado'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112180144864231269</id><published>2005-07-19T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T12:34:43.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El plano de mi nueva casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/27163208/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos21.flickr.com/27163208_7357afdef8.jpg" alt="micasita" height="500" width="415" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que te parece?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112180144864231269?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112180144864231269/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112180144864231269' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112180144864231269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112180144864231269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/el-plano-de-mi-nueva-casa.html' title='El plano de mi nueva casa'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112172877560254654</id><published>2005-07-18T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T12:59:43.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparaciones</title><content type='html'>Este es un tema algo doloroso para mi, sucedío este sabado. Hablando con mi papá de cualquier cosa llego su nueva hija. Esa niña es imposible que no se oiga gritar, ya que en días anteriores me la puso en el telefono y me dolió mucho el oido. El caso es que la oigo llegar y así fue la conversación:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Ahiiii!!!!&lt;br /&gt;El: Ya llego tu hermanita!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Media hermana pa, no es hija de mi mamá&lt;br /&gt;El: Whatever (Lo que sea)&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Es un milagro que a estas alturas no te haya roto el timpano (en tono de broma)El: Tu tambien gritaste de niña&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Pero por lo menos yo nunca le rompí el timpano a mis papas&lt;br /&gt;El: Recuerdo una noche cuando tenías más o menos la misma edad de Emily...te la pasaste llorando de las 12:00 de la noche hasta alrededor de las 03:30 de la mañana..por lo menos ella no llora en las noches como tú lo hacías tu&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Me tengo que ir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.Brackney: Ahora voy a la playa con MI familia&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo: Adios&lt;br /&gt;El: Goodbye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubiera esperado comparaciones de todo mundo...pero de mi propio padre nunca. Lo que más odio de este señor es que cuando habla es para hacerme llorar o enojar (para eso que mejor ni hable...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca espere sentir tanto rencor por el ser que me dio la vida .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112172877560254654?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112172877560254654/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112172877560254654' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112172877560254654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112172877560254654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/comparaciones.html' title='Comparaciones'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112138239674014625</id><published>2005-07-14T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T16:06:36.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112138239674014625?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112138239674014625/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112138239674014625' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112138239674014625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112138239674014625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/haloscan-commenting-and-tr_112138239674014625.html' title=''/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112137557705377004</id><published>2005-07-14T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T16:10:51.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Probando....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112137557705377004?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112137557705377004/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112137557705377004' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112137557705377004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112137557705377004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/probando.html' title='Probando....'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112131787191071590</id><published>2005-07-13T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:18:59.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No me llevo nuy bien con HAloScan</title><content type='html'>Puse el Haloscan mentado en mi otro blog. En este quien sabe que le paso que el template de los comentarios se volvio loco y un asco. Lo que estupidamente queria es que tuvieran templates diferentes los blogs...pero por lo menos recupere mis comenterio :)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dertraume.blogspot.com"&gt;Andrei&lt;/a&gt;: Los comentarios que pusiste se borraron por falla tecnica del maldito haloscan  (no los borre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.D I hate haloscan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112131787191071590?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112131787191071590/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112131787191071590' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112131787191071590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112131787191071590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-me-llevo-nuy-bien-con-haloscan.html' title='No me llevo nuy bien con HAloScan'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112131576206488238</id><published>2005-07-13T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T21:52:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida de gato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/25757007/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos23.flickr.com/25757007_f572e39267_m.jpg" alt="52256740" height="240" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Hay dias que quisiera ser mi gato. Tan tranquilo. Sin problemas. Sin complicaciones. El solo duerme, se para un rato para jugar con sus cajas de carton o jugar conmigo, luego luego se va a comer . Se sale afuera hasta la hora que se le da la gana y se duerme y se despierta a la hora que quiera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Pero por otra parte no quisiera ser gato. Los gatos no se enamoran. Si les dices algo feo no te pueden contestar. Ahi si prefiero ser humano y vuelvo a la realidad. No se...tal vez reencarne en un gato en mi otra vida...i don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112131576206488238?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112131576206488238/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112131576206488238' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112131576206488238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112131576206488238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/vida-de-gato.html' title='Vida de gato'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112137623685242644</id><published>2005-07-13T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T14:24:39.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112137623685242644?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112137623685242644/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112137623685242644' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112137623685242644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112137623685242644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/haloscan-commenting-and-tr_112137623685242644.html' title=''/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112128868051774317</id><published>2005-07-13T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:08:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jolette</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/25759803/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos22.flickr.com/25759803_107f7c26b1_o.jpg" alt="jolettera" height="333" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hoy voy a hablar de una chava de 21 años que pareciera normal, pero que desde su entrada a La Academia ha sido un fenomeno: Jolette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;A la chava la han criticado mucho...unos la odian y otros la apoyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ojo...Yo NO tengo nada contra de Jolette...solo que para que se mete a la academia si sabe que cuando canta rompe los vidrios. Ya que por su culpa se salieron otros que si tenían talento y mucho que dar y ella seguía ahi haciendo el ridiculo (Si no es ridiculo lo que hacía en el escenario entonces como se le puede llamar?) incluso tengo que admitir esto: La nueva hija de mi papá (Emily) que es imposible que no se oiga cuando grita, a sus 11 meses y medio de edad canta mucho mejor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y saben que...yo creo que hay que apoyar a las personas con verdadero talento y no a ella...para eso mejor se hubiera metido de monja y así de facíl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hay que apoyar a personas con talento (si de la academia se trata...Adrian, Yuridia, Erasmo Catarino, Edgar) no a Jolettita... (Por ejemplo..yo apoyo a Adrian..que no tiene la gran voz pero no hacía el ridiculo en el escenario y no daba pena ajena como Jolette)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Es solo una humilde opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;¿Tu que opinas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-112128868051774317?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112128868051774317/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112128868051774317' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112128868051774317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112128868051774317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/jolette.html' title='Jolette'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112120357683501948</id><published>2005-07-12T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:49:41.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things we said today</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No llores por que ya se termino, sonríe porque sucedió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;   Anonimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; You say you will love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; If I have to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; You'll be thinking of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Somehow I will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Someday when I'm lonely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Wishing you weren't so far away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Then I will remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; The things we said today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; You say you'll be mine, girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Until the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; These days such a kind girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Seems so hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Someday when we're dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Deep in love, not a lot to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Then we will tremember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; The things we said today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Me, I'm just the lucky kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Love to hear you say that love is luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; And, though we may be blind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Love is here to stay. And that's enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; To make you mine, girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Be the only one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Love me all the time, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; We'll go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Someday when we're dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Deep in love, not a lot to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Then we will tremember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; The things we said today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Love me all the time, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; We'll go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Someday when we're dreaming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Deep in love, not a lot to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Then we will tremember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; The things we said today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Paul Mccartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-112120357683501948?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112120357683501948/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112120357683501948' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112120357683501948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112120357683501948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-we-said-today.html' title='Things we said today'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112113319366750769</id><published>2005-07-11T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:57:17.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chau número tres :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(Se que ya había puesto este poema en otro post pero me encanta este poema )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Te dejo con tu vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;tu trabajo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;tu gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;con tus puestas de sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;y tus amaneceres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Sembrando tu confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;te dejo junto al mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;derrotando imposibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;segura sin seguro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Te dejo frente al mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;descifrándote sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sin mi pregunta a ciegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sin mi respuesta rota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Te dejo sin mis dudas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pobres y malheridas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sin mis inmadureces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sin mi veteranía.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Pero tampoco creas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;a pie juntillas todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;no creas nunca creas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;este falso abandono.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Estaré donde menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lo esperes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;por ejemplo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;en un árbol añoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;de oscuros cabeceos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Estaré en un lejano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;horizonte sin horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;en la huella del tacto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;en tu sombra y mi sombra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Estaré repartido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;en cuatro o cinco pibes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;de esos que vos mirás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;y enseguida te siguen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Y ojalá pueda estar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;de tu sueño en la red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;esperando tus ojos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;y mirándote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Mario Benedetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/11927618-112113319366750769?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112113319366750769/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112113319366750769' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112113319366750769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112113319366750769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/chau-nmero-tres.html' title='Chau número tres :)'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112113107446035195</id><published>2005-07-11T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:17:54.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME VOY A VERACRUZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me voy a Verazcruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;!! oficialmente el 23 de este mes y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;de por vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;: Me duele dejar a todos:  abuela, tias, amigos, etc...pero se que es por mi bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ahorita me conecte para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;descansar un rato de empacar cosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (no quiero ni ver lo que me falta..) aunque me vinieron a la cabeza recuerdos muy padres de todo lo que me ha pasado (desde mi credencial del kinder hasta la credencial que estuve buscando por el resto del año escolar y nunca encontre) por eso la cancion de hoy es &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;In My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; (por cierto mi mamá y yo ya ni hablamos de lo cansadas que estamos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nos vamos a llevar al minino (suponiendo que se deje por suesto) ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ahorita estoy oyendo Los Simpson mientras escribo esto y me esta divirtiendo igual que siempre..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P.D Que le pasa a internet que esta lentisimo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P.D.2 Cambie el tag y algunas cosas en &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://loscuatro.blogspot.com"&gt;Here Today...&lt;/a&gt; ojala les gusten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&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/11927618-112113107446035195?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112113107446035195/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112113107446035195' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112113107446035195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112113107446035195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-voy-veracruz.html' title='ME VOY A VERACRUZ'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112103080613187284</id><published>2005-07-10T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T14:26:46.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las cinco del viernes un poco atrasadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;1) ¿Cuál es tu palabra favorita? ¿Cuál es la que más odias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;La palabra que más amo es &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;LIBERTAD&lt;/span&gt; y la que más odio es &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;MUERTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2) ¿Qué te inspira, te hace moverte te "da marcha"? ¿Qué te tira, te abate, te "baja las baterías"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Escribir y cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;3)¿Cuál es tu grosería (taco, mala palabra) favorita? (No estoy seguro si se dice "taco" en España, perdón por la ignorancia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nunca digo groserias (...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;4)¿Cuál es el sonido que más te gusta? ¿Y el que más odias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;El que más me gusta es eldel agua de la lluvia....el que odio son los disparos de una pistolas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;5)¿Qué profesión, diferente de la actual, te gustaría desempeñar? ¿En cuál NUNCA participarías?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Biologa,Psicologa, Fotografa, Actriz...lo que ni de broma: Abogada, matematica, física, quimica, música....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.csalto.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112103080613187284?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112103080613187284/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112103080613187284' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112103080613187284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112103080613187284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/las-cinco-del-viernes-un-poco.html' title='Las cinco del viernes un poco atrasadas'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112071873093091757</id><published>2005-07-06T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:45:30.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112071873093091757?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112071873093091757/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112071873093091757' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071873093091757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071873093091757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/haloscan-commenting-and-tr_112071873093091757.html' title=''/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112071611461651504</id><published>2005-07-06T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T23:41:12.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un pequeño error</title><content type='html'>Es la 1:40 de la mañana...despues de ver El Sr. y la Sra. Smith regrese a casa para tratar&lt;br /&gt;de poner un banner para el blog, de la nada ya estba hecho un asco el template...lo tuve que cambiar (De otra no me quedo...) asi que lod dejo con la nueva imagen de La Vida En Morado y ojala les guste...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112071611461651504?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112071611461651504/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112071611461651504' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071611461651504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071611461651504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/un-pequeo-error.html' title='Un pequeño error'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112071089501615147</id><published>2005-07-06T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:37:04.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Cosas Que Amo (Parte 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/24188906/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24188906_6442336bb3_o.jpg" alt="lennon" height="275" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me encanta su musica....es mi Beatle favorito, en mi compu mi wallpaper es de el, no paro de escucharlo...simple y sencillo : me encanta. Por cierto este poster es identico al que tengo arriba de mi compu :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/24188904/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24188904_624305510d_o.jpg" alt="helado_chocolate" height="206" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Helado de Chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Nunca rechazaria ninguno...en El Samborns ni me molesto en pedir la charola de postres..directo mi heladito de chocolate...y vaya que lo disfruto!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/24188905/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24188905_7d650f1f91_o.jpg" alt="jitomate" height="170" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;El jitomate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo me como todo lo que tenga que ver con esta verdura....me encanta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/24188907/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24188907_df5fbce959_o.jpg" alt="logo-mixup-centros" height="90" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;MIXUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Si tengo chance de ir me puedo pasar horas y horas escuchando música y viendo los discos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/24188908/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos18.flickr.com/24188908_e1d24cd389_m.jpg" alt="snoopy" height="240" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Snoopy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;De niña nunca me perdia esto... pero ahorita me sigue gustando mucho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;¿Tu que amas?&lt;/span&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/11927618-112071089501615147?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112071089501615147/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112071089501615147' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071089501615147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112071089501615147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/5-cosas-que-amo-parte-2.html' title='5 Cosas Que Amo (Parte 2)'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112058888498884958</id><published>2005-07-05T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:54:40.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dibuja un Puerco</title><content type='html'>Un Test de personalidad tan solo dibujando un puerco:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawapig.desktopcreatures.com/drawApig.asp" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawapig.desktopcreatures.com/drawApig.asp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://drawapig.desktopcreatures.com/gallery/large.asp?id=569972&amp;p=0&amp;amp;amp;amp;hof=1&amp;q=personality+test%5D"&gt;El puerco que yo hice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Salio chistosito jeje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;De &lt;a href="http://vecindadgrafica.com"&gt;Vecindad Grafica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/11927618-112058888498884958?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112058888498884958/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112058888498884958' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112058888498884958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112058888498884958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/dibuja-un-puerco.html' title='Dibuja un Puerco'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112058665657183042</id><published>2005-07-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:06:43.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;There are places I’ll remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;With lovers and friends I still can recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;In my life I’ve loved them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;When I think of love as something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Though I know I’ll never lose affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I know I’ll often stop and think about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Though I know I’ll never lose affection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I know I’ll often stop and think about them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;In my life I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon&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/11927618-112058665657183042?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112058665657183042/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112058665657183042' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112058665657183042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112058665657183042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-my-life.html' title='In My Life'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112042861611041105</id><published>2005-07-03T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T11:11:32.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo que puede hacer un simple y tierno roedor+</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/23349939/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos19.flickr.com/23349939_60648e1875_o.gif" alt="raton" height="150" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Era un Jueves a las 7:30 de la madrugada. Mi abuela se había levantado a causa de que no pudo dormir en gran parte de la noche. Se dirigío al baño. Dispuesta a tomarse su cereal de trigo integral con ciruela pasa se sirvío, y mientras se lo servía salío de la caja un tierno y corpulento raton gris de aproximadamente unos 6 cm, mi abuela pego un grito en el cielo, tiro la caja mientras el raton se escondia debajo de la estufa y se regreso a su habitacion. Solo que de nada sirvío ya que del nerviosismo no logro conciliar el sueño en las proximas 2 noches. Desde ese día cierra la puerta de su recamara, trapea con cloro dos veces al día y no soporta escuchar la palabra "raton" o "roedor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoy en la mañana unas huellas con tierra de raton aparecieron en la estufa, ayer se hizo del baño en la olla para calentar el cafe de mi tia e hizo que mi abuela tirara un plato y una parte del espaguetti que más tarde comeríamos (se recupero la una parte pero la otra...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A ver que pasa despues...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-112042861611041105?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112042861611041105/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112042861611041105' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112042861611041105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112042861611041105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/07/lo-que-puede-hacer-un-simple-y-tierno.html' title='Lo que puede hacer un simple y tierno roedor+'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112014900350994349</id><published>2005-06-30T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T09:30:03.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regresare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Biología...10&lt;br /&gt;Matematicas...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Español...6&lt;br /&gt; Historía...6&lt;br /&gt;Ingles...9&lt;br /&gt;Dibujo tecnico...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5 con examen extraordinario incluido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Educacion física...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Civica...6&lt;br /&gt;Geografia...7&lt;br /&gt;Música...8&lt;br /&gt;Física y quimica...6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fuí e extraordinario en dibujo (odio a esa maestra)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fue el ultimo día de clases. Al parecer había reprobado año...Valeria me juro que no, mi mamá me dijo que solo me iria a extraordinario, lo presentaría en Veracruz y ya paso año como si nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me despedi de casí todos. Odio las despedidas. Tengo ganas de llorar. Me duelen los ojos. Pero como diría la cancion de Los Beatles "I'll be back again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;...Pero seguimos en el mismo pais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/11927618-112014900350994349?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112014900350994349/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112014900350994349' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112014900350994349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112014900350994349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/regresare.html' title='Regresare...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112008946054812791</id><published>2005-06-29T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:12:20.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi cajita de deseos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unos deseos mios tal como lo hizo &lt;a href="http://luzdeescenario.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luz&lt;/a&gt; en su blog&lt;a href="http://haloscan.com/tb/luzanna/111639338214855135"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un poco de paz en el mundo&lt;br /&gt;Que con &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loscuatro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here Today...&lt;/a&gt; llegue muy lejos&lt;br /&gt;Que haya sol todo el año&lt;br /&gt;Que pueda ir a un concierto de Paul McCartney o &lt;a href="http://ringostarr.com/"&gt;Ringo Starr&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que algún día conozca a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://paulmccartney.com/"&gt;Paul McCartney&lt;/a&gt;, Ringo Starr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;y a &lt;a href="http://www.yoko-ono.com/"&gt;Yoko Ono&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Que nos vaya bien a mi máma y ami en &lt;a href="http://www.maps-of-mexico.com/photos/veracruz/cordoba/cordova-picture-of-mexico-1-palacio.jpg"&gt;Cordova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.otlob.com/_images/products/ipod-blue-L.jpg"&gt;Un iPod&lt;/a&gt; con todas las canciones oficiales e ineditas de Los Beatles y solistas&lt;br /&gt;Un verano increible para todos&lt;br /&gt;Que &lt;a href="http://lennonlegend.com"&gt;John lennon&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://georgeharrison.com"&gt;George Harrison&lt;/a&gt; estuvieran vivos&lt;br /&gt;Que ya sea 3 de agosto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netaxs.com/%7Emhmyers/cdjpgs/eclfullL.jpg"&gt;La luna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca se acabe la beatlemania&lt;br /&gt;Que tenga "Watching The Wheels" para rato&lt;br /&gt;Unas albondigas...hace años no me como unas (y me encantan)&lt;br /&gt;Un perrito de &lt;a href="http://www.thedog-clubs.com/images/randomdog/dog5.jpg"&gt;The Dog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una bonita sorpresa de la vida&lt;br /&gt;Que se me quite lo necia&lt;br /&gt;Unos aretes de lentejuelas rosas en forma de estrellas&lt;br /&gt;Una coleccion de aretes de pluma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Que tenga "Maybe i'm amazed" para rato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dormir más...&lt;br /&gt;Aquellos ojos verdes...&lt;br /&gt;Que mi máma y yo conozcamos Liverpool&lt;br /&gt;Que pueda irme a vivir a &lt;a href="http://mk29.image.pbase.com/u/duprejr/upload/137858.PB142080.JPG"&gt;Nueva York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprender mucho ingles&lt;br /&gt;Conocer &lt;a href="http://www.ukstudentlife.com/Britain/Music/Beatles/Liverpool/PennyLane.jpg"&gt;Penny lane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un diamante igualito a &lt;a href="http://www.dragonweave.com/images/gifts/80-637.jpg"&gt;este&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un &lt;a href="http://www.music.indiana.edu/som/courses/rock/images/butcher.jpg"&gt;Butcher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.autovis.co.kr/shop/img/033024volkswagen%20new%20beetle%28green%29-new330.JPG"&gt;beetle &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  para mi&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fmpc.ac.ma/genomep/Mercedes%20class%20S.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mercedes bens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; para mi máma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fmpc.ac.ma/genomep/Mercedes%20class%20S.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Un &lt;a href="http://www.e-trudi.com/img/immagine/10938546608434055.jpg"&gt;bulldog de peluche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una cachucha&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente que sean feliuces los que me rodean&lt;br /&gt;Que sea feliz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lavidaenmorado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Que este blog&lt;/a&gt; dure muchos años...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://loscuatro.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;¿Cuales son los de ustedes?&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/11927618-112008946054812791?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112008946054812791/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112008946054812791' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112008946054812791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112008946054812791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/mi-cajita-de-deseos.html' title='Mi cajita de deseos'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-112007313431958896</id><published>2005-06-29T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:36:45.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aburriucion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No se que escribir!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;tengo mucho sueño&lt;/span&gt; (si pudiera dormiría pero la probabilidad de quedarme dormida es de 1%, ya que me es imposible dormirme en el día)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana es firma de boletas (...), no quiero ni ver la mía ni tampoco la cara de mi máma cuando la vea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En exactamente un mes 4 dias es mi cumple!!! Y en 5 dias es el &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;cumple de mi máma&lt;/span&gt;...ya se que le voy a regalar (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:78%;" &gt;un perro The Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;) pero a ver si lo encuentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;EL minino&lt;/span&gt; se encuentra a mi lado perdidamente durmiendo...apuesto lo que sea que en menos de una hora va a comer, despues va a jugar un poco y despues se volvera a dormir...que vida de los felinos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimemente he estado no se, osea que 10 minutos estoy feliz, otros 10 triste y así...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Que me pasa?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;me duelen los ojos &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;... ahora veo el cuadro de &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/span&gt; en mi compu... el es la neta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lo mejor mañana pongo mis calificaciones...y no se sorprendan si ven más de &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2 rojos en la boletita&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-112007313431958896?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/112007313431958896/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=112007313431958896' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112007313431958896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/112007313431958896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/aburriucion.html' title='Aburriucion'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111989702746075971</id><published>2005-06-27T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T11:30:27.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/" title="HaloScan Commenting and Trackback"&gt;Haloscan&lt;/a&gt; commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111989702746075971?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111989702746075971/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111989702746075971' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111989702746075971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111989702746075971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111982833793738054</id><published>2005-06-26T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T16:33:34.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Cosas Que Amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/21756910/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/21756910_0d1867be55_m.jpg" alt="beatles" height="240" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A Los Beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Los amo!!! me encanta su música, no hay día en el que no tararee sus canciones y no me acuerde de ellos. Son mi vida..son todo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/21761058/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos17.flickr.com/21761058_f90a852e8d_o.jpg" alt="simpson" height="216" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A Los Simpson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Me declaro fan de Los Simpson. Simplemente me encantan..con ellos me muero de la risa..me alegran la noche viendolos por el canal 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/21756912/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos16.flickr.com/21756912_b880faeaf7_m.jpg" alt="gato" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A Los Felinos en general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dos gatos (Mosha y otro que no tiene  nombre), un wallpaper en mi compu me hace quererlos cada día más.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/21756913/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos17.flickr.com/21756913_60f96b2d40_o.jpg" alt="MtV loho" height="67" width="88" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;MTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Es lo unico que veo  cuando tengo Sky y me puedo pasar horas y horas viendolo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/21756914/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos15.flickr.com/21756914_e2d01c00cb_t.jpg" alt="firefox" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Internet en general&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Soy adicta a internet. Como pasa con  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://mtvla.com/"&gt;MTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;   me puedo pasar horas y horas navegando....ya sea en blogs  o sitios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;¿Tu que amas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111982833793738054?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111982833793738054/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111982833793738054' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111982833793738054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111982833793738054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/5-cosas-que-amo.html' title='5 Cosas Que Amo'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111982153340935759</id><published>2005-06-26T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T14:32:13.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes en domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1) En general, eres totalmente espontáne@ o tienes escondido un lado salvaje, políticamente correcto, incorrecto, sensible, etc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo un lado con caracter fuerte, solo que nunca lo saco (solo cuando lo ocasion lo requiera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2) ¿Alguien ha sido capaz de sacar de tí una personalidad desconocida (para bien o para mal)? ¿Un/a héroe/heroina? ¿Un energúmeno/a?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que  Margarita me descubrio el lado tranquilo que tenia y no me conocia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3) ¿Por quién te cambiarías durante un día? ¿Por qué? He dicho por un día (o un mes, o 5 minutos) para evitar la respuesta facilona: "No, me gusta como soy".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por Yoko Ono....tal vez por 2 meses o 3 a ver que se siente estar en los zapatos de esa mujer...siempre he tenido esa curiosidad ¿Que se siente ser Yoko Ono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4) Cuando te ves en algún vídeo casero, ¿te gusta como eres? ¿te caes bien? ¿eres como realmente crees?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues en general si...pero hay algunos momentos en los que estoy para llorar y me da un poco de pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5) ¿Te engañas a tí mism@? ¿Te das cuenta de ello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, nunca.&lt;br /&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/11927618-111982153340935759?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111982153340935759/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111982153340935759' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111982153340935759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111982153340935759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/las-5-del-viernes-en-domingo.html' title='Las 5 del viernes en domingo'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111948229726566373</id><published>2005-06-22T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:21:34.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agradecida con:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ahora que faltan menos de unos 5 dias para dejar la escuela (!!!) antes  me gustaría agradecerles a las siguientes personas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;1-  A Mi máma por apoyarme y quererme&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;2- Al maestro de Biología por su aprecio y  apoyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:arial;" &gt;3- A Juan Carlos por su ayuda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;4- A Enrique (mejor conocido como "El Peje") por ser un gran amigo  y apoyarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;5- A  Margarita por su amistad inigualable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;6- A Valeria por estar conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;7- Ala maestra de Historía por entenderme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;8- A  Marisol por consolarme, ayudarme y ser 100% chida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;9- A  Maria Fernanda por ser tan buena onda conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;10- A Tellez por ser tan buena onda y comprensiva aunque a veces loca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111948229726566373?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111948229726566373/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111948229726566373' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111948229726566373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111948229726566373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/agradecida-con.html' title='Agradecida con:'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111937174721742262</id><published>2005-06-21T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T09:37:29.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chau número tres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; Te dejo con tu vida&lt;br /&gt; tu trabajo&lt;br /&gt; tu gente&lt;br /&gt; con tus puestas de sol&lt;br /&gt; y tus amaneceres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sembrando tu confianza&lt;br /&gt; te dejo junto al mundo&lt;br /&gt; derrotando imposibles&lt;br /&gt; segura sin seguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Te dejo frente al mar&lt;br /&gt; descifrándote sola&lt;br /&gt; sin mi pregunta a ciegas&lt;br /&gt; sin mi respuesta rota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Te dejo sin mis dudas&lt;br /&gt; pobres y malheridas&lt;br /&gt; sin mis inmadureces&lt;br /&gt; sin mi veteranía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Pero tampoco creas&lt;br /&gt; a pie juntillas todo&lt;br /&gt; no creas nunca creas&lt;br /&gt; este falso abandono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estaré donde menos&lt;br /&gt; lo esperes&lt;br /&gt; por ejemplo&lt;br /&gt; en un árbol añoso&lt;br /&gt; de oscuros cabeceos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estaré en un lejano&lt;br /&gt; horizonte sin horas&lt;br /&gt; en la huella del tacto&lt;br /&gt; en tu sombra y mi sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Estaré repartido&lt;br /&gt; en cuatro o cinco pibes&lt;br /&gt; de esos que vos mirás&lt;br /&gt; y enseguida te siguen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Y ojalá pueda estar&lt;br /&gt; de tu sueño en la red&lt;br /&gt; esperando tus ojos&lt;br /&gt; y mirándote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Mario Benedetti&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/11927618-111937174721742262?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111937174721742262/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111937174721742262' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111937174721742262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111937174721742262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/chau-nmero-tres.html' title='Chau número tres'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111931725539300955</id><published>2005-06-20T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:30:17.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ojos Verdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-indent: -25.5pt; text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; Ojos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; que supieron encantarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; hasta lo más hondo enamorarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; Ojos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; esmeralda, brillantes y tan profundos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; encantadores, sugestivos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; Con su mirada penetrante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; Ojos verdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; como el jade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; que solo con su mirada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; siempre fueron capaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; De leer hasta tu  alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; Ojos verdes traicioneros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt;que con su mirada te hechizan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt;y  con su ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;font-size:16;"  &gt; te duermen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://perso.wanadoo.es/kesiaa/ae18.htm"&gt;kesia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin: 0cm 1pt 0.0001pt 25.5pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -25.5pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111931725539300955?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111931725539300955/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111931725539300955' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111931725539300955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111931725539300955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/ojos-verdes_20.html' title='Ojos Verdes'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111930451000164490</id><published>2005-06-20T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T18:37:53.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Quieren una buena pagina de tests?? son muy variados chequenla...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://www2.rincondelvago.com/amor/tests/"&gt;http://www2.rincondelvago.com/amor/tests/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te gusto??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dejame tu comentario.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111930451000164490?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111930451000164490/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111930451000164490' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111930451000164490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111930451000164490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/test.html' title='Test'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111897061966237436</id><published>2005-06-16T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:20:19.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..::Reconciliacion::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuando entre ala escuela me llevaba bastante bien con mis compañeros del año pasado menos con uno que fue mi amigo de 1000 años , pero un dia nos peleamos y no nos volvimos ni hablar. Hoy fue el dia de esa reconciliacion mientras comprabamos en la cooperativa y el a lado mio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: No tengo lana!! prestame  un peso no Gomez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Gomez: Pidele a la Martha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: No por que no me va a querer prestar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo: Y quien dice que no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: No puedo aceptarlo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo: por que?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: No seria correcto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo: Por un mugre peso no me voy a morir, aceptalo, anda!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: Que no!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Yo: Todavia me acuerdo del dia en que nos peleamos....fue un 26 de abril del año pasado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;D: Bien que te acuerdas he!! yo ni me acordaba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Gomez: De algo me acordaba por abril, pero no sabia la fecha exacta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;"&gt;...Total la platica estuvo bastante interesante hablando de maestros y todo...hasta me dijo que yo sabía más que la maestra de ingles!!..... ese chamaco me hizo reir como nunca en su vida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yo: Tienes algun tipo de rencor existencial hacia ami?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;D: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yo: Yo tampoco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Yo: Amigos??  (estirandole la mano)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Acto seguido: El me da la mano....medio dudoso al principio...pero me la dio...todo estaba muy bien hasta que llego el estupido de Wong para arruinar todo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;...Despues de un año 2 meses de pelea y de no soportarnos me siento más tranquila...y tengo que confesar que todavia no me la creo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-111897061966237436?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111897061966237436/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>MARIO BENEDETTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Tus manos son mi caricia  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mis acordes cotidianos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;te quiero porque tus manos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;trabajan por la justicia  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;si te quiero es porque sos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mi amor mi cómplice y todo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y en la calle codo a codo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;somos mucho más que dos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;tus ojos son mi conjuro  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;contra la mala jornada  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;te quiero por tu mirada  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;que mira y siembra futuro  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;tu boca que es tuya y mía  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;tu boca no se equivoca  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;te quiero porque tu boca  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;sabe gritar rebeldía  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;si te quiero es porque sos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mi amor mi cómplice y todo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y en la calle codo a codo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;somos mucho más que dos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y por tu rostro sincero  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y tu paso vagabundo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y tu llanto por el mundo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;porque sos pueblo te quiero  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y porque amor no es aureola  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ni cándida moraleja  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y porque somos pareja  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;que sabe que no está sola  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;te quiero en mi paraíso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;es decir que en mi país  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;la gente vive feliz  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;aunque no tenga permiso  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;si te quiero es porque sos  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;mi amor mi cómplice y todo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;y en la calle codo a codo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;somos mucho más que dos&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/11927618-111886385493505057?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111886385493505057/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111886385493505057' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111886385493505057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111886385493505057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/mario-benedetti.html' title='MARIO BENEDETTI'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111878455797752544</id><published>2005-06-14T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:21:45.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciega Sordomuda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se me acaba el argumento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y la metodología&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Cada vez que se aparece frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;A mi tu anatomía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Por que este amor ya no entiende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;De consejos, ni razones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Se alimenta de pretextos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y le faltan pantalones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Este amor &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no me permite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estar en pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Porque ya hasta me ha quebrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Los talones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Aunque me levante volveré a caer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Si te acercas nada es útil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para esta inútil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Bruta, ciega, sordomuda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Torpe, traste, testaruda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Es todo lo que he sido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Por ti me he convertido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;En una cosa que no hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Otra cosa más que amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pienso en ti día y noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Y no se como olvidarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Cuántas veces he intentado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Enterrarte en mi memoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Y aunque diga ya no más&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Es otra vez la misma historia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Porque este amor siempre sabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Hacerme respirar profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Ya me trae por la izquierda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y de pelea con el mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Si pudiera exorcizarme de tu voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Si pudiera escaparme de tu nombre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Si pudiera arrancarme el corazón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y esconderme para no sentirme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Nuevamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Bruta, ciega, sordomuda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Torpe, traste, testaruda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Es todo lo que he sido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Por ti me he convertido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En una cosa que no hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Otra cosa mas que amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Pienso en ti dia y noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y no se como olvidarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Ojerosa, flaca, fea, desgrenada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Torpe, tonta, lenta, necia, desquiciada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Completamente descontrolada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Tu te das cuenta y no me dices nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Ves que se me ha vuelto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;La cabeza un nido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Donde solamente tu tienes asilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y no me escuchas lo que te digo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Mira bien lo que vas a hacer conmigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Bruta, ciega, sordomuda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Torpe, traste, testaruda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Es todo lo que he sido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Por ti me he convertido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;En una cosa que no hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Otra cosa mas que amarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Pienso en ti dia y noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;"&gt;Y no se como olvidarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111878455797752544?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111878455797752544/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111878455797752544' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111878455797752544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111878455797752544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/ciega-sordomuda.html' title='Ciega Sordomuda'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111871565262325202</id><published>2005-06-13T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T19:20:52.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M ONLY SLEEPING</title><content type='html'>When I wake up early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Lift my head, I'm still yawning&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the middle of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Stay in bed, float up stream&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me, no&lt;br /&gt;don't shake me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me where I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm only sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems to think I'm lazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind, I think they're crazy&lt;br /&gt;Running everywhere at such a speed&lt;br /&gt;Till they find, there's no need&lt;br /&gt;Please don't spoil my day&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles away&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;I'm only sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Keeping an eye on the world going by my window&lt;br /&gt;Taking my time&lt;br /&gt;Lying there and staring at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a sleepy feeling&lt;br /&gt;Please don't spoil my day&lt;br /&gt;I'm miles away&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;I'm only sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Keeping an eye on the world going by my window&lt;br /&gt;Taking my time&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up early in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;Lift my head, I'm still yawning&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in the middle of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Stay in bed, float up stream&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me, no&lt;br /&gt;don't shake me&lt;br /&gt;Leave me where I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm only sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENGO SUEÑO!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111871565262325202?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111871565262325202/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111871565262325202' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111871565262325202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111871565262325202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-only-sleeping.html' title='I&apos;M ONLY SLEEPING'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111878316875774164</id><published>2005-06-13T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T14:49:25.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a 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Mi otro template no se veia y cuando se veia lucia horrible, asi que me decidñi por este, que parece tipo &lt;a href="http://los4.com/mothernaturesson.html"&gt; Mother Nature's son &lt;/a&gt; solo que este fue el que mñas o menos me convencio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buen inicio de semana X adelantado para todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="" border="3" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesmerizing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Altruistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relaxing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Timeless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hilarious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amorous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="" border="3" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dashing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Influential&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lazy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="" border="3" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luxurious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Extreme&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;New&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Odd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center" style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naughty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111860878757981352?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111860878757981352/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111860878757981352' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111860878757981352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111860878757981352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/odio-esto.html' title='Odio esto!!!!'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111843181343456479</id><published>2005-06-10T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:39:22.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YO QUISIERA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Soy tu mejor amigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y un pañuelo de lagrimas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de amores pérdidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;te recargas en mi hombro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tu llanto no cesa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo solo te acaricio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y me dices porqué &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;la vida es tan cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;con tus sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo solo te abrazo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y te consuelo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me pides mil consejos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;para protegerte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;de tu próximo encuentro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sabes que te cuido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;lo que no sabes es que yo quisiera ser ese por quien, te desvelas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y te desesperas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser tu llanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ese que viene de tus sentimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;yo quisiera ser esa por quien,&lt;br /&gt;tu despertaras ilusionado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera que vivieras, de mi siempre enamorada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tu te me quedas viendo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y me preguntas, si algo me esta pasando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y yo no se que hacer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;si tu supieras que me estoy muriendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quisiera decirte, lo que yo siento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;pero tengo miedo de que me rechazes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y que solo en mi mente, vivas para siempre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por eso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser ese por quien, te desvelas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;y te desesperas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser tu llanto, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ese que viene de tus sentimiento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser ese por quien, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;tu despertaras ilusionada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera que vivieras, de mi siempre enamorada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera, ser tu llanto, umm, tu vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera, ser tu llanto, umm, tu vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ooooo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser tu llanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(tu llanto) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ser tu vida (ser tu vida) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yo quisiera ser tu llanto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/11927618-111843181343456479?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111843181343456479/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111843181343456479' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111843181343456479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111843181343456479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/yo-quisiera.html' title='YO QUISIERA!'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111843134426393960</id><published>2005-06-10T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T12:22:24.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dinos cuál es... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1)La frase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"In my life, I've loved them all" John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2)El dicho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ten cuidado con lo que deseas por que algun día se puede cumplir"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3)El mito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De la muerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4)La gran mentira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Todo lo que ahora odias algun dia lo amaste"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5)La gran verdad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Te quiero"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...que más te han marcado, interesado, influido o ayudado, y porqué. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111843134426393960?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111843134426393960/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111843134426393960' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111843134426393960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111843134426393960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/las-5-del-viernes_10.html' title='Las 5 del viernes'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111834648200268769</id><published>2005-06-09T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:20:47.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Told Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's talking and no one says a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's making love and no one really cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's Nazis in the bathroom just below the stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Always something happening and nothing going on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's always something cooking and nothing in the pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;They're starving back in China so finish what you got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Strange days indeed -- strange days indeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's runnin' and no one makes a move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everyone's a winner and nothing left to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's a little yellow idol to the north of Katmandu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's flying and no one leaves the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's crying and no one makes a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's a place for us in the movies you just gotta lay around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's smoking and no one's getting high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Everybody's flying and never touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;There's a UFO over New York and I ain't too surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nobody told me there'd be days like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Strange days indeed -- most peculiar, mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/8457084/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos7.flickr.com/8457084_cc6033204b_m.jpg" width="240" height="26" alt="60sbanner" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111834648200268769?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111834648200268769/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111834648200268769' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111834648200268769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111834648200268769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/nobody-told-me.html' title='Nobody Told Me'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111827289229841346</id><published>2005-06-08T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:21:32.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que lloro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;         Quedate un momento asi no mires hacia mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que no podre aguantar si clavas tu mirada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que me llena el cuerpo y me ha pasado antes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que no puedo hablar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Tal vez pienses que estoy loco y es verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; un poco tengo que aceptar, pero si no te explico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; lo que siento dentro no vas a entender cuando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; me veas llorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Nunca me senti tan solo como cuando ayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; de pronto lo entendi mientras callaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; la vida me dijo a gritos que nunca te tuve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; y nunca te perdi&lt;/span&gt;, y me explicaba que el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; es una cosa que se da de pronto en forma natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; lleno de fuegos y la fuerza se marchita sin tener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; principio llega a su final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ahora tal vez lo puedas entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que si me tocas se quema mi piel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ahora tal vez lo puedas entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; y no te vuelvas si no quieres ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Que lloro por ti, que lloro sin ti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt; que ya lo entendi, que no eres para mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; y lloro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Nunca me senti tan solo como cuando ayer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; de pronto lo entendi mientras callaba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; la vida me dijo a gritos que nunca te tuve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; y nunca te perdi, y me explicaba que el amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; es una cosa que se da de pronto en forma natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; lleno de fuegos y la fuerza se marchita sin tener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; principio llega a su final...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ahora tal vez lo puedas entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que si me tocas se quema mi piel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ahora tal vez lo puedas entender,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; y no te vuelvas si no quieres ver...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;" &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/11927618-111827289229841346?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111827289229841346/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111827289229841346' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111827289229841346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111827289229841346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/que-lloro.html' title='Que lloro...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111801446096845105</id><published>2005-06-05T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T17:00:36.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apoyo a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mi voto de Miss Bloguita 2005 es para:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://luzdeescenario.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111801446096845105?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111801446096845105/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111801446096845105' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111801446096845105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111801446096845105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/apoyo.html' title='Apoyo a...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111800785767260220</id><published>2005-06-05T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T14:47:13.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 canciones de radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Las 5 canciones que siempre escucho en la radio y que me encantan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. Que vida la mia- Reik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2.Welcome to my life- Simple plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3.Boulevard  Of Broken Dreams- Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4.Shut Up!- Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. Yo quisiera- Reik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111800785767260220?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111800785767260220/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111800785767260220' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111800785767260220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111800785767260220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/5-canciones-de-radio.html' title='5 canciones de radio'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111780990212818169</id><published>2005-06-03T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T09:05:39.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1)¿Qué es lo más original o importante que dejas en tu closet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mi vestido del dia de mi graduacion  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2)¿Qué es lo más original o importante que dejas en tu mesa de noche?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mis lentes de John Lennon!!! los cuido más que  a mi vida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3)¿Qué es lo más original o importante que dejas en tu computadora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Un raton de juguete que pertenece a mi gato, aunque el no lo pela mucho esta muy bonito y lo adopte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4)¿Qué es lo más original o importante que dejas en tu colección de discos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mis discos de Los Beatles y de John!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5)¿Qué es lo más original o importante que dejas en tu bolsa, mochila o cartera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;El $$$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&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/11927618-111780990212818169?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111780990212818169/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111780990212818169' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111780990212818169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111780990212818169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/las-5-del-viernes.html' title='Las 5 del viernes'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111775497483481420</id><published>2005-06-02T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T09:06:12.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching The Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People say Im crazy, doing what Im doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, they give me all kinds of warnings to save me from ruin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I say that Im okay, well, they look at me kinda strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Surely, your not happy now, you no longer play the game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;People say Im lazy, dreaming my life away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, they give me all kinda of advice designed to enlighten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I tell them that Im doing fine watching shadows on the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Dont you miss the big time, boy. Youre no longer on the ball."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Im just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I really love to watch them roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No longer riding on the merry-go-round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just had to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ahhh...People ask me questions, lost in confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, I tell them theres no problem, only solutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, they shake their heads and they look at me as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if Ive lost my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tell them theres no hurry, Im just sitting here doing time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Im just sitting here watching the wheels go round and round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I really love to watch them roll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No longer riding on the marry-go-round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just had to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just had to let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I just had to let it goooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111775497483481420?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111775497483481420/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111775497483481420' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111775497483481420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111775497483481420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/watching-wheels.html' title='Watching The Wheels'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111775446892355899</id><published>2005-06-02T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T16:30:17.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resporte tras reporte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mi mama hoy leyo mis hojas de reportes (son como 2 y alli hay de todo) . Tampoco pude evitar reirme por PERRA DEL MAL, solo que no lo hice enfrente de la orientadora, si no en el recreo con un amigo mio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y un niño viendo mis reportes se empezo a burlar (el se burla hasta de su mama) y le digo que el lleva como 5 hojas. Me mando a shangai. No me preocupe mucho, pues un maestro me puso a ponerle reporte por tirarse al piso, otro a su amigo por hacer voses bulonas y 3 niños más por desordenar en clase. Como disfrute poniendole reporte a los niños que más me molestan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GRACIAS A DIOS MAÑANA NO HAY CLASES!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/17141805/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos13.flickr.com/17141805_6042adb8d0_m.jpg" alt="lennonesgrande" height="240" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lennon, El más grande, siempre...&lt;/span&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/11927618-111775446892355899?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111775446892355899/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111775446892355899' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111775446892355899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111775446892355899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/06/resporte-tras-reporte.html' title='Resporte tras reporte'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111757159772995571</id><published>2005-05-31T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T15:25:03.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para mi papa  (D.Brackney)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;No me queda más que dedicarte esta canción del dia del padre, es lo que siento hacia a ti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you ever feel out of place? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And no one understands you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you ever want to run away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When nothing feels alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;To be like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be left out in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Are you desperate to find something more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Before your life is over?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Are you sick of everyone around? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When nothing feels alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be like me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be left out in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And no one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You might think I'm happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I'm not gonna be ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You never had to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was always there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;What it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be hurt, to feel lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be left out in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be hurt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To feel lost &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be left out in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To be kicked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When you're down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;No you don't know what it's like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letrastraducidas.com/index.php?m=s&amp;amp;lid=3835"&gt;LA TRADUCCION   &lt;/a&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/11927618-111757159772995571?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111757159772995571/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111757159772995571' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111757159772995571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111757159772995571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-mi-papa-dbrackney.html' title='Para mi papa  (D.Brackney)'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111748543517070945</id><published>2005-05-30T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T13:37:15.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy Leo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/99881383@N00/16498696/" title="Photo Sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/16498696_c94e6e0072_o.jpg" width="340" height="286" alt="lion_as" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nacida una mañana de agosto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111748543517070945?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111748543517070945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111748543517070945' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111748543517070945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111748543517070945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/soy-leo.html' title='Soy Leo'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111722384092159316</id><published>2005-05-27T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T10:32:38.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes con venganza incluida</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;¿Son ciertas? ¿Te identificas con ellas? ¿Qué significan para tí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1) Que hablen de uno es espantoso. Pero hay algo peor: que no hablen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pues que hablen, mientras sea bien no hay problema. De cierta manera si me identifico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2) Cuando hables, procura que tus palabras sean mejores que el silencio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;En 11 palabras que me calle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3) El más difícil no es el primer beso, sino el último.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Los 2 son dificiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4) Educad a los niños y no será necesario castigar a los hombres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hay que educar bien!! tal es el caso del niño de abajo, leeanlo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5) Prefiero morir de pie, a vivir arrodillado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coincido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay un compañero mio que siempre me esta moleste y moleste, siempre me patea la mochila, me dice de groserias, me esconde mis cosas hasta que un día le dije dije "Me vengare de ti, vas a ver" y hoy fue ese día. Pos resulta que llega un amigo mio y me dice "ten esto, es tu venganza contra el casti (asi le dicen)" veo y es un citatorio en termino URGENTE de hoy, ya todo pisoteado y humedo, la duda no me entro ni X un momento de si se lo doy a su mama que e mi vecina. Mi mama acaba dee ir a darselo y x lo que me cuenta le va a ir como rabo de puerco al niño...pero le dije a mi mama "ya me arrepenti" y me dice "El citatoro el se lo gano, no tu" pero bueno...Buen endweek pa todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-111722384092159316?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111722384092159316/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111722384092159316' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111722384092159316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111722384092159316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/las-5-del-viernes-con-venganza.html' title='Las 5 del viernes con venganza incluida'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111713938902628762</id><published>2005-05-26T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T13:43:56.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para grandes problemas, grandes soluciones...</title><content type='html'>Hable con Margarita. Resulta que le digo que yo no fui, que estuve todo el tiempo con ella y le pregunte si se queria seguir juntando conmigo, su respuesta fue un si con la cara, y yo pense que no queria saber más de mi. Valeria sigue igual o peor, hoy le dolio el estomago (cada 3 dias le duele algo diferente) solo que a veces es cierto y otras no, que solo lo hace para volarse las clases, o para ver a su novio, amigo (o lo que sea) que todas las de mi grupo quieren con el menos yo, la neta esta espantoso, que le ven de guapo?? bueno cada quien tiene sus gustos no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Ahora ya no me importa quien fue...lo que me importa es la amistad que tengo&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/11927618-111713938902628762?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111713938902628762/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111713938902628762' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111713938902628762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111713938902628762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-grandes-problemas-grandes.html' title='Para grandes problemas, grandes soluciones...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111706933881436369</id><published>2005-05-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:02:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50 cuentas para Gmail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;DEJA TU NOMBRE Y TU CORREO Y TE MANDARE TU INVITACION&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/11927618-111706933881436369?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111706933881436369/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111706933881436369' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111706933881436369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111706933881436369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/50-cuentas-para-gmail.html' title='50 cuentas para Gmail'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111696713828379226</id><published>2005-05-24T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T19:12:44.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Existen sospechas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Desde hace varios meses me empeza a juntar con una niña bastante timida, casi ni habla, y aunque ella no esta en mi grupo, estaba con ella casi todo el tiempo. Al mes me empeze a juntar con Valeria, una niña de mi grupo con la que me llevaba bastante bien, solo que la mayoria de las veces me le seperaba (hasta hoy) por que con sus payasadas de niña caprihosa me solia abrumar, pero mientras ella se quedaba con su novio, amigo (o lo que sea) me iva con la otra niña, ella si me entiende y no esta a cada rato con sus chistesitos, solo que cuando Valeria me ve namas no le sale fuego por la boca por que no es dragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hoy ala señorita se le ocurrio hacer otra de sus payasadas, me fui con esta niña, platicandoo de los niños de su grupo (por cierto la mayoria esta como quiere ) llega "Hay Martha, que haces, vamonos!!" y me voy y se va con su amigo del alma y me voy de nuevo con esta niña, mientras le decía que ella era muy buena onda y que hasta cierto punto la apreciaba un buen, pues la vi con una cara que bueno.., en ese momento "rrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggggg!" y me subo DIRECTAMENTE A MI SALON y 2 horas despues yiendo al baño en ingles una niña de su grupo me dice "tu pintaste lo de Margarita (asi se llama) no??" y le digo "¿que?" y dijo que en el pizarron pintaron "MARGARITA GRACIAS POR "TU AMISTAD"" y todos lo vieron...lo primero que presenti es que fue Valeria o un niño que es mi peor enemigo en el mundo, no se...pero yo creo que fue Valeria, ademas llego bien tarde al salon,. Pero lo que si es que esa niña ya me tiene hasta lo ultimo de mi pasciencia, he hablado con ella, pero me dice "si Martita voy a cambiar lo prometo" y no cambia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ahora solo pensare en  que le voy a decir mañana a Margarita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;SEGUIREMOS INVESTIGANDO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111696713828379226?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111696713828379226/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111696713828379226' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111696713828379226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111696713828379226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/existen-sospechas.html' title='Existen sospechas...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111660916808181840</id><published>2005-05-20T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T10:12:48.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes</title><content type='html'>1 ¿Cuál es la mejor película que has visto en el 2005?&lt;br /&gt;*El exorcista 2,  aunque me puse uno que otro susto, vale mucho la pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 ¿Qué piensas sobre las películas en versión original?&lt;br /&gt;*Que hay algunas que si valen la pena, pero hay otras que de plano no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ¿Qué película no recomendarías ver a nadie?&lt;br /&gt;*El diario de Bridget Jones, que horror!!! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 ¿Qué película recuerdas de tu infancia ? (No hace falta que pongas&lt;br /&gt;el título si no te acuerdas, describe el argumento)&lt;br /&gt;*Shrek (la primera version) me encanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ¿Tu serie de televisión favorita (actual o antigua)?&lt;br /&gt;*Los Simpson!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111660916808181840?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111660916808181840/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111660916808181840' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111660916808181840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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playa'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111618091665003272</id><published>2005-05-15T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T15:56:27.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pina,Rey,Babe, Luna, Diamante, Blue,Strawberry,Felix, Mohama , Pink, Hechicero y Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9aGVkZ2Vob2cuc3dmJmNscj0weGMxMmY5MyZjbj1waW5hJmFuPWRhbmllbGE="&gt;&lt;br 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pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9ZmlzaC5zd2YmY2xyPTB4MTUwZWZmJmNuPWJsdWUmYW49ZGFuaWVsYQ=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9cGVuZ3Vpbi5zd2YmY2xyPTB4ZThhNmUwJmNuPXN0cmF3YmVycnkmYW49ZGFuaWVsYQ=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9bGxhbWEuc3dmJmNscj0weGYxZWQ3YyZjbj1tb2hhbWEmYW49ZGFuaWVsYQ=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9Y2F0LnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhiZGZiZmYmY249ZmVsaXgmYW49bWluYQ=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**(La mascota virtual de mi abuela)**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGYxZTZlOCZjbj1oZWNoaWNlcm8mYW49ZGFuaWVh"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9ZG9nLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhmZmEwZDMmY249cGluayZhbj1kYW5pZWxh"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111618091665003272?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111618091665003272/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111618091665003272' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111618091665003272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111618091665003272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/pinareybabe-luna-diamante.html' title='Pina,Rey,Babe, Luna, Diamante, Blue,Strawberry,Felix, Mohama , Pink, Hechicero y Black'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111617984160513528</id><published>2005-05-15T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T10:57:21.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes (medio atrasadas, pero bueno, más vale tarde ke nunca...))</title><content type='html'>1) ¿Cuál ha sido el momento más romántico de tu vida?&lt;br /&gt;*Cuando fue mi primera declaracion de amor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ¿Cuál ha sido la situación más vergonzosa que has pasado?&lt;br /&gt;*Cuando una vez en la escuela tiraron la mochila de todos afuera y fui la ultima en recoger la mia. y en ese momento paso el chavo que me gustaba, que horror!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ¿Qué es lo más extraño, surrealista o inexplicable que te ha sucedido?&lt;br /&gt;*Cuando de repente y sin causa ni motivo alguno empezo a mi compu a tocar Revolution 9...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) ¿Cuál fue tu momento más triste?&lt;br /&gt;*Creo que no he tenido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) ¿Cuál es el recuerdo más antiguo que conservas de tu vida?&lt;br /&gt;*Cuando me regalaron a un renito que todavia conservo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111617984160513528?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111617984160513528/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111617984160513528' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Y busca las cosas que te unen a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;Descubriras que la distancia&lt;br /&gt;Puso tierra entre tu y yo...&lt;br /&gt;Lloran las noches con tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;Y buscas tu vida en forma de alegría&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruza el abismo, salta sin miedo&lt;br /&gt;Sabes que no me voy a ir de tu lado&lt;br /&gt;Tu me sigues donde vaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y quiero sentir&lt;br /&gt;tus manos que escriben palabras duras&lt;br /&gt;hechas a golpes de un alma pura&lt;br /&gt;El día pasa y nuestro sueño&lt;br /&gt;cada minuto es mas real&lt;br /&gt;Verdades por pelear&lt;br /&gt;canciones que me llenan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos dias leyendo a &lt;a href="http://luzdeescenario.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Luz&lt;/a&gt; me encontre con unaa parte de la letra de ,la cancion Donde Iran, del grupo La 5ta estacion, esa cancion me trae recuerdos muy bonitos, y entonces resulta que ese dia estaba nostalgica.... ya se podrtan imaginar como me puse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ufff... aquella epoca la recuerdo como si hubiera sido hace 30 minutos... ese año recibí mi primera declaracion de amor, me fui de campamento, use por primera vez lentes (ni al al mes llegue comn ellos), ese año adoptamos  al gato, se buralaban de mi diciendome Martha Sahagún (ala fecha lo siguen haciendo  por mi primer nombre),  tantas cosas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy sabado 14 de mayo a las 10:20 pm (hora del DF) no me canso de escuchar In my Life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz fin de semana para todos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111612748816067187?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111612748816067187/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111612748816067187' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111612748816067187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111612748816067187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/donde-iran.html' title='Donde Iran...'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111576113396181867</id><published>2005-05-10T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T14:55:21.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Para mi mamá</title><content type='html'>Felicidades MAMA, muchas felicidades por tu día. Gracias por estar conmigo siempre, en las buenas y en las malas, gracias MAMA, por estar siempre conmigo cuando más te necesite, cuando tuve tu hombro para que me consolaras, GRACIAS por  escucharme y entenderme, GRACIAS por defenderme de los que me molestaban en la escuela, GRACIAS por apoyarme en cada desisicion que tomo, MIL GRACIAS MAMA, por estar cuando me enfermaba,  cuando me hacían llorar, por tus consejos, por aquel dia de agosto en que me diste a luz, por aguantarme, por tu pasciencia, por enseñarme a madurar, por quererme, por pasarte noches enseñandome matematicas, y aunque me regañes se que lo haces por que sea un gran ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me siento muy afortunada de tener a una gran mamá como tu, y aunque te diera mi vida seguiría quedando en deuda contigo, no sabes cuanto te quiero y te agradezco todo lo que has hecho, haces y haras por mi.. Gracias Tere Chacón, MIL GRACIAS POR TODO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN MY LIFE... I LOVE YOU MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con mucho cariño, Tu hija Martha Daniela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111576113396181867?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111576113396181867/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111576113396181867' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111576113396181867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111576113396181867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-mi-mam_10.html' title='Para mi mamá'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111565681036166580</id><published>2005-05-09T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T09:42:17.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13121027_0de360744c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto la use una vez para un trabajo de la escuela, pero la guarde por que realmente esta muy chida y ademas de que me encanta!!! ¿ke opinas? ¿te gusta? ¿X ke?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111565681036166580?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111565681036166580/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111565681036166580' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111565681036166580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111565681036166580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/agua.html' title='Agua'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111559602693716129</id><published>2005-05-08T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:16:17.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flores</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13002055_6e8e54566d.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13002054_d8c424357c.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/13002052_3cb11990c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13003474_d8312286d2_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos9.flickr.com/13002051_0e385ebc00.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos11.flickr.com/13002053_1b4615a5f1_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ami me gustan todas pero mi favorita es el girasol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cual te gusta??????? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111559602693716129?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111559602693716129/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111559602693716129' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111559602693716129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111559602693716129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/flores.html' title='Flores'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111521721052160388</id><published>2005-05-04T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T07:33:30.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calificaciones</title><content type='html'>Hoy hubo entrega de boletas. No fuí pero para mi sorpresa no reprobe ninguna (y conste ke el viejo de mate me habia dicho ke reprobe como el bimestre pasasdo) estas son mis calificaciones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biología-9&lt;br /&gt;Español-6&lt;br /&gt;Matematicas-6 &lt;br /&gt;Historía-6&lt;br /&gt;Geografia-8&lt;br /&gt;Civica y Etica-7&lt;br /&gt;Música-7&lt;br /&gt;Fisica y Quimica-6 &lt;br /&gt;Taller-6 (de milagro pase)&lt;br /&gt;Educacion Fisica-7&lt;br /&gt;Ingles-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no son las mejores no reprobe ninguna...uffff......que alivio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111521721052160388?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111521721052160388/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111521721052160388' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111521721052160388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111521721052160388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/calificaciones.html' title='Calificaciones'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111507713933031155</id><published>2005-05-02T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T16:41:12.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi week de vacaciones!!!!! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Va a ver puente del jueves al miercoles proximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ya falta poco para el dia del Maestro (Todavia no tengo que le voy a regalar a cada quien!!!!!) ni dinero, ya vere como me las ingenuo para conseguir algo de dinero para comprar y darselos el viernes 13 (15 cae en domingo) .Pa mi ruil desgracia mañana me toca Fisica ala quinta hora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;:S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;, ojala venga Valeria,con ella siempre estoy en el recreo, pero hoy  estuve con Margarita y otro chavo y no la pase tan mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hagan puentes más seguido no? Ustedes que opinan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;M.Daniela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11927618-111507713933031155?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111507713933031155/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111507713933031155' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111507713933031155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111507713933031155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/05/mi-week-de-vacaciones-xd.html' title='Mi week de vacaciones!!!!! XD'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111479158514804015</id><published>2005-04-29T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T09:19:45.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevo look</title><content type='html'>Regrese ami estilo de segundo de primaria, me cortaron el pelo un poco antes de los hombros, no se ni como me veo, me siento rara, aunque solo esta es una de las cosas raras que han pasado en mi vida: la vieja que más odiaba (fisica) ahora ya es un angelito y un amor de mujer conmigo (Quien la entiende????) y entre otras cosas .Hoy no hubo clases por "junta de evaluacion " asi que me preparo para mi fin de semana largo xD..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111479158514804015?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111479158514804015/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111479158514804015' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111479158514804015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111479158514804015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/nuevo-look.html' title='Nuevo look'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111474152194797842</id><published>2005-04-28T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T09:05:26.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La mascota del blog</title><content type='html'>Ayer adopte una mascota virtual para el blog llamada Black. Es un tierno y encantador gatito y aqui les dejo el link para que puedan conocerlo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9Y2F0LnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhjMGMwYyZjbj1ibGFjayZhbj1kYW5pZWxh" target="_blank"&gt;La mascota de este blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111474152194797842?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111474152194797842/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111474152194797842' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111474152194797842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lennon&lt;br /&gt;4- Rayando el sol-Mana&lt;br /&gt;5- Maybe i'm Amazed-Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;6- Any Road-George Harrison&lt;br /&gt;7- La Playa-la oreja de Van Gogh &lt;br /&gt;8- I Feel Fine-The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;9- Eye to Eye-Ringo Starr&lt;br /&gt;10- Martrha my Dear-The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;11- Perfect- Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;12- Here  Comes The Sun-The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;13-Here Today-Paul McCartney&lt;br /&gt;14-Nobody Told me-John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;15- Escucha Atento- Laura Pausini&lt;br /&gt;16-It Dont Come Easy-Ringo Starr&lt;br /&gt;17-Flaming Pie-Paul Mccartney&lt;br /&gt;18- Beautifoul Soul- Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;19-Every Breath You Take-The Police&lt;br /&gt;20-Aquí-la Ley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuales son las tuyas??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111455208253338761?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111419872152638499</id><published>2005-04-22T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T12:38:41.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes</title><content type='html'>1) ¿Te levantas al primer toque del despertador? ¿O eres de los que apagan el snooze una y otra vez?&lt;br /&gt;*Siempre me levanto ala primera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ¿Desayunas antes de salir de casa, o prefieres dedicar esos preciosos minutos extra a dormir?&lt;br /&gt;*De otra no me queda más que desayunar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) ¿Te echas una siesta al mediodía?¿Te gustaría pero no puedes?¿O tienes una incapacidad fisiológica (como yo) para ello?&lt;br /&gt;*Ni de broma me puedo dormir, aunque lo intente nunca puedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Si sales de marcha, y te vas a dormir muy tarde (pongamos a las siete de la mañana), puedes dormir ocho horas seguidas (o más)?&lt;br /&gt;*Si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Por la noche ¿es un placer meterse en la cama, o alargas la velada hasta la madrugada, aunque tengas que ir a trabajar/estudiar al día siguiente?&lt;br /&gt;*Depende del dia xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111419872152638499?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111419872152638499/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111419872152638499' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111419872152638499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;7-Las obras de teatro que nos dejan ir para pasar una materia&lt;br /&gt;8-Matematicas ala primera hora!!!:S&lt;br /&gt;9-Los martes&lt;br /&gt;10-No dormir en en fines de semana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ati que te da flojera?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111404804734392676?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111404804734392676/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111404804734392676' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111404804734392676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nombre y tu correo para mandarte tu invitacion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/11927618-111342124637455258?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111342124637455258/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111342124637455258' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111342124637455258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111342124637455258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/50-invitaciones-para-gmail.html' title='50 invitaciones para Gmail'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111326132804822861</id><published>2005-04-11T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:28:08.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El gato volador!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://blogia.com/tere/upload/gato.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias a Tere x la foto &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no es volador  es mi gato xD y es un amor!!! Casi siempre se queda en mi cama para dormirse&lt;br /&gt;y es bien tierno (aunque a veces muerda) .Lo que más me gusta de el son sus ojos (siempre me han gustado los ojos bonitos) azules como el cielo y me encanta verselos cuando hay sol. Esta presiosidadd tiene ya casi 4 años (4 años el 21 de este mes). Al `principio yo queria un perro pero esta hermosura vale por todas las mascotas del mundo :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morado {'-'}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111326132804822861?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111326132804822861/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111326132804822861' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111326132804822861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111326132804822861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/el-gato-volador_11.html' title='El gato volador!!!!!'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111299079506157493</id><published>2005-04-08T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T13:06:35.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las 5 del viernes</title><content type='html'>1)¿Quien fue tu primer mejor amigo (a)?&lt;br /&gt;*Mi primer mejor amiga se llama Jessica, la conozco desde primero de primaria :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)¿Te ha traicionado un amigo (a)? &lt;br /&gt;*Si &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)¿Te has enamorado de tu mejor amigo (a)?&lt;br /&gt;*Curiosamente nunca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)¿Te han peleado amigos tuyos?&lt;br /&gt;*Si y ha sido un relajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)¿Tienes amigos a larga distancia?&lt;br /&gt;*Si, unos cuantos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111299079506157493?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111299079506157493/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111299079506157493' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111299079506157493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111299079506157493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/las-5-del-viernes.html' title='Las 5 del viernes'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111273020294290674</id><published>2005-04-05T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T12:51:22.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A clases de nuevo</title><content type='html'>Despues de dos semanitas de vacaciones volví a clases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De camino ala escuela me encontre a  un amigo que me dio mucho gusto verlo. Las horas pasaban y mientras platicaba con Marisol (menos en la quinta, pues tocaba fisica y  esa maestra te baja puntos hasta por respirar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras veia y platicaba con todos mis amigos que había dejado de ver en vacaciones ( ya los extrañaba!) me saludo la persona menos esperada: un niño que al parecer se habia puesto celoso y se había enojado conmigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dejaron tarea, pero tengo que entregar una maqueta que me encargaron en Biología, a ver como me va.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojala que ya sea mañana, pues tengo que averiguar varios datos de algunos niños que no pude hoy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-La vida en morado-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111273020294290674?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111273020294290674/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111273020294290674' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111273020294290674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111273020294290674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/clases-de-nuevo_05.html' title='A clases de nuevo'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11927618.post-111265279323885167</id><published>2005-04-04T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T15:13:13.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-La vida en morado-</title><content type='html'>Hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy la autora del blog Here Today dedicado a The Beatles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este sera personal.ç&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;Daniela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11927618-111265279323885167?l=lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/111265279323885167/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11927618&amp;postID=111265279323885167' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111265279323885167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11927618/posts/default/111265279323885167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lavidaesrosa.blogspot.com/2005/04/la-vida-en-morado.html' title='-La vida en morado-'/><author><name>Rana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00996955805225133693</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/25/49770744_33a5031ceb_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
