<?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-552936581862431540</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:05:52.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only and pleasant herb</title><subtitle type='html'>Nada es casual, todo es CAUSAL</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-469224872849054040</id><published>2008-12-29T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:00:04.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Es una melancolía pesada, estamos reaciendo todo de nuevo y va muy bien, es distinto y este si moviliza el piso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-469224872849054040?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/469224872849054040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=469224872849054040' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/469224872849054040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/469224872849054040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/es-una-melancola-pesada-estamos.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-6363854195164533486</id><published>2008-12-05T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:16:09.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/STnEPXkJepI/AAAAAAAAARo/0K4JtT8Ihxc/s1600-h/zz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276464206743960210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/STnEPXkJepI/AAAAAAAAARo/0K4JtT8Ihxc/s200/zz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No se que quiero, no se que me depara no se N A D A , la verdad que estoy cansada y arta, necesito dormir mucho aislada de todo y de todos, sin problemas ni preocupaciones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;GRACIAS&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/552936581862431540-6363854195164533486?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/6363854195164533486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=6363854195164533486' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/6363854195164533486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/6363854195164533486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-se-que-quiero-no-se-que-me-depara-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/STnEPXkJepI/AAAAAAAAARo/0K4JtT8Ihxc/s72-c/zz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3396517468091805423</id><published>2008-11-22T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:03:34.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Registrar y disfrutar de las &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pequeñas&lt;/span&gt; cosas, no se volverán a repetir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-3396517468091805423?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3396517468091805423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3396517468091805423' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3396517468091805423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3396517468091805423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/registrar-y-disfrutar-de-las-pequeas.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-6405663546337361597</id><published>2008-11-20T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:56:09.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jazmín&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSWVPT5Q5WI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4eM67h3au0U/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270783029178066274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSWVPT5Q5WI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4eM67h3au0U/s200/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Te puedo llegar a ver así casi en el final, después de todo el tiempo vivido a tu lado, toda mi infancia y mi adolescencia. Algo increíble como pudiste llenar tanto en mi, como la casa se siente vacía sin vos, y la manera en que sufrimos las tres por verte así es increíble. Que feo es ver como se aproxima la muerte, que feo es verlo en alguien que amas, alguien canino que realmente se transforma en un humano sin darte cuenta. Los diálogos que entablas con el solo de la mirada y lo exigente que es para lograr que el otro la entienda. Con llantos, mordeduras, haciendo lo posible para que uno la entienda cuando verdaderamente la entendemos y es increíble como sabemos que tenemos dialogo con ella y ella con nosotras. Amor de verdad es lo que sentimos hacia ella pero no queda mas que resignarse; sabemos lo que se aproxima y hay que ser fuerte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-6405663546337361597?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/6405663546337361597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=6405663546337361597' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/6405663546337361597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/6405663546337361597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/te-puedo-llegar-ver-as-casi-en-el-final.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSWVPT5Q5WI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/4eM67h3au0U/s72-c/IMG_1092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-2748080910058439269</id><published>2008-11-18T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:50:05.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGv4xvMAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BJBCKGUPND0/s1600-h/000_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270133777462407170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGv4xvMAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BJBCKGUPND0/s200/000_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGmZw-67I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ejNX85Li3Is/s1600-h/000_0061(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270133614518922162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGmZw-67I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ejNX85Li3Is/s200/000_0061(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGXXkbpGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fWyepgQ0tMA/s1600-h/000_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270133356231369826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGXXkbpGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/fWyepgQ0tMA/s200/000_0048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-2748080910058439269?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2748080910058439269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=2748080910058439269' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2748080910058439269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2748080910058439269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SSNGv4xvMAI/AAAAAAAAAQw/BJBCKGUPND0/s72-c/000_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8719305698163700450</id><published>2008-11-16T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:16:31.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Quien tiene algo para la nariz? pregunto, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;podría&lt;/span&gt; ser de utilidad mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pañuelo&lt;/span&gt;", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disfrace&lt;/span&gt; de ingenuidad mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anzuelo&lt;/span&gt;... ALGO PARA NO DORMIR IDIOTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-8719305698163700450?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8719305698163700450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8719305698163700450' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8719305698163700450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8719305698163700450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/quien-tiene-algo-para-la-nariz-pregunto.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-9065663386206169753</id><published>2008-11-10T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:41:36.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Esa calma espiritual, esa calma que pocos tenemos, diria yo que casi nadie jaja todos con nuestros bolonquis en la cabeza, cada uno en su mundo y con sus cosas que hacer, cada uno preocupandose de lo suyo y de sus tarea diarias, nadie medita el privilegiado tiempo que vivimos dia a dia, sino que al contrario, queremos que el dia pase rapido para que nos vayamos a dormir y sea de nuevo todo rutinario, en vez de ponerse a pensar que cada milesima de segundo vivido nunca mas se puede repetir..Wow jaja que locura, hoy estabamos hablando del AMOR, si del amor.. unos dicen que es una basura que no sirve para nada solo para sufrir, pero si nos ponemos a pensar en algo.. cual es la cosa mas facil? EQUIVOCARSE, cual es el mayor obstaculo? EL MIEDO, el mayor error? EL ABANDONo, la raiz de todos los males? EL EGOISMO, la peor derrota? EL DESANIMO, el mayor misterio ? LA MUERTE, el peor defecto ? EL MAL HUMOR, la persona mas peligrosa? LA MENTIROSA, el peor sentimiento ? EL RENCOR, el mejor regalo? EL PERDON, lo mas imprecindible? EL HOGAR, la ruta mas rapida? EL BUEN CAMINO, las personas mas necesarias? LOS PADRES, las mas bella de todas las cosas? "EL AMOR"-&lt;br /&gt;Si nos ponemos a pensar, la inteligencia sin amor nos hace perversos, la diplomacia sin amor te hace hipocrita, la pobreza sin amor te hace orgulloso... la belleza sin amor te hace ridiculo, la ley sin amor te esclaviza, la politica sin amor te hace egoista, seamos claros loco, la vida sin amor NO TIENE SENTIDO, aunque pensamos muchas veces en mas alla de las cosas, si vivimos es para brindar dia a dia eso que en finalidad es lo que importa no ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-9065663386206169753?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/9065663386206169753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=9065663386206169753' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/9065663386206169753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/9065663386206169753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/esa-calma-espiritual-esa-calma-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3150326021636545309</id><published>2008-11-08T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:12:41.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SRYNK3NZTBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F7J53Kjwr_Y/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266411294526360594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SRYNK3NZTBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F7J53Kjwr_Y/s400/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SRYKdtZF-PI/AAAAAAAAAPw/5nrQnqrIYg0/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SRYKHPYa9yI/AAAAAAAAAPo/osKB99y1Roo/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Que es lo que esta pasando con la gente? que pasa que se tornan personas incrédulas o tal vez personas envueltas en una telenovela según creen ellas.. Personas falsas que es preferible perderlas antes que encontrarlas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-3150326021636545309?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3150326021636545309/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3150326021636545309' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3150326021636545309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3150326021636545309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/que-es-lo-que-esta-pasando-con-la-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SRYNK3NZTBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/F7J53Kjwr_Y/s72-c/IMG_0456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5220002157296781038</id><published>2008-11-03T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:06:57.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQ9jhrfEUsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yxae9yDEZmg/s1600-h/tren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264535919679263426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQ9jhrfEUsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yxae9yDEZmg/s400/tren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Wouu un tren.. un tren ? si un tren..Pese a su maquina feroz y sus vagones que se van moviendo lentamente, no todos los que están dentro de el pueden llegar a la cabina. Aquella cabina que es la que dirige todo el camino del tren su partida y su fin. Uno tiene esa perspectiva de que aquel que ha llegado a aquella cabina tan esperada es llegada con esfuerzo, sacrificio, amor y paciencia; en cambio están aquellos que llegaron suciamente. Da que pensar no ? como hablamos los otros días con ro, ro es una compañera, no solo una compañera de banco, colegio, aula, sino una gran amiga que a pesar de todo lo que pasamos que ella sabe muy bien siempre estuvo.. bueno, como contaba, los otros días estábamos hablando con ella sobre el tren (? con ella suelo tener conversaciones muy flasheras, pero a lo que se llama la palabra FLASHERA.. Nuestra charla se trataba del tren de que nosotras estábamos al mando del tren, y nosotras somos kien decidimos si desencadenamos los vagones o no.. es algo típico, nadie sabe para donde correr si para la cabina(nosotras) o para el fin de la nada, nadie sabe quien es quien, todos envuelto en falsedad e hipocrecia.. que loco no ? que loco estar al mando del timón y sabes que es lo que pasa en la velera, que loco tener TANTO PODERRRRRRRRRRRRR, bue tanto ego iba a tener? conclusión : AGUANTE EL TREN Y SUS VAGONES &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/552936581862431540-5220002157296781038?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5220002157296781038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=5220002157296781038' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5220002157296781038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5220002157296781038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/11/wouu-un-tren.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQ9jhrfEUsI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yxae9yDEZmg/s72-c/tren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-7377603493110773960</id><published>2008-10-29T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:44:31.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQhzVF9h0aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vSaBzhcqkKs/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262582970797117858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQhzVF9h0aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vSaBzhcqkKs/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Que ganas de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;besarte&lt;/span&gt;de coincidir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;contigo de&lt;/span&gt; acercarme un poco y amarrarte en un &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;abrazo&lt;/span&gt;de mirarte a los &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ojos&lt;/span&gt; decirte&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; bienvenido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hoy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;estábamos&lt;/span&gt; hablando con mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hna&lt;/span&gt;, una charla en la cual le preocupaba. Una charla en la cual no sabia si correr para el sur o para el norte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Personas que demuestran tanto cariño y llega cierto punto que a uno le cansa, por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ahí&lt;/span&gt; el problema es de uno mismo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;quizás&lt;/span&gt; no ? por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ahí&lt;/span&gt; el problema es de estar empecinado con el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;príncipe&lt;/span&gt; azul y simplemente es el problema de NO DEJARNOS QUE NOS QUIERAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Meditar que es lo que uno verdaderamente quiere en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fácil&lt;/span&gt;, meditar sobre la persona que tenemos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;también&lt;/span&gt; es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fácil&lt;/span&gt;, pero meditar realmente lo que dice el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;corazón&lt;/span&gt; contradiciendo el sexo que solamente juega en contra en un momento de calentura. Miedo a esa persona "pesada" pero ansiedad con esa persona &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;fachera&lt;/span&gt;, linda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;y q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ue&lt;/span&gt; demuestra cariño cuando le conviene; uno quedando "loca" pero con que fin ? con el solo echo de hacernos daño a nosotros mismos.. porque ? por masoquistas a nosotros mismos.&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/552936581862431540-7377603493110773960?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7377603493110773960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=7377603493110773960' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/7377603493110773960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/7377603493110773960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/que-ganas-de-besarte-de-coincidir.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SQhzVF9h0aI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vSaBzhcqkKs/s72-c/IMG_0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8735996126818349744</id><published>2008-10-22T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:31:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SP9hSNJ9npI/AAAAAAAAAOo/f0JDFsHpML0/s1600-h/IMG_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260029855189016210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SP9hSNJ9npI/AAAAAAAAAOo/f0JDFsHpML0/s320/IMG_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Hay una canción que me llama mucha la atención, es una canción muy particular que la conocí en un momento muy particular de mi vida. Si, así es. Habla del miedo, que detrás de todo eso esconde un DESEO, un deseo en el cual tenemos miedo de afrontar. Al no concretarlo uno se da cuenta cuanto uno ha perdido si no intentamos, o cuantas veces no nos atrevimos y dejamos que pase y nos volvemos perdiendo en vez de ganar, que locura no ? cuanta razón tiene y ha cuantos nos ha sucedido esto !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Intentando uno no pierde nada, sobrepasando ese miedo que seguramente tiene algún fin bueno.&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/552936581862431540-8735996126818349744?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8735996126818349744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8735996126818349744' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8735996126818349744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8735996126818349744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/hay-una-cancin-que-me-llama-mucha-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SP9hSNJ9npI/AAAAAAAAAOo/f0JDFsHpML0/s72-c/IMG_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3727633540073013541</id><published>2008-10-19T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:04:45.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SPuChfAL_RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qarjFs2Ij-U/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258940501654764818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SPuChfAL_RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qarjFs2Ij-U/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anoche en la pc como todos los días, miro la hora y que tal ? ya eran las 00.03 hs. Digo wow la voy a despertar a mami y a darle el regalito,pero mejor dicho no, me voy a dormir con ella. Dicho y hecho, apague la pc y fui a la cama con mami, la despierto y le digo FELIZ DÍA MAA, entre bostezos y ojos cerrados me dice GRACIAS HIJITA. Bueno me acuesto y nos dormimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;A las 8.30 am viene Sa (mi hermana) diciéndole MAA FELIZ DÍA ME PUEDO IR Y DPS VUELVO ? mi vieja como re caliente la empezó a putear, en vez de despertarme para darme el regalo me despertas para boludeses (materialista ? jaja un poco.. me causo mucho) bueno entonces de inmediato le pego un grito a sabrina (yo media ofendida por haberme despertado TAN temprano) le digo a sabri que traiga el regalo. Se lo da y enseguida sigo durmiendo. Me levanto aproximadamente a las 13hs, almorzamos juntas y mi vieja se tuvo que ir a laburar a la EXPO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Inmediatamente me hice unas tostaditas con un buen vaso de Coca, me lo comi y saque un par de sillas al sol. Me puse a leer lo de ingles ya que mañana hay oral, pero no se mi cabeza realmente esta en otro lado. Vine acá como viciosa que soy, ya son las 17pm y yo todavía no estudia, dentro de aproximadamente una hora me voy a la EXPO con mamita ya que toca peteco carabajall y seguramente va la rubia (yessica). Tengo ganas de despejarme ya que lo hago las 24 hs del día, no se estoy podrida del colegio necesito que sea verano irme de vacaciones y estar todo el tiempo VIVA LA PEPA, aunque todos los días para mi es eso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;En fin creo que me voy a ir a estudiar y a comprarme unas facturas o quizás otra cosa.. pienso todo el tiempo en comida ? sisi, ya lo se, pero bueno que queres que le haga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Feliz día para todas las madres!&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/552936581862431540-3727633540073013541?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3727633540073013541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3727633540073013541' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3727633540073013541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3727633540073013541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/anoche-en-la-pc-como-todos-los-das-miro.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SPuChfAL_RI/AAAAAAAAAOU/qarjFs2Ij-U/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-4396867209918036660</id><published>2008-10-08T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:28:19.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1BZbLJQWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/AStN7q5NBzQ/s1600-h/IMG_3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254928245258273122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1BZbLJQWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/AStN7q5NBzQ/s320/IMG_3073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eres mi alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; eres &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mi cielo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;             eres mi vida mi amor TE QUIERO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ti mi vida no tendria sueños&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; ven dame un beso&lt;/span&gt; QUE TANTO QUIERO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;                     Yo quiero sentirte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; yo quiero decirte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;mi amor te quiero mas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;       te amo de verdad TODO me gusta de TI&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/552936581862431540-4396867209918036660?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4396867209918036660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=4396867209918036660' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4396867209918036660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4396867209918036660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/eres-mi-alma-eres-mi-cielo-eres-mi-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1BZbLJQWI/AAAAAAAAAOM/AStN7q5NBzQ/s72-c/IMG_3073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3340233877047472492</id><published>2008-10-08T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:23:24.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1AGp7SlOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/px0cMjs-Ox0/s1600-h/IMG_3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254926823289165026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1AGp7SlOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/px0cMjs-Ox0/s400/IMG_3067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Esa mancha en la pared a veces que piensas que es tan impenetrable &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imposible&lt;/span&gt; de sacar, que solo con&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; amor&lt;/span&gt; uno puede sacar las manchas del alma.. las manchas que te pueden marcar para toda la vida por echos o sucesos dificiles de repetir esa mancha que solo con &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tiempo&lt;/span&gt; uno la puede quitar de ahí con &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sacrificio &lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amor&lt;/span&gt;, si, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-3340233877047472492?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3340233877047472492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3340233877047472492' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3340233877047472492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3340233877047472492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/esa-mancha-en-la-pared-veces-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO1AGp7SlOI/AAAAAAAAAOE/px0cMjs-Ox0/s72-c/IMG_3067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5491035847177433450</id><published>2008-10-08T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:15:52.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO0-sZofZ8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xjz2ixZc1JY/s1600-h/naranjas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254925272727119810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO0-sZofZ8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xjz2ixZc1JY/s400/naranjas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Algo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cítrico &lt;/span&gt;o algo amargo, no importa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Algo que te&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; saque&lt;/span&gt; esa amargura &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YA&lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-5491035847177433450?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5491035847177433450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=5491035847177433450' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5491035847177433450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5491035847177433450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/algo-ctrico-o-algo-amargo-no-importa.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SO0-sZofZ8I/AAAAAAAAAN8/xjz2ixZc1JY/s72-c/naranjas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5585264113062147938</id><published>2008-10-04T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:51:30.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOgO38--6iI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dE5-SUMhMNQ/s1600-h/IMG_3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253465319753574946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOgO38--6iI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dE5-SUMhMNQ/s400/IMG_3332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Nosotros somos de carácter débil y reaccionamos desproporcionadamente a los estímulos. Si se nos ofende, podemos tener crisis de llanto desconsolado, desmayarnos, irnos encima de aquel que nos daña, salir corriendo del lugar en el que nos encontramos, y hasta realizar un acto suicida, (jaja bueno en si exagere un poco ). Nosotros somos de carácter débil y tratamos de demostrar lo contrario mediante rasgos del carácter que esconden esa debilidad entre los que se pueden encontrar el autoritarismo, la violencia (que no es más que la máscara de un fuerte complejo de inferioridad). A veces deseamos tener autoridad pero no sabemos cómo obtenerla sin ser autoritarios, violentos, dominantes, caprichosos, etc.Sin embargo, nosotros que poseemos un carácter fuerte no nos dejamos provocar ante una ofensa, antes meditamos en nuestras posibles consecuencias, valoramos las diversas respuestas a la misma y elegimos la más adecuada, la que, por lo general, evita males mayores. No necesitamos demostrar nuestra autoridad sino de nuestro propio comportamiento, de nuestra serenidad al enfrentar situaciones complejas, de nuestra propia sabiduría, de nuestra manera de dirigirnos a los demás con respeto, de nuestras actitudes frente al estudio, el trabajo, la familia, y la sociedad. Pero esto no nace por “generación espontánea”. Este tipo de carácter se nace desde el hogar en dependencia del tipo de educación que hayamos heredado de nuestros padres&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/552936581862431540-5585264113062147938?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5585264113062147938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=5585264113062147938' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5585264113062147938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5585264113062147938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/nosotros-somos-de-carcter-dbil-y_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOgO38--6iI/AAAAAAAAAN0/dE5-SUMhMNQ/s72-c/IMG_3332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-4977298760101430883</id><published>2008-10-04T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:51:52.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfWJhZ-ptI/AAAAAAAAANU/rOCZ18FL5d8/s1600-h/IMG_3114+-+copia+(4)+-+copia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253402949425473234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfWJhZ-ptI/AAAAAAAAANU/rOCZ18FL5d8/s400/IMG_3114+-+copia+(4)+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfV6SDGy6I/AAAAAAAAANM/PViehh54bOI/s1600-h/IMG_3114+-+copia+(5)+-+copia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253402687604968354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfV6SDGy6I/AAAAAAAAANM/PViehh54bOI/s400/IMG_3114+-+copia+(5)+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfV1Sps-rI/AAAAAAAAANE/VO6VDwYQ1Mg/s1600-h/IMG_3114+-+copia+(3)+-+copia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253402601867508402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfV1Sps-rI/AAAAAAAAANE/VO6VDwYQ1Mg/s400/IMG_3114+-+copia+(3)+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If lacking m&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; not that will be of my,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love her so much&lt;/span&gt; for that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because she is my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt; mother&lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-4977298760101430883?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4977298760101430883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=4977298760101430883' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4977298760101430883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4977298760101430883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-lacking-m-e-not-that-will-be-of-my-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOfWJhZ-ptI/AAAAAAAAANU/rOCZ18FL5d8/s72-c/IMG_3114+-+copia+(4)+-+copia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5012590400367506984</id><published>2008-10-04T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T11:10:53.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOexp4Rp9nI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iVOo1LaHrGo/s1600-h/IMG_3062+-+copia+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253362823390164594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOexp4Rp9nI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iVOo1LaHrGo/s400/IMG_3062+-+copia+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOexdVmuiyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DZL9uJCreno/s1600-h/IMG_3062+-+copia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253362607924874018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOexdVmuiyI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/DZL9uJCreno/s400/IMG_3062+-+copia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-5012590400367506984?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5012590400367506984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=5012590400367506984' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5012590400367506984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5012590400367506984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_6202.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOexp4Rp9nI/AAAAAAAAAMY/iVOo1LaHrGo/s72-c/IMG_3062+-+copia+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-2391564694701367973</id><published>2008-10-03T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:07:21.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Muchas veces he escuchado a algunas madres decir: “es que mi hijo tiene un carácter fuerte”. Esta es la queja constante de las madres que tienen hijos con las siguientes características: impulsivos, dominantes, incapaces de pensar en los demás, poniendo muchas veces sus intereses por encima de los intereses colectivos, son incesantemente caprichosos, obstinados, obsesivos.&lt;br /&gt;Todo tiene que ser como ellos lo desean y en el momento que lo desean. Y sólo por esto los calificamos de carácter “fuerte”.No nos engañemos, nosotros los adolescentes no poseemos un carácter fuerte, sino todo lo contrario, un carácter muy débil, somos presos de nuestras emociones, de nuestros impulsos y de nuestros propios caprichos. El carácter débil es fácilmente excitable, manipulable, provocable y muchas veces con facilidad se nos saca de las casillas. Otras veces nos mostramos pasivos, dependientes, atemorizados, poco tolerantes ante las frustraciones y los cambios, impresionables, sugestionables, emotivos, y con muchas dudas interiores.Nosotros con  carácter fuerte, por el contrario, contamos con diversas capacidades adaptativas que hace en cada momento lo debido, somos capaces de frenar nuestros  impulsos, si la situación lo requiere, somos dueños de sí mismo y no somos victimas de nuestras emociones, no somos violentos en nuestras manifestaciones de ira, reconocemos nuestras limitaciones y nuestras virtudes, y tenemos en cuenta las opiniones de los demás aun cuando no mostramos puntos de coincidencia con nosotros mismos.MMM vos que opinas ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-2391564694701367973?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2391564694701367973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=2391564694701367973' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2391564694701367973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2391564694701367973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/muchas-veces-he-escuchado-algunas.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-704722579934959970</id><published>2008-10-02T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:22:08.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Son esos estados bi-polares, en los cuales un día tenes un pensamiento definido, y al otro uno totalmente distinto, pensamientos que no te llevan a una decisión concreta, pensamientos sin ningún fin, pensamientos de la nada que a lo largo es obviamente para bien propio.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un día te gusta una cosa, al otro otra y así me siento constantemente, sera por la edad ? mas que seguro. Esa sensacion de inseguridad, de estar como a la deriva; pero un poco de positivismo porque ya no soy la misma cambie y MUCHO. Es solo cuestión de ver las cosas con optimismo. Y la de la foto ? ah si, es mi primita y yo en el día de su cumple el domingo 28-09-08 y la de rojo ? ah no se una flogger colgada.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU4RPIsiVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/p5TUJlTWJBs/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU4RPIsiVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/p5TUJlTWJBs/s1600-h/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252666409169488210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU4RPIsiVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/p5TUJlTWJBs/s320/IMG_3252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-704722579934959970?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/704722579934959970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=704722579934959970' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/704722579934959970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/704722579934959970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/son-esos-estados-bi-polares-en-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU4RPIsiVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/p5TUJlTWJBs/s72-c/IMG_3252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-4833409891336677602</id><published>2008-10-02T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:05:59.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU3npCncYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VLxzSB8DD3s/s1600-h/escandalo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252665694568804738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU3npCncYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VLxzSB8DD3s/s320/escandalo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Una película muy bien realizada y magistralmente protagonizada por Judi Dench y Cate Blanchett, en la que el escándalo de la relación de una joven maestra con un alumno de 15 años, se entrelaza con el vínculo que se genera entre ella y una vieja profesora con segundas intenciones. Este segundo "escándalo" supera en intensidad al primero, en la narración cinematográfica.Las memorables actuaciones logran dibujar en detalle el perfil psicológico de los personajes principales, sobretodo Judi Dench, la intrigante profesora, quien, atrapada en su infeliz y solitaria existencia, busca desesperadamente salvarse enredando a sus víctimas en las telarañas que teje cuidadosamente cual araña negra.Por su lado la joven maestra de arte (Cate Blanchett) encuentra sin buscarla, la evasión de una realidad que le pesa; una familia aparentemente feliz, con un marido mayor que ella, que a su vez la sedujo cuando ella fue su alumna (aunque ya tenía más de 20 años), y de cuya relación nacieron una hija, ya casi adolescente (de la edad del muchacho que "conquistó" a su mamá) y un niño con Síndrome de Down.El vacío que ambas tratan de llenar buscando fuera de ellas, las lleva a relaciones que terminan por vaciarlas aún más y por generar dolor y escándalos a su alrededor.Una film acerca de las pasiones y perversiones humanas y la búsqueda de la felicidad por caminos tortuosos y callejones sin salida.&lt;/em&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/552936581862431540-4833409891336677602?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4833409891336677602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=4833409891336677602' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4833409891336677602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4833409891336677602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/10/una-pelcula-muy-bien-realizada-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOU3npCncYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VLxzSB8DD3s/s72-c/escandalo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-7865750221934000532</id><published>2008-09-29T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T11:09:35.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOEZOGcwt4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5AXusy3MVdI/s1600-h/00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251506370530817922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOEZOGcwt4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/5AXusy3MVdI/s320/00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOEW836tvNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F4D-nw2Xirs/s1600-h/img048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251503875548888274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOEW836tvNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F4D-nw2Xirs/s320/img048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mi Abuelita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Ayer mientras pensaba recordaba los momentos cuando ella me añoñava y me contabas viejos cuentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Me puse a llorar porque no tengo su amor, mi abuelita bonita se me fue y me dejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Y ahora solo me queda recuerdos, mi Dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Cuando me añoñavas, Ay abuelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Cuando me abrasavas, Ay abuelita Cuando me mimabas, Ay abuelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Porque te me fuiste, Ay abuelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Ay cuanto te extraño, Ay abuelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Porque te me fuiste, Ay abuelita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Son cosas que pasan y tengo que entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Te marchaste al cielo y ahora tu estas bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;No reniego de Dios ni pierdo la fé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Solo a el le pido un día volverte a ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Cuando llegue ese día que le pido al señor Tú y yo reviviremos las cosas de ayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;Ay abuelita si Dios me dio la dicha de llegar al cielo estoy seguro de que me juntaría de nuevo contigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hoy tres años abuelita que te nos fuistes, como te extrañoooooo siempre en nuestro corazones Tencha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-7865750221934000532?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/7865750221934000532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5201796921692905104</id><published>2008-09-28T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:10:48.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAq73etKCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e-YUKc1p0AY/s1600-h/cumple+de+nana+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251244373507385378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAq73etKCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e-YUKc1p0AY/s320/cumple+de+nana+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/552936581862431540-5201796921692905104?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAq73etKCI/AAAAAAAAAHU/e-YUKc1p0AY/s72-c/cumple+de+nana+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-4732348070106846028</id><published>2008-09-28T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:09:23.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAqsVN4SlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ot_9gntRB5k/s1600-h/cumple+de+nana+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251244106611968594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAqsVN4SlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ot_9gntRB5k/s320/cumple+de+nana+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;COMO NOS BAILAMOS TODOOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-4732348070106846028?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4732348070106846028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=4732348070106846028' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4732348070106846028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4732348070106846028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/como-nos-bailamos-todooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SOAqsVN4SlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Ot_9gntRB5k/s72-c/cumple+de+nana+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-1224268712072634404</id><published>2008-09-26T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:10:13.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uno nace rodeada de gente maravillosa, con la cual te educa y vas aprendiendo, a lo largo del trayecto de la vida, las cosas con cariño y amor. Esas personas estuvieron, y por ahí hoy no están; y las otras que son incondicionales. Venís al mundo simplemente a conocerlo, a sufrir, a sobrepasar obstáculos y con el solo fin de que ? de terminar todos iguales, en un simple y sencillo cajón de madera, o quizás en cenizas derramadas a la mar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cada momento vivido con cada ser querido aprovechado a lo máximo, o quizás no tanto. Teniendo imágenes de personas de tal manera.. y con el transcurso del tiempo esas imagen poco a poco irse sumergiendo en un profundo vaso sin fin, que a medida que se va sumergiendo lleva una sobrecarga impresionante de culpa, rencor, odio. Esas personas que realmente no valen la pena, esas personas que simplemente brindaban todo lo contrario a lo que recibían, esas personas que ahora NO ESTÁN por errores cometidos por ellos mismos sin que nadie les haga ningún daño.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La vida es una gama impresionante de colores, pero siempre se definen dos: o blanco o negro, no hay grises, sino un punto de partida en el cual en el mismo se finaliza.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;La vida puede tener distinta formas geométricas triángulo , rectángulo, cuadrado, pero para mí específicamente la vida en un CIRCULO en el cual uno gira constantemente y en el cual nunca tiene fin, en el cual todo lo realizado llega cierto punto que vuelve como todo circulo que gira y gira. Es constantemente un ida y vuelta por eso mismo se dice que en la vida nada es CASUAL, sino CAUSAL.. por que ? simplemente porque cada echo realizado, o cada echo recibido es porque uno mismo es producto de ESO, uno mismo lo ha producido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&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/552936581862431540-1224268712072634404?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1224268712072634404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=1224268712072634404' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1224268712072634404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1224268712072634404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/uno-nace-rodeada-de-gente-maravillosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-1104111666520960368</id><published>2008-09-26T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:11:00.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Entonces en que quedamos tiramos para arriba o&lt;br /&gt;nos achacamos&lt;br /&gt;te aconsejo que levantes la mirada&lt;br /&gt;y hagas como que aquí no a pasado nada&lt;br /&gt;que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no te gane&lt;/span&gt; la pena my friend&lt;br /&gt;sale ya de ese agujero sale ya de ese problema&lt;br /&gt;mira para arriba y agradece&lt;br /&gt;porque &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tienes una vida&lt;/span&gt; pese lo q pese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ahora habré tu ventana mira para afuera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;existen cosas bellas&lt;/span&gt; existen cosas buenas&lt;br /&gt;no te dejes vencer, no te dejes enloquecer&lt;br /&gt;vive el regalo de un nuevo día &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;con placer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y veras que no hay nada que temer&lt;br /&gt;busca la verdad en tu interior busca tu ser&lt;br /&gt;para comprender que &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hay alguien q te ama&lt;/span&gt; y pase lo que pase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no te quiere ver caer&lt;br /&gt;solo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ten fe&lt;/span&gt; porque JAH va a estar feliz al verte renacer&lt;br /&gt;vibra positiva zona ganjah envía&lt;br /&gt;para ver si te motivas a vivir un nuevo día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ahora alza la cabeza que por algo se empieza&lt;br /&gt;sal a caminar y observa la naturaleza&lt;br /&gt;pero si tropiezas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;párate enseguida y endereza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y es que siempre triunfa el que no cesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Persevera&lt;/span&gt; por lo que tu mas quieras&lt;br /&gt;sal hacia adelante pero sal a tu manera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ve con la verdad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siente la pura felicidad al actuar &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;con bondad&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Vibra positiva posity vibration&lt;br /&gt;my reggae music the connection&lt;br /&gt;eres especial ante JAH&lt;br /&gt;el te regalo el cuerpo y alma para tu felicidad&lt;br /&gt;ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; siéntete amado&lt;br /&gt;y siéntete querido&lt;/span&gt; ante aquel que no te quiere ver caer&lt;br /&gt;pero ten fe y se fuerte&lt;br /&gt;porque un nuevo día esta por empezar y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alguien quiere verte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-1104111666520960368?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1104111666520960368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=1104111666520960368' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1104111666520960368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1104111666520960368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/entonces-en-que-quedamos-tiramos-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8657034594429816584</id><published>2008-09-24T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:25:40.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqwOXUFY-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/f6-eIlfe0_U/s1600-h/IMG_1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249702076476646370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqwOXUFY-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/f6-eIlfe0_U/s320/IMG_1441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/552936581862431540-8657034594429816584?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8657034594429816584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8657034594429816584' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8657034594429816584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8657034594429816584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_2274.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqwOXUFY-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/f6-eIlfe0_U/s72-c/IMG_1441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-2146418958594637844</id><published>2008-09-24T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:23:33.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqvz9BFMTI/AAAAAAAAAGA/94gf0DTS2qM/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249701622741020978" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNquHATD56I/AAAAAAAAAFo/H7WN184pAyQ/s320/IMG_2820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/552936581862431540-4586776871387989742?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/4586776871387989742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=4586776871387989742' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4586776871387989742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/4586776871387989742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_24.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNquHATD56I/AAAAAAAAAFo/H7WN184pAyQ/s72-c/IMG_2820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-856097360480537598</id><published>2008-09-24T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:14:24.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqtqFBbJDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5VkQ7XJLPb4/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249699254067995698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqtqFBbJDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5VkQ7XJLPb4/s200/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/552936581862431540-856097360480537598?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/856097360480537598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=856097360480537598' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/856097360480537598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/856097360480537598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNqtqFBbJDI/AAAAAAAAAFg/5VkQ7XJLPb4/s72-c/IMG_2822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3430392670190367170</id><published>2008-09-23T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:11:37.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Es la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;única&lt;/span&gt; persona que te interesa, y por mas de que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;estés&lt;/span&gt; con mil mas no importa.. porque es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;típico&lt;/span&gt;, lo tenias y era como si nada, pero una ves que se fue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ahí&lt;/span&gt; lo valoraste y te quisiste matar. Por mas que pasen VARIOS, no interesa. Solo lo espero.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-3430392670190367170?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3430392670190367170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3430392670190367170' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3430392670190367170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3430392670190367170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/es-la-nica-persona-que-te-interesa-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-5679390324819480694</id><published>2008-09-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:05:46.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNgXbpKDN0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CkC_CsrPHic/s1600-h/pignoise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248971129372227394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNgXbpKDN0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CkC_CsrPHic/s320/pignoise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-5679390324819480694?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/5679390324819480694/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=5679390324819480694' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5679390324819480694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/5679390324819480694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/pignoise-todo-comenz-con-la-lesin-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNgXbpKDN0I/AAAAAAAAAEs/CkC_CsrPHic/s72-c/pignoise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-683653988663095579</id><published>2008-09-22T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:11:53.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNfR0kyQlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LoPJMewvw6Q/s1600-h/arboles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248894591881483954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNfR0kyQlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LoPJMewvw6Q/s320/arboles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;Tan importante es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;y su descarga será más grande,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;cuando dejaron de cuidarla &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;estalló una violencia natural en sus aires, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;se pondrá firme &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;por querer despojar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;a aquellos ignorantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;sabios pensantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;que en ese supuesto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;evolucionar quebraron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tan vitales&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reglas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/552936581862431540-683653988663095579?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/683653988663095579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=683653988663095579' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/683653988663095579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/683653988663095579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/tan-importante-es-y-su-descarga-ser-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNfR0kyQlrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LoPJMewvw6Q/s72-c/arboles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-2524332335293517173</id><published>2008-09-22T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:12:07.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNe_UZqBFYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AxoDsz0hMXk/s1600-h/IMG_3091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248874247929009538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNe_UZqBFYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AxoDsz0hMXk/s320/IMG_3091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eso mucha veces hace falta.. la sonrisa para fortalecerte. Pero no existen heridas que me impidan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sonreír&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-2524332335293517173?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/2524332335293517173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=2524332335293517173' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2524332335293517173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/2524332335293517173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/eso-mucha-veces-hace-falta.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SNe_UZqBFYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AxoDsz0hMXk/s72-c/IMG_3091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-3330632916863006124</id><published>2008-09-16T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:12:21.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;A veces me siento mal.. por ser tan poco demostrativa, y perder gente por el solo echo de no demostrar mi cariño. Deseo cambiarlo eso.. pero se me hace cada vez más y más imposible. Pero tambien tiene lo buenoo, a traves de esa frialdad que parece ser, suceden cosas que nunca ubiese esperado y actitudes horribles de sujetos queridos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-3330632916863006124?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/3330632916863006124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=3330632916863006124' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3330632916863006124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/3330632916863006124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/veces-me-siento-mal.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8860759435378969830</id><published>2008-09-14T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:20:56.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM2pT6zDPRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9ensX6jIo-w/s1600-h/IMG_1660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246035300622482706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM2pT6zDPRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9ensX6jIo-w/s320/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;No quería estar más contigo..sólo te quería como amigo. Yo no iba a hacer algo por la relación.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yo estaba mirando a otro lado buscaba que a mi costado me acompañara &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;una mejor opción&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; llamé a todas mis exparejas pero sólo me dieron quejas,qué triste que fue creer que la culpa la tuve yo pero no, no sé lo que pasó cuando fui a festejar que el año terminó me encontré &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;con gente que no sé de dónde sacaba tanto fulgor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y así vi que aquello &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; era el fin que aún quedaba &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mucho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; por descubrir y en mi interior una voz en off me dijo:&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;el futuro ya llegó ..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-8860759435378969830?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8860759435378969830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8860759435378969830' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8860759435378969830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8860759435378969830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-quera-estar-ms-contigo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM2pT6zDPRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/9ensX6jIo-w/s72-c/IMG_1660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8906263913164567412</id><published>2008-09-14T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:13:22.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM10Mq55sjI/AAAAAAAAADs/K45HSD1SFyo/s1600-h/dani+umpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245976901980893746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM10Mq55sjI/AAAAAAAAADs/K45HSD1SFyo/s320/dani+umpi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Tiene una sonrisa interesante,unos labios despampanantes y las palabras en su lugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene algo enorme que me atrae no es un hijo de su madre ni es un nene de papá ,tiene los discos que a mí me gustan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;baila tan moderno que me asusta y confía en su espontaneidad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene una autoestima indestructible,tiene horarios muy flexibles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene tiempo, auto y lugar;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene todo lo que un guacho tierno aquí debe tener &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene todo lo que tiene un pibe para hacerse valer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene buena piel, buena presencia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;me tiene mucha pasiencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene mucho para dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;tiene postura crítica ante al mundo ,le gusta hacerse el profundolo cual me resulta sensacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yo he sembrado en él demasiado y quiero cosechar mis amigos ya saben que él es mi objetivo principal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-8906263913164567412?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8906263913164567412/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8906263913164567412' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8906263913164567412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8906263913164567412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/tiene-una-sonrisa-interesanteunos.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM10Mq55sjI/AAAAAAAAADs/K45HSD1SFyo/s72-c/dani+umpi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-1840614354743705848</id><published>2008-09-14T12:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T10:30:30.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1g6E-GD4I/AAAAAAAAACc/OE0LTbQeklA/s1600-h/imagenpsicodelica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245955691839360898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1g6E-GD4I/AAAAAAAAACc/OE0LTbQeklA/s320/imagenpsicodelica.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ya sé que todo miedo&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Esconde&lt;/span&gt; un deseoY más, más y más lo creoCuando muy de cerca te &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tengoViene el silencio&lt;/span&gt;Me pongo muy inquieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-1840614354743705848?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/1840614354743705848/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=1840614354743705848' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1840614354743705848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/1840614354743705848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/ella.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1g6E-GD4I/AAAAAAAAACc/OE0LTbQeklA/s72-c/imagenpsicodelica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8558380759177424956</id><published>2008-09-14T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:12:47.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1eqvTap2I/AAAAAAAAACE/GeezLrnB6qI/s1600-h/IMG_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245953229301917538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1eqvTap2I/AAAAAAAAACE/GeezLrnB6qI/s320/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eres tu &lt;/span&gt;el que con tus dulces labios y con tu tierna mirada envenenaste &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mi ser mi ser mi se&lt;/span&gt;rr ,y eres tu el que a robado mi calma y has dejado en mi cama rastros de &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tu piel tu piel tu piel ..&lt;/span&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/552936581862431540-8558380759177424956?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8558380759177424956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8558380759177424956' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8558380759177424956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8558380759177424956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/eres-tu-el-que-con-tus-dulces-labios-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KMIknk4PMbE/SM1eqvTap2I/AAAAAAAAACE/GeezLrnB6qI/s72-c/IMG_3047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-552936581862431540.post-8101944016236722513</id><published>2008-09-14T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:13:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tengo una intriga que no descansa, tengo MUCHA curiosidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/552936581862431540-8101944016236722513?l=ownvice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/feeds/8101944016236722513/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=552936581862431540&amp;postID=8101944016236722513' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8101944016236722513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/552936581862431540/posts/default/8101944016236722513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ownvice.blogspot.com/2008/09/tengo-una-intriga-que-no-descansa-tengo.html' title=''/><author><name>Bel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14753989527546634755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
