<?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-36816259</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:53:21.577-06:00</updated><category term='familia'/><category term='desconocido'/><category term='bitles'/><category term='llamadas inesperadas'/><category term='amigos amigos'/><category term='historico'/><category term='random'/><category term='frases diarias'/><category term='tageado despues'/><category term='guapotes'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='maestría'/><category term='...'/><category term='mala vibra'/><category term='horrores'/><category term='cumples'/><category term='raro'/><category term='hombres'/><category term='internets'/><category term='casos de la vida real'/><category term='jolideis'/><category term='vida real'/><category term='emo'/><category term='comida'/><category term='sentimentaloso'/><category term='regaños tontos'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='lejanura'/><category term='que disque la crisis'/><category term='eventos buena onda'/><category term='peleas'/><category term='despedidas'/><category term='&quot;#=($'/><category term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>Vivo la vida y ella me vive a mi!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7566321371472242049</id><published>2011-03-28T10:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T10:36:42.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='que disque la crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>De las aventuras con hombres de tobillos gordos y hombres con depresiones constantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Total, resulta que hace algunas semanas durante un concierto de Los Amigos Invisibles (paaaapacitos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conocí al hermano de una amiga de mi hermana, si si ok repeat slowly pa' que entiendan, al hermano de una amiga de mi hermana. Parecía que hubo un click instantáneo, buenas vibras y sobre todo buenas pláticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El individuo en cuestíón, un&amp;nbsp;mono de 25 años (si, parece que estoy destinada a ser una sra. Cougar), amable, leído y culto, aficionado taurino (Bummer!!! not not cool), con maestría (si cool, pero le gustan los toros). Como sea, creo que el monito es raro.... Nuestra primera cita, cada quién manejo al lugar y al pagar la cuenta fue totalmente splitsville... que no se supone que el hombre debe pagar?? ok, vivo en la tierra de sombrerudos regiomontanos, monterreyenos codos. El mono se pierde por dias y por horas, es extraño. Y últimamente no me siento agusto con sus vibras. Así que, creo que a "esto" le llegó su tiempo... Killer time. Además, es un hombre de tobillos gordos (cankles if you want)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora, vamos con el otro hombre en mi vida en estos momentos, Mi roomie. Uno de los peligros con vivir con amigos, mejores amigos es que pueden surgir muchos problemas al sobrepasar esos niveles de confianza ya previamente adquiridos por medio de la amistad. Esas confianzas pueden llegar a niveles extraños, además uno piensa antes de hacer cualquier reclamación o comentario, no vaya ser que afecte la amistad. En mi caso, vivo con mi mejor amigo de la carrera, es extraño, pues a veces siento que no es el mismo amigo del cual recuerdo. Hace poco tuvo un reencuentro con su ex-novia del infierno, algo así a lo equivalente al Flaco Sidoso (mi ex, que no es técnicamente ex, del infierno). Tienen una relación bastante bipolar y pues ahora parece que tengo dos roomies. Mi roomie pelea con ella y se deprime, se deprime y quiere estar solo y no ver a nadie. Al día siguiente la morrita va al depa y se queda a dormir como si nada hubiera pasado. Quién tiene que aguantar o estar con esas depresiones pues YO. Aunque a veces soy mala persona, roomie, amiga por que prefiero no escuchar esas historias deprimentes, las cuales he escuchado un millón de veces hasta hoy. ¿Soy mala por eso? Por que prefiero encerrarme en mi cuarto a verle la jeta a la tipa? Es nefasta, no la soporto&amp;nbsp;y tengo mis razones. Solo la neta espero que su presencia no afecte nuestra vida de roomies, por que eso estaria del nabo... Aunque debo confesar que poco a poco veo como ha comenzado a afectarnos.... Not cool, not cool at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7566321371472242049?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7566321371472242049/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-las-aventuras-con-hombres-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7566321371472242049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7566321371472242049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2011/03/de-las-aventuras-con-hombres-de.html' title='De las aventuras con hombres de tobillos gordos y hombres con depresiones constantes'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1839817103377090486</id><published>2011-03-03T15:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T16:09:31.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's make 2011 our bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let's make &lt;strong&gt;2011&lt;/strong&gt; our bitch.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bueno eso fue lo que dijo Ke$ha en Times Square en las vísperas de año nuevo. Durante su primera, segunda y tercer presentación.... Vaya que lo disfrute pero ahora que lo pienso esa frase me marco un poco. (estuvimos en año nuevo en Times Square, cosas que hacer antes de morir CHECK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para empezar, ya estamos a Marzo. A donde diablos fueron Enero y Febrero, que alguien me avise por que no los ví.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Han pasado muchas cosas, me he mudado de ciudad.... same job, same shit, different city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahora he regresado a Monterrey, fue algo muy pesado, en realidad creí que sería pan comido regresar a esta ciudad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para empezar por que tuve una despedida un poco telenovelesca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) me multaron en EUA por no "traer seguro" que si traía pero bueno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) despedida y reencuentro a la vez, promesas que se hacen pero sabes que nunca se van a cumplir. Como cuando en Sex &amp;amp; The City, Carrie se topa a Aiden y se prometen ir a tomar un café para ponerse al día, aún cuando perfectamente los dos sabían que eso no iba a pasar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) ganas de llorar, llanto en el carro, llanto en el puente, llanto en el aeropuerto, llanto en el avión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) miedo, estrés, incertidumbre, cosas conocidas pero nuevas a la vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5) un roomie que a veces parece un niño, a veces parece un alcohólico, a veces parece el mejor amigo, a veces parece alfie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pues si, parece que ya encontré mi Enero y Febrero. Han sido mi última telenovela aparentemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahora vivo en Monterrey, tengo una nueva vida. Sigo viajando (cosa que preferiría no fuera así, honestamente) y aún así estoy comenzando a tener mis pequeñas rutinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No tengo ni la menor idea de lo que me va a traer esta ciudad, solo espero que cosas buenas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que el destino me trajo aquí, así que DESTINO, do your fucking thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1839817103377090486?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1839817103377090486/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-make-2011-our-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1839817103377090486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1839817103377090486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-make-2011-our-bitch.html' title='Let&apos;s make 2011 our bitch'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7525050275333891659</id><published>2010-12-07T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:53:20.262-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuerdos</title><content type='html'>Remember when we used to be friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7525050275333891659?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7525050275333891659/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/12/recuerdos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7525050275333891659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7525050275333891659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/12/recuerdos.html' title='Recuerdos'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2951096324994000794</id><published>2010-11-25T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T14:25:23.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jodorowsky</title><content type='html'>Jodorowsky me cae tan bien. Seguirlo en twitter es super fascinante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por otro lado, su hijo, Adanowsky me parece un pesado de lo peor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que contradicciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2951096324994000794?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2951096324994000794/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/11/jodorowsky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2951096324994000794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2951096324994000794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/11/jodorowsky.html' title='Jodorowsky'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-204285684803605556</id><published>2010-11-23T12:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T13:48:50.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm</title><content type='html'>¿Que tiene de malo la soltería?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya cuando los amigos - casados ( vale la pena mencionar su status ) comienzan con:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que pena, ahora nana y caro tendrán que buscar novios por que ya todos sus backups están de novios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, repito. Que tiene de malo la soltería? O que a la hora de casarse además del acta de matrimonio también entregan un certificado de "soy experto en cuestiones amorosas y puedo opinar cuando se me de la gana" con un bono de "soy chigon por que ahora vivo, pienso, como y cojo en pareja".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atención: soy soltera, no lisiada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo bueno de esto es que siempre puedo: vivir, pensar, comer y coger con quien yo quiera. Viva la libertad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-204285684803605556?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/204285684803605556/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/11/mmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/204285684803605556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/204285684803605556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/11/mmm.html' title='Mmm'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5894278396767320272</id><published>2010-07-05T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T20:07:19.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusted your words, ignored reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5894278396767320272?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5894278396767320272/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-again-again-and-again-trusted-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5894278396767320272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5894278396767320272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-again-again-and-again-trusted-your.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7925126433551818760</id><published>2010-06-23T22:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:03:30.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Era de noche y todo parecia estar tranquilo. La tranquilidad de la nada, la inmensidad del todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella estaba ahi, sus ojos cerrados y su alma abierta. Pero no, no estaba dormida. Pensaba en el y en sus enormes ojos negros y su sonrisa traicionera. Ella lo pensaba pero trababa sin conseguirlo en no pensarlo, no mirarlo, no tocarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella se lo advirtio, le han roto el corazon en mil pedazos y este no sera el mismo despues de todo. Su corazon y su espiritu son fragiles, debiles pero valientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El pregunto por su pasado y aseguro haber recorrido los mismos caminos, su corazon habia sido roto incontables veces tambien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella tenia miedo, se sentia incierta, aun no podia dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguia ahi con sus ojos aun cerrados, pensando si la historia se repetiria, si el destino jugaria sus torcidas mañas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intenta dormir, pensar en el mañana, pensar en no pensar. Pensar en no querer y en no desear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mientras tanto llega a su casa y duerme, no tiene ni idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7925126433551818760?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7925126433551818760/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/06/era-de-noche-y-todo-parecia-estar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7925126433551818760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7925126433551818760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/06/era-de-noche-y-todo-parecia-estar.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5784947376040306954</id><published>2010-06-12T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:54:36.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Casos de la vida real</title><content type='html'>Me siento como George Clooney en Up in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5784947376040306954?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5784947376040306954/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/06/casos-de-la-vida-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5784947376040306954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5784947376040306954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/06/casos-de-la-vida-real.html' title='Casos de la vida real'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6604250494254857051</id><published>2010-05-17T01:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T02:02:13.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>mucho de no escribir</title><content type='html'>Mucho de no escribir, y no por que faltaran ideas o vivencias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. ni una ni la otra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prometo tomarme mi tiempo para escribir más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sólo quisiera decir lo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you, you can go fuck yourself and go fuck the person next to your right.&lt;br /&gt;If you have someone on your left, you can fuck that person too. You suck, douch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6604250494254857051?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6604250494254857051/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/05/mucho-de-no-escribir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6604250494254857051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6604250494254857051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/05/mucho-de-no-escribir.html' title='mucho de no escribir'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4056421190344507463</id><published>2010-02-25T23:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:18:31.013-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy necesito mas fuerza que ayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-4056421190344507463?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4056421190344507463/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoy-necesito-mas-fuerza-que-ayer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4056421190344507463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4056421190344507463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoy-necesito-mas-fuerza-que-ayer.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1274682418989798624</id><published>2010-02-19T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T23:28:00.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy la noche será interesante quisiera decir que rara... Me han pasado muchas cosas en este viaje, muchas cosas tanto personales como laborales. Me ha ayudado a entender un poco que es lo que quiero y llegar a este punto es difícil por que significa que tengo que comenzar a actuar y buscar cumplir mis metas y sueños.&lt;br /&gt;Me muero de miedo y nervios si quieren saber la verdad pero estoy en un punto de mi vida en el que tengo que comenzar a forjar mi futuro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veo a mis amigas y amigos comenzar sus vidas y hacer planes a futuro con sus parejas, planes importantes. Y no puedo evitar preguntarme hacia donde voy yo. Cristina me dijo hoy muchas cosas que me dejaron pensando que es lo que quiero y como puedo conseguirlo. &lt;br /&gt;Si tengo miedo, pero se que puedo lograrlo.&lt;br /&gt;Regresar a Monterrey, si, pero cuando y como? Alguna vez pude mantenerme sola pero a veces creo que es algo que cada vez es mas difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Por lo pronto me preparare un vodka y tratare de ser feliz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1274682418989798624?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1274682418989798624/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoy-la-noche-sera-interesante-quisiera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1274682418989798624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1274682418989798624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/hoy-la-noche-sera-interesante-quisiera.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1940300839338964155</id><published>2010-02-16T20:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:47:20.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>It's so fucking sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want bad men like those bad men to stop for once talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;and just stop every fucking contact with me. don't need a fucking constant&lt;br /&gt;reminder of what poor choices I made in my love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they suck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1940300839338964155?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1940300839338964155/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1940300839338964155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1940300839338964155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6280020797801800151</id><published>2010-02-14T13:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:09:26.399-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Please, please, please let me get what I want</title><content type='html'>annie says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero deja de lastimarte&lt;br /&gt;en serio&lt;br /&gt;its not worth it if it has you feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;things that are worth it are not supossed to make you feel like crap&lt;br /&gt;duele cabron pero tienes que cerrar el circulo y seguir adelante&lt;br /&gt;todo pasa por algo....&lt;br /&gt;algo tenias que aprender de esa relacion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fucking Valentine's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6280020797801800151?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6280020797801800151/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/please-please-please-let-me-get-what-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6280020797801800151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6280020797801800151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/02/please-please-please-let-me-get-what-i.html' title='Please, please, please let me get what I want'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6199830461754787958</id><published>2010-01-31T00:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:06:30.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>J.D. Salinger</title><content type='html'>Este miércoles pasado murió uno de mis autores favoritos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.D.Salinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su libro "The catcher in the rye" es mi favorito, es un libro de hace muchas decadas&lt;br /&gt;pero al leerlo me parece que pudiera ser tan actual como hace 30 o 40 años.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta su forma de escribir... de verdad era un genio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6199830461754787958?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6199830461754787958/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/jd-salinger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6199830461754787958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6199830461754787958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/jd-salinger.html' title='J.D. Salinger'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3199716622339809912</id><published>2010-01-21T23:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:12:27.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>día totalmente raro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoy fue un día sumamente raro... comenzó con Jenny buscando a Victor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jenny buscaba a Victor para despedirlo. Correrlo. Como le quieran decir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Y así fue lo "corrio", de mi lugar podía escuchar como le hacía el inventario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y revisaba atentamente a que no borrara nada o no hiciera nada indebido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Entonces volteo con Henry y le pregunto que esta pasando?? estan corriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a Vic.... y me contesto que si y ademas hizo una seña como si se estuviera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cortando el cuello. Ahi se rompio el silencio entre los dos, de mas de tres semanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;un mes, ya no se, ya no llevo la cuenta. Entonces se decidio hacer una comida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;de despedida para victor, me acerque a Henry y le pregunte si iba a ir. Me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;contesto con un simple y frio, Si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Llegamos al restaurante y tome mi lugar, quedaba a mi lado una silla vacia. Sin querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ni planearlo henry se sentaria a mi lado. Durante la comida cruzamos palabras en &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;algunas ocasiones, no como antes, no como cuando eramos amigos y sentiamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cosas el uno por el otro. Escuche que a el tambien le tocaria, a el tambien lo despediran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y creo que cuando ese momento llegue me voy a sentir muy mal. Aun y cuando el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;se ha portado como un patan conmigo en los ultimos tiempos. Todo el dia despues de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;enterarme que eventualmente a el tambien le tocaria ser despedido, estuve practicando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;en mi mente las palabras que debo decirle cuando llegue ese momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quisiera decirle que si quiere tomar un cafe o alguna cerveza, que realmente quiero hablar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;con el. No me gustaria que las cosas terminen asi, sin hablarnos, como si nunca hubieramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;compartido nada especial, nada de lo que el y yo compartimos. No quiero que eso pase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aun y cuando a el no le importe nada, no le importe yo. Quiero al menos tener la certeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;de que yo hice lo posible por terminar las cosas de la mejor manera, con un adios sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;y de verdad sentido. No se que vaya a pasar cuando el momento llegue. Solo se que creia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haberlo olvidado pero en el fondo se que no es asi. El decidio y lamentablemente no me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;decidio a mi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3199716622339809912?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3199716622339809912/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-totalmente-raro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3199716622339809912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3199716622339809912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/dia-totalmente-raro.html' title='día totalmente raro'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4214591755742984369</id><published>2010-01-21T00:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:50:43.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevo blog</title><content type='html'>Tengo un nuevo blog, ya se que a veces me tardo en escribir en este, pero tenía que hacerlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si si, otro blog y que. pero el nuevo es sobre fotografía!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy emocionada, espero se puedan dar una vuelta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dirección es &lt;a href="http://nosoyunpixel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://nosoyunpixel.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-4214591755742984369?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4214591755742984369/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/nuevo-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4214591755742984369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4214591755742984369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2010/01/nuevo-blog.html' title='Nuevo blog'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6361021304842865108</id><published>2009-12-11T16:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:53:29.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ CUMPLEANIOS A MI!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz cumplea?os a t?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que este proximo a?o te traiga solo buenas cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfruta todo lo que puedas y por favor deja de tener miedo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busca a toda costa la felicidad, tu felicidad y la de los que te rodean. Ten cuidado de buscar la felicidad en los lugares equivocados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respira, aprende, lee. Abraza, besa, canta, Respira. Baila, escribe, Respira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve por las oportunidades, no las dejes escapar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y sobretodo, encuentrate a ti misma y mantente fiel a ti!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atte. Ana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6361021304842865108?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6361021304842865108/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-cumpleanios-mi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6361021304842865108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6361021304842865108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-cumpleanios-mi.html' title='FELIZ CUMPLEANIOS A MI!!!!!!'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1729162933836726102</id><published>2009-12-01T13:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:11:49.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Te quiero, como le hago para dejar de quererte??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1729162933836726102?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1729162933836726102/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/12/te-quiero-como-le-hago-para-dejar-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1729162933836726102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1729162933836726102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/12/te-quiero-como-le-hago-para-dejar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6134481044919647126</id><published>2009-11-24T15:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:38:40.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>god, you are quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Otra Señal, aparte de la de la mañana y la de ayer….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;wow…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Será, será???&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Esta en tus manos diosito! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6134481044919647126?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6134481044919647126/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-you-are-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6134481044919647126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6134481044919647126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-you-are-quick.html' title='god, you are quick'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7570963410092778446</id><published>2009-11-20T14:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:53:00.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Por favor Dios, que esta sea la se?al que estoy buscando....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor que sea el cambio que espero!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7570963410092778446?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7570963410092778446/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7570963410092778446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7570963410092778446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8949303206093193893</id><published>2009-11-18T23:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:35:51.513-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='que disque la crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='llamadas inesperadas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Hoy le dijo: Hola baby! y se despidio de ella con un: &lt;strong&gt;Yo tambien te amo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo solo sentí otro &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;crack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; en mi corazón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8949303206093193893?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8949303206093193893/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8949303206093193893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8949303206093193893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1003198785618232071</id><published>2009-11-17T22:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:29:04.969-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>now that you are leaving</title><content type='html'>Esta canción es lo que te quisiera decir... bueno si cambiamos el girl por el boy....&lt;br /&gt;cat stevens me ganó las palabras... pero no importa, básicamente resume lo que me gustaría decirte, tal vez leas esto, tal vez no... no importa, ya nada importa, ya no es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me da gusto verte feliz.... keep it that way please.... dont screw it this time...&lt;br /&gt;ojalá te pudiera decir aquello que escribí, pero ya no le veo razón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've lost everything to you&lt;br /&gt;you said you want to start something new.&lt;br /&gt;and it's breakin' my heart you leaving&lt;br /&gt;baby I'm grievin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you wanna leave, take good care&lt;br /&gt;hope you have a lot of nice things to wear&lt;br /&gt; but then a lot of nice things turn bad out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby it's a wild world,&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to get by just upon a smile;&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby it's a wild world,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember you just like a child girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do&lt;br /&gt;and it's breakin' my heart in two&lt;br /&gt;because I never want to see you sad girl don't be bad girl,&lt;br /&gt;but if you wanna leave take good care&lt;br /&gt;hope you make a lot of nice friends out there&lt;br /&gt;but just remember there's a lot of bad and beware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby it's a wild world,&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to get by just upon a smile&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby it's a wild world&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember you just like a child girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalalalalalalaa lalalalalalaa lalalalalaalala X2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i love you,&lt;br /&gt;but if you wanna leave take good care&lt;br /&gt;I hope you make alot nice friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware.&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby it's a wild world,&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to get by just upon a smile&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby it's a wild world,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll always remember you just like a child girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1003198785618232071?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1003198785618232071/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-that-you-are-leaving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1003198785618232071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1003198785618232071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/11/now-that-you-are-leaving.html' title='now that you are leaving'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3568480690920851829</id><published>2009-10-29T00:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:58:44.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work work</title><content type='html'>Hoy llego mi jefa y se unio al equipo de trabajo y oh dios, me suena a que esta semana y la proxima sera otra vez un mini infierno! Uff espero sobrevivir y no discutir ni hacer caras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ademas tengo una entrevista telefonica a las 7am, creo que fue lo mejor asi al menos no me tengo que salir a contestar etc etc, estoy nerviosa pero como dijo jud, esto no es una necesidad es una oportunidad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo dejo todo en manos de DIOS y del destino, si es para mi asi sera! Cross your fingers  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pd, Los dejo con una foto de mi naranja con viruela uuuh gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/anais.gonzalez/VivoLaVidaYEllaMeViveAMi?authkey=Gv1sRgCKXHvOfTq63blQE#5397912840606656706'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Suk9IRDhKMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/92FY6pZ7w7o/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3568480690920851829?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3568480690920851829/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/work-work-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3568480690920851829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3568480690920851829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/work-work-work.html' title='Work work work'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Suk9IRDhKMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/92FY6pZ7w7o/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3475784580329384243</id><published>2009-10-23T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:28:24.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Podr? postear desde el trabajo?</title><content type='html'>No se si esto sirva, se supone que todo esta bloqueado en el trabajo.... ser? que podr? postear desde aqu??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3475784580329384243?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3475784580329384243/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/podr-postear-desde-el-trabajo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3475784580329384243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3475784580329384243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/podr-postear-desde-el-trabajo.html' title='Podr? postear desde el trabajo?'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2019349341036131579</id><published>2009-10-22T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:28:12.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer's body</title><content type='html'>So tonight we went to the movies, remember we saw the one I chose. &lt;br /&gt;I think it was really funny when our seats had double arm rest or that thing whatever is called. We couldn't be together, touching even our elbows, it was great. You tried, and had your arm all streched up just to barely touch my arm. It was kind of cute, but then again on Friday you are going to be visited by your slutty, idiot, "executive assistant" friend who you have said is nothing, she is no one. Well bullshit. I know you like me, hey I like you too but I have come to my senses and noted that it's not worth it, you're not worth it. Not if you have ADD. Not if you are you.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2019349341036131579?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2019349341036131579/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/jennifer-body.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2019349341036131579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2019349341036131579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/jennifer-body.html' title='Jennifer&amp;#39;s body'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7345172979585545435</id><published>2009-10-22T00:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:13:38.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So i've heard</title><content type='html'>I am an ex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7345172979585545435?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7345172979585545435/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-i-heard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7345172979585545435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7345172979585545435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-i-heard.html' title='So i&amp;#39;ve heard'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1035987706479953104</id><published>2009-10-20T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:10:10.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>de un martes por la noche</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aparentemente estoy bien &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;VERDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Qué diablos significa eso? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Por qué no puedo seguir mis propios consejos... uff no entiendo nada, estoy super lost.&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/36816259-1035987706479953104?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1035987706479953104/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-un-martes-por-la-noche.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1035987706479953104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1035987706479953104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/10/de-un-martes-por-la-noche.html' title='de un martes por la noche'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2836625063165235883</id><published>2009-09-29T23:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:04:40.328-05:00</updated><title type='text'>karma is a bitch , ya veran</title><content type='html'>Ayer me rayaron el carro en el trabajo OTRA VEZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me estoy cansando de eso, no es normal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugre gente naca sin que hacer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2836625063165235883?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2836625063165235883/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/karma-is-bitch-ya-veran.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2836625063165235883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2836625063165235883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/karma-is-bitch-ya-veran.html' title='karma is a bitch , ya veran'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3227036640365971865</id><published>2009-09-29T22:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:46:00.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiero a alguien que se cruce la avenida por mi aunque sea para comprarme una rosa de crucero.... asi como ese monito hoy se cruzo en plena avenida para ir a comprarle una rosa a su monita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ash por que no hay nadie por ahi que cruce la calle por mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que por cierto, me invitaron a una tipo double date blind date.... wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3227036640365971865?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3227036640365971865/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/quiero-alguien-que-se-cruce-la-avenida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3227036640365971865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3227036640365971865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/quiero-alguien-que-se-cruce-la-avenida.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1321447858177216414</id><published>2009-09-03T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:00:58.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='que disque la crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Miedo</title><content type='html'>Hoy tengo miedo, ayer también tuve miedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lamentablemente mi ciudad se ha convertido literalmente en un campo de guerra,&lt;br /&gt;no se nos hace extraño oir o saber o ver de asesinatos, de levantones, de secuestros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En que momento se fue todo a la chingada??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que cola que tengo que manejar cuidandome de los que van a mi derecha, de los que van&lt;br /&gt;a mi izquierda, de los que van delante de mi y los que vienen detrás de mi carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que horrible que no puedo manejar con los vidrios bajos, no vaya a ser la de malas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estupido, idiota y asqueroso es lo que esta pasando en esta ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que horror que ahora ya no siento ni lastima por cualquier herido, hasta llego a pensar que&lt;br /&gt;lo merecen... apesta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy tengo miedo y mañana también.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1321447858177216414?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1321447858177216414/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/miedo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1321447858177216414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1321447858177216414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/09/miedo.html' title='Miedo'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-741404327555458629</id><published>2009-08-26T22:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T22:13:29.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>De las noticias que sorprenden a uno</title><content type='html'>Pues hoy un amigo de hace años nos aviso a otros dos amigos y a mi&lt;br /&gt;que se casa, que su novia esta embarazada y que por el momento todo esta bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dio un poco de shock oirlo de el, o mas bien leerlo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque debo confesar que ya sabía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas pinches noticias ultimamente..... uff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;les deseo lo mejor! que sean felices, que traten de ser felices por ese bebito que viene en camino!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-741404327555458629?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/741404327555458629/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-las-noticias-que-sorprenden-uno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/741404327555458629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/741404327555458629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-las-noticias-que-sorprenden-uno.html' title='De las noticias que sorprenden a uno'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2118829407814219877</id><published>2009-08-25T23:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:45:02.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eres como una maldita droga, te quiero dejar ir pero tu no me dejas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eres como una garrapata que se aferra a lo unico que lucha por entenderle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eres como una canción que no tiene final.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dime qué diablos voy a hacer contigo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2118829407814219877?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2118829407814219877/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2118829407814219877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2118829407814219877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='…'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3803211896191800374</id><published>2009-08-25T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T20:53:34.917-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>For you, my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't bother saying you're sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why don't you come in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smoke all my cigarettes - againe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Every time I get no further. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How long has it been? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come on in now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wipe your feet on my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You take up my time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like some cheap magazine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I could have been learning something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've done this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I will do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come on and kill me baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;while you smile like a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And I'll come running,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just to do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the last drink I never should drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the body hidden in the trunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the habit I can't seem to kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are my secrets on the front page every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the car I never should have bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the train I never should have caught.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the cut that makes me hide my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are the party that makes me feel my age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a plane I've been told I never should board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a film that's so bad but I've gotta stay til the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me tell you now,It's lucky for you that we're friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a Friend by PULP, they stole my feelings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3803211896191800374?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3803211896191800374/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-you-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3803211896191800374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3803211896191800374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-you-my-friend.html' title='For you, my friend'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-9175459063967270615</id><published>2009-08-20T22:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:38:45.355-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><title type='text'>the best memory ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recuerdo que ese día estaba muy nerviosa, realmente no sabia que esperar pero en el fondo sabia que seria un dia inolvidable, de esos de cuando pasan los años y los años y uno sigue contando, de esos dias de los que se les platica a los nietos. Asi, asi seria ese dia. Nos despertamos temprano, mas temprano de lo necesario y nos preparamos para partir, para llegar a nuestra cita faltarian muchas horas pero habria que llegar temprano. Hacia mucho calor, muchisimo. Llegamos despues de una hora de viaje, todo era expectativas, no sabiamos que esperar, que veriamos, como seria. Llegamos y nos preparamos para caminar un poco mas, por ahi nos regalaron una bebida energetica, la tomamos gustosos. Lo que vimos al llegar fue inesperado, fue hasta cierto punto magico, como si alguien hubiera detenido el tiempo y regresado muchos años atras. La atmosfera era pacifica, armonica, feliz, se podia sentir en el ambiente las buenas vibras de la gente. El día paso, fue largo y muy cansado, y poco a poco se acercaba la hora de la cita, esto es lo que veniamos a hacer. El grupo se separo, nos quedamos dos y se fueron dos, quedariamos en vernos despues de unos minutos, cuando intentamos regresar con las demas fuimos rodeados por una enorme multitud, todos ansiosos y presurosos, algunos corrian, otros caminaban. Nosotros decidimos correr, a lo lejos se escuchaba musica, una musica divertida, corrimos, seguimos corriendo. Al llegar con la multitud nos topamos con un problema, como encontrar a aquellas dos, fue imposible. decidimos entonces olvidarnos de eso y tomar el mejor lugar, despues de todo nuestra historica cita se acercaba. El destino nos puso en el camino a dos pubertas acompañadas de su madre, eran fuertes y decididas, por lo tanto escogimos seguirlas, gracias a ellas obtuvimos el mejor lugar posible, la mejor locacion. Ese era nuestro momento, ese era nuestro lugar. Estaba ese pequeño grupo, me gustaba mucho, pero no pude escucharlo con detenimiento, no importaba ellos no eran mi cita. Despues de eso, esperamos una hora, no se cuanto mas, todo ese tiempo parados, sin poder sentarnos y practicamente sin poder movernos ni estirar nuestros cuerpos. No importaba, todo eso valia la pena. Despues de eso vino un espectaculo, peor de lo que esperaba, un rock star un poco decadente y grosero tocaba sus canciones, odiando a la multitud por aceptar el consumo de carne animal, animal el. Ya casi, se acercaba, pronto tendriamos nuestro encuentro. Pero mas horas tenian que pasar, y menos espacio seria el que tendriamos. Yo tenia mucho miedo, sentia que no podria lograrlo, me temblaban las piernas, me faltaba el aire y comenzaba a sentirme claustrofobica. Pero no importaba nada de eso importaba, pronto seria el encuentro. pasaron los minutos casi otra hora. pero al final, lo mejor de todo. Ahi estaba, era el, la leyenda frente a nuestros ojos, el mejor. Senti una sensacion correr en mi, tenia la piel erizada, era el. ahora creia yo que casi podria morir, no me falta mucho por realizar, pero era el. Llore inmediatamente, no lo podia creer, queria gritar queria llorar y lo hice, grite a pulmon abierto, llore a aguaceros, senti a corazon abierto, fui feliz y queria compartirlo con todo el mundo. Todos estabamos en un trance, estabamos ahi con el y el estaba con nosotros. Era el, PAUL MCCARTNEY, y cantaba, cantaba para mi, tocaba para mi. Me canto mis favoritas, Hey Jude me hizo llorar y sentirme triste y feliz en el momento, no podia creerlo, yo estaba viendolo y viviendolo. black bird me trajo buenos recuerdos, estaba ahi, el y yo. Era para mi, su musica, mi momento. Vi a un beatle cantandome, que mas podia pedir. Fue el mejor sentimiento, la mejor sensacion. Valio la pena estar parada en menos de medio metro por mas de 4 horas, en ese momento, me senti viva. gracias paul, gracias coachella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-9175459063967270615?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/9175459063967270615/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-memory-ever.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/9175459063967270615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/9175459063967270615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/08/best-memory-ever.html' title='the best memory ever'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2739208370066814292</id><published>2009-07-30T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T13:42:10.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy me felicitaron en el trabajo…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;/JEFE)/...   &lt;br /&gt;Ana before I forget congratulations on having Mr. Mac happy with the template that you designed for the documentation &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;/JEFE)/...   &lt;br /&gt;Nice!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;12:14:46 PM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;/JEFE)/...   &lt;br /&gt;you won an order of &amp;quot;barbacha tacos&amp;quot; as soon as you get to Jrz.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;12:14:47 PM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;/JEFE)/...   &lt;br /&gt;sure you miss them    &lt;br /&gt;12:15:06 PM&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2739208370066814292?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2739208370066814292/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoy-me-felicitaron-en-el-trabajo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2739208370066814292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2739208370066814292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoy-me-felicitaron-en-el-trabajo.html' title='Hoy me felicitaron en el trabajo…'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7845090504275604898</id><published>2009-07-29T15:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:34:31.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just realized</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SnCyUc42KSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/O25Jh-xcHL4/s1600-h/coffee%20poster%5B18%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="coffee%20poster" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="coffee%20poster" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SnCyVbKgj0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/SRo7MnC5EhY/coffee%20poster_thumb%5B18%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="EYInterstate Light" size="4"&gt;I don’t trust people who don’t drink coffee, there’s just something wrong with them&lt;/font&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/36816259-7845090504275604898?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7845090504275604898/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-realized.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7845090504275604898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7845090504275604898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-realized.html' title='I just realized'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SnCyVbKgj0I/AAAAAAAAAJg/SRo7MnC5EhY/s72-c/coffee%20poster_thumb%5B18%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1420566454692303438</id><published>2009-07-24T14:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:34:19.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have no life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Desde hace rato quiero tomar clases de fotografía, y hoy se me ocurrió decirle a mi jefa que cuanto tiempo estaría en Juárez, me dijo que una semana….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;entonces yo, aaah es que quiero tomar clases de foto, y ella….. (casi casi riendose) uuuuh no, no, no se puede……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;mi conclusión, I HAVE NO LIFE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;y yo ah, pues si si alcanzo, si voy a tomar las clases, y ella con tono sarcastico-bromoso-mamonsoso, aaaah si en una semana y yo, si en una semana!!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No soy la dueña de mi tiempo…. how sad…. me pregunto cuanto tiempo más estaré en este trabajo…. lo único bueno de esto es Argentina / Brasil, despues de eso los mando a la VER##…. jijijiji&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1420566454692303438?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1420566454692303438/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-no-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1420566454692303438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1420566454692303438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-have-no-life.html' title='I have no life'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1314883080219987551</id><published>2009-07-20T23:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:29:05.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>What the hell is going on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've reached a point in my life where I really don't know what to do, what do I want to do, what should I do, where to go, when to go... I thought I had it al planned and it seems like it wasn´t the case... Gosh, I think is normal to feel this way, for a girl my age.... I'm starting my life and really I dont want to fuck up.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1314883080219987551?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1314883080219987551/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1314883080219987551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1314883080219987551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6081211379520000814</id><published>2009-06-23T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T14:36:20.491-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>aaay! Amo a este dude!!! Mi papá y la Tecnología</title><content type='html'>Estos mensajes se enviaron cuando estabas desconectado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:47 Jorge: Hija, hija, hija, dejo la PC prendida y paraece que estoy , pero no estoy, besos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6081211379520000814?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6081211379520000814/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/aaay-amo-este-dude-mi-papa-y-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6081211379520000814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6081211379520000814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/aaay-amo-este-dude-mi-papa-y-la.html' title='aaay! Amo a este dude!!! Mi papá y la Tecnología'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6638387275819071147</id><published>2009-06-19T17:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:33:02.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El regio parte 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;annie says:   &lt;br /&gt; hey dork    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; que pasio    &lt;br /&gt; n    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; jaja     &lt;br /&gt; nada, me dejaste intrigada por saber que libro estabas leyendo    &lt;br /&gt; jajajaja    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; no te puedo decir    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; jajaja    &lt;br /&gt; aaah     &lt;br /&gt; dime    &lt;br /&gt; anda     &lt;br /&gt; asi no tiene chiste    &lt;br /&gt; I wont tell    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; tokio blues, norweigan wood    &lt;br /&gt; de haruki murakami    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; no lo he leido    &lt;br /&gt; de que trata?    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; de que un wey escucha una cancion de los beatles, norweian wood o como se escribea    &lt;br /&gt; llegando a alemania    &lt;br /&gt; y por la cancion se acuerda de cuando estaba estudiando en la universidad y asi&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; y cuenta esta historia    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; aaay los beatles! rock    &lt;br /&gt; se oye padre!!! ;D    &lt;br /&gt; y por eso te acordaste?    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; pues esta medio deprimente    &lt;br /&gt; varios suicidios y asi&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; aaaah    &lt;br /&gt; jajajajaja    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; pero a mi me gusto&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; el wey tenia una amiga&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; con la que se llevaba asi bien cañon    &lt;br /&gt; y habia atraccion pero no se podia    &lt;br /&gt; por las relaciones de los dos    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; jajaja wow    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; wow que    &lt;br /&gt; pero creo que al final el wey se queda con ella    &lt;br /&gt; al menos eso dan a entender    &lt;br /&gt; aparte de que su tipo novia se suicida    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; triste    &lt;br /&gt; jajajaja&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6638387275819071147?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6638387275819071147/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-regio-parte-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6638387275819071147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6638387275819071147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-regio-parte-2.html' title='El regio parte 2.'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8863578386686669431</id><published>2009-06-19T13:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:41:18.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>El que se caso… my first love interest regio oooh tear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;arturo says:   &lt;br /&gt; hola mi annie    &lt;br /&gt;annie says:    &lt;br /&gt; Hola arthur    &lt;br /&gt; jaaja que tal te la pasaste en tu cumple!!?    &lt;br /&gt;arturo says:    &lt;br /&gt; como cualquier otro dia    &lt;br /&gt; solo que me siento mas cansado    &lt;br /&gt; hace poco me acorde mucho de ti    &lt;br /&gt; leyendo un libro&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; y te iba a decir en ese momento pero no estabas conectation y pues ya no te dije    &lt;br /&gt; y por eso te digo ahorita    &lt;br /&gt; y ya    &lt;br /&gt; ya me voy&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; tengo que ir a recoger unas madres    &lt;br /&gt; chido one    &lt;br /&gt; bye&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt; adios&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8863578386686669431?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8863578386686669431/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-que-se-caso-my-first-love-interest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8863578386686669431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8863578386686669431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/el-que-se-caso-my-first-love-interest.html' title='El que se caso… my first love interest regio oooh tear!'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7977116676411595805</id><published>2009-06-18T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:17:15.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregunta:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;¿Qué haces cuando uno de tus jefes se pone de bipolar? Amanece, comienza el día y decide que no esta de muy buen humor por lo que mmm si, todo el día estará de un humor medio extraño, acelerado y levantando la voz como si fuera un maldito tick….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;… calculaste bien eso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;NIÑA!!????&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; … &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;WTF!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;¿Qué haces?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7977116676411595805?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7977116676411595805/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/pregunta.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7977116676411595805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7977116676411595805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/pregunta.html' title='Pregunta:'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5148838975560030848</id><published>2009-06-17T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:27:35.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Blame PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" src="http://www.drizzle.com/~mdavis/uploaded_images/frustration-798907.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tan bien que iba, chingado!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5148838975560030848?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5148838975560030848/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-blame-pms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5148838975560030848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5148838975560030848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-blame-pms.html' title='I Blame PMS'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4455575550571155923</id><published>2009-06-16T09:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:40:42.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the coolest pictures I’ve taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sjeu537YsLI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eePiPW-8NyU/s1600-h/DSCN7258%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSCN7258" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="297" alt="DSCN7258" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sjeu6ZTrb-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/8yboosJalMI/DSCN7258_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Taken by me @ El Morro Fort in Old San Juan, Puerto Rico.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-4455575550571155923?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4455575550571155923/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-coolest-pictures-ive-taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4455575550571155923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4455575550571155923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-of-coolest-pictures-ive-taken.html' title='One of the coolest pictures I’ve taken'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sjeu6ZTrb-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/8yboosJalMI/s72-c/DSCN7258_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8271049652877888607</id><published>2009-06-15T16:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:14:07.212-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Esto acaba de surgir en mi mente (¿¿estoy loca??)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline; margin: 0px" src="http://ocw.usu.edu/economics/econ2.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Quiero escribir un libro, un libro sencillo de digerir; que hable de economía, que hable de política económica, que hable de todo. Que le hable a la gente joven, que explique de manera fácilota y neta lo que es la economía, como poder hablar de estos temas y poder “defenderse” en una plática. Ver la economía desde un punto de vista cool. Quiero hacer eso. Quiero volverme a enamorar de mi carrera, quiero volver a aprender lo que aprendí, quiero escribir y quiero escribir sobre eso.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8271049652877888607?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8271049652877888607/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/esto-acaba-de-surgir-en-mi-mente-estoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8271049652877888607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8271049652877888607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/esto-acaba-de-surgir-en-mi-mente-estoy.html' title='Esto acaba de surgir en mi mente (¿¿estoy loca??)'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7571913566638043447</id><published>2009-06-12T17:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:24:25.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just thought about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="5"&gt;Tú nickname me da hueva&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Comic Sans MS" size="5"&gt;y el font Comic Sans, también…&lt;/font&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/36816259-7571913566638043447?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7571913566638043447/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-thought-about-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7571913566638043447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7571913566638043447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-thought-about-it.html' title='I just thought about it'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-390859105845317110</id><published>2009-06-09T11:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:12:20.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>never in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="EYInterstate Light" size="4"&gt;Jámas creí estarle dando consejos amorosos a Él. Jámas.&lt;/font&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/36816259-390859105845317110?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/390859105845317110/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-in-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/390859105845317110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/390859105845317110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/never-in-my-mind.html' title='never in my mind'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-631735201617445261</id><published>2009-06-02T10:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:55:44.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Boricua, Morena!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pues ahora mi, divertido a veces, trabajo me ha mandado a Puerto Rico! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;o Puelto Lico como se suele escuchar por estos rumbos. Y esto es una muestra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;de que todo esta en la mente jaja, por que para empezar yo no estaba en los planes de mi jefe para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;venir a este proyecto, más bien me quería mandar a Guadalajara, y sin más yo me visualice aquí y como resultado acá estoy jajaja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Como sea, creo que todo, absolutamente TODO en esta vida tiene una razón de ser,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;y creo que este viaje tiene el firme proposito de ayudarme, hacerme olvidar y crecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Olvidar qué? crecer en qué?, pues hay muchas respuestas a estas preguntas, algunas de ellas interesantes, bueno al menos para mí, y otras pues simplemente son bobas, como las situaciones que me pusieron a pensar en primer lugar en estas preguntas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tan bobo el hecho de pensar en un hombre, pensar en él de un modo romántico, a sabiendas que es el ser más zorro del planeta, con una distracción moral impresionante. Tan bobo pensar que algún día podría cambiar, y sobre todo que podría cambiar por mí y para mí. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Tan bobo el hecho de ponerme en el lugar y hora exactos, en donde pude ver de primera mano, el alto nivel de zorrera de este hombre, tan bobo el hecho de no haber tenido el valor de irme de aquel lugar y en vez, quedarme a observar como este hombre tan ahora insulso, me había cambiado por otra, por otra mujer de conciencia tan distraída como la de él. Tan bobo, quedarme y no evitar comparaciones, no evitar sentir lástima por aquel, el cual me dí cuenta tiene estándares demasiado bajos. Sí, ella era fea, es fea aún.&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/36816259-631735201617445261?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/631735201617445261/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/boricua-morena.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/631735201617445261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/631735201617445261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/06/boricua-morena.html' title='Boricua, Morena!'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-859442793475822034</id><published>2009-05-18T22:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:04:03.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><title type='text'>Mario Benedetti</title><content type='html'>Ayer, Domingo, falleció a los 88 años.... fue grande....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Táctica y estrategia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi táctica es&lt;br /&gt;mirarte&lt;br /&gt;aprender como sos&lt;br /&gt;quererte como sos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi táctica es&lt;br /&gt;hablarte&lt;br /&gt;y escucharte&lt;br /&gt;construir con palabras&lt;br /&gt;un puente indestructible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi táctica es&lt;br /&gt;quedarme en tu recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;no sé cómo ni sé&lt;br /&gt;con qué pretexto&lt;br /&gt;pero quedarme en vos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi táctica es&lt;br /&gt;ser franco&lt;br /&gt;y saber que sos franca&lt;br /&gt;y que no nos vendamos&lt;br /&gt;simulacros&lt;br /&gt;para que entre los dos&lt;br /&gt;no haya telón&lt;br /&gt;ni abismos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi estrategia es&lt;br /&gt;en cambio&lt;br /&gt;más profunda y más&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi estrategia es&lt;br /&gt;que un día cualquiera&lt;br /&gt;no sé cómo ni sé&lt;br /&gt;con qué pretexto&lt;br /&gt;por fin me necesites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-859442793475822034?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/859442793475822034/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/05/mario-benedetti.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/859442793475822034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/859442793475822034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/05/mario-benedetti.html' title='Mario Benedetti'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7764857520315110860</id><published>2009-04-06T17:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:57:39.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm @ job</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;estoy bien pinch* aburrida, no he hecho mucho durante el día de hoy… en realidad no le encuentro razón a que me haya quedado en tj, casi no hago cosas…. :S osea, literalmente me la he pasado viendo el facebook, mi mail, perez hilton… y ya no puedo más estoy aburridisima… quisiera ir a dormirme… creo que hoy nos iremos temprano…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;y mmm ash, me acabo de enterar que tal vez no me regrese sino hasta el jueves, lo cual significa, medio fuckin dia de vacaciones perdido! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ASSSSSSH joder&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(sorry la mala vibra, pero el dia de hoy no es muy divertido)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7764857520315110860?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7764857520315110860/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/mmm-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7764857520315110860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7764857520315110860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/mmm-job.html' title='mmm @ job'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6021921993119188459</id><published>2009-04-06T12:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:15:10.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind fo’ real</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Leyendo el periodico me tope con esta noticia, y me recordo de mi pelicula favorita, Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, (altamente recomendable) será cierto..?? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Investigadores borran recuerdos&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;07 Abril 2009&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.diario.com.mx/#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;El Universal&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Suponga que los científicos pudieran borrar ciertos recuerdos manipulando una sola sustancia en el cerebro. Que pudieran hacerle olvidar un temor crónico, una pérdida traumática, incluso un mal hábito. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Investigadores de Brooklyn han logrado recientemente hazañas comparables a las mencionadas con una sola dosis de una droga experimental suministrada a áreas del cerebro que son críticas para conservar tipos específicos de recuerdos, como asociaciones emotivas, conocimiento del espacio o habilidades motoras. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;La droga bloquea la actividad de una sustancia que el cerebro aparentemente necesita para retener gran parte de la información aprendida y que, de mejorarse, podría prevenir demencia y otros problemas de memoria. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hasta el momento, la investigación se ha realizado únicamente con animales, pero científicos dicen que es probable que funcione casi idénticamente con las personas. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;El descubrimiento de una molécula de la memoria que al parecer es tan importante, y sus numerosos usos potenciales, es parte de los avances en un campo que, en apenas unos cuantos años, ha hecho de lo aparentemente imposible algo repentinamente asequible: la neurociencia, el estudio del cerebro. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;quot;Si esta molécula es tan importante como parece ser, pueden verse las posibles implicaciones&amp;quot;, señaló el doctor Todd C. Sacktor, un neurocientífico de 52 años que encabeza el equipo del Centro Médico SUNY Downstate en Brooklyn que demostró su efecto en los recuerdos. &amp;quot;Para los traumas, la adicción, que es un comportamiento aprendido. A final de cuentas para mejorar la memoria y el aprendizaje. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Artistas y escritores han encabezado la exploración de la identidad, la conciencia y la memoria durante siglos. Sin embargo, aun cuando los científicos enviaron hombres a la Luna, naves espaciales a Saturno y submarinos al lecho marino, el instrumento responsable de esos logros, la mente humana, siguió siendo un vasto universo fundamentalmente desconocido, tan misterioso como lo fue el Nuevo Mundo para los exploradores en el pasado. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;La neurociencia, un campo que apenas existía hace una generación, está logrando grandes descubrimientos, captando miles de millones de dólares en nuevo financiamiento y decenas de investigadores. Los Institutos Nacionales de la Salud de Estados Unidos gastaron el año pasado 5 mil 200 mdd, casi 20% de su presupuesto total, en proyectos relacionados con el cerebro, según la Sociedad por la Neurociencia. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;El influjo de dinero, talento y tecnología implica que científicos están finalmente encontrando respuestas reales sobre el cerebro, así como haciendo surgir interrogantes, tanto científicas como éticas, más rápidamente de lo que nadie puede contestarlas. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Millones de personas podrían sentirse tentadas a borrar recuerdos muy dolorosos, por ejemplo, pero ¿y si perdieran otros recuerdos dolorosos en el proceso? ¿Un tratamiento que &amp;quot;despejara&amp;quot; los hábitos aprendidos de la adicción sólo serviría para tentar a la gente a experimentar en otros ámbitos? Y cuando los científicos encuentren un fármaco para fortalecer la memoria, ¿quién debe tener acceso a éste?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6021921993119188459?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6021921993119188459/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind-fo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6021921993119188459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6021921993119188459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind-fo.html' title='Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind fo’ real'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7671482339691765211</id><published>2009-04-06T01:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:16:50.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>this i's where I'm going</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdmdFl9Ev_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hFJCqAmqErM/s1600-h/gallery_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321457154128134130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdmdFl9Ev_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hFJCqAmqErM/s320/gallery_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can't wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7671482339691765211?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7671482339691765211/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/thats-were-im-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7671482339691765211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7671482339691765211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/thats-were-im-going.html' title='this i&apos;s where I&apos;m going'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdmdFl9Ev_I/AAAAAAAAAIE/hFJCqAmqErM/s72-c/gallery_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-255798885930436333</id><published>2009-04-05T00:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:09:14.036-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post cansado</title><content type='html'>Sigo en tijuana, ha sido todo muy cansado pero estoy bien. En dos semanas me ire al coachella y sere feliz por que voy a ver a paul mccartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una semana sin hablar con el sujeto en cuestion, y mmm poco a poco me doy cuenta que probablemente todo me lo estaba inventando yo y que no existe tal cosa como un final feliz, al menos no en este momento, y no junto a el. No se que pensar, pero al menos esta nueva semana en tj me ha ayudado a despejar mi mente. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-255798885930436333?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/255798885930436333/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-cansado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/255798885930436333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/255798885930436333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-cansado.html' title='Post cansado'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1118709680356081436</id><published>2009-03-31T14:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:45:23.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>just sayin’</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdKA3lhh0NI/AAAAAAAAAH8/jL9UOg_IhhU/s1600-h/Random%20073%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Random 073" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="331" alt="Random 073" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdKA4ijToqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z1XzniNeT6w/Random%20073_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;Yo no soy lo que tú buscas, ni tú eres lo que yo necesito.&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1118709680356081436?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1118709680356081436/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-sayin.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1118709680356081436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1118709680356081436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-sayin.html' title='just sayin’'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SdKA4ijToqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z1XzniNeT6w/s72-c/Random%20073_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3604801058444137938</id><published>2009-03-18T13:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:44:44.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ASH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/ScFPJ-_LUDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/G79opCTt4i8/s1600-h/IMG_0795%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_0795" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="331" alt="IMG_0795" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/ScFPKycI2LI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0tLySOBzNcA/IMG_0795_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAbía escrito un post bien chido, sobre mi cansancio laboral, y los puts japos, y la tele y las desveladas laborales, pero se me borró!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;fuck&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Btw, son las 3:40 am, tengo sueño.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;update de antes de postear…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No he dormido desde ayer… llevo un cafe, una coca, un espreso, y estoy a punto de otra coca! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;JSOX vete a la v#r#a&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3604801058444137938?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3604801058444137938/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/ash.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3604801058444137938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3604801058444137938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/ash.html' title='ASH'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/ScFPKycI2LI/AAAAAAAAAH4/0tLySOBzNcA/s72-c/IMG_0795_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1697769852723124632</id><published>2009-03-17T10:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:42:50.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prohibido, sent by canellita</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sb_TBJcQGsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Hj6duRMzlEQ/s1600-h/image%5B5%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="image" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="322" alt="image" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sb_TByrz8fI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dM_kygv_Dws/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1697769852723124632?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1697769852723124632/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prohibido-sent-by-canellita.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1697769852723124632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1697769852723124632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prohibido-sent-by-canellita.html' title='Prohibido, sent by canellita'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/Sb_TByrz8fI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dM_kygv_Dws/s72-c/image_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4245871339890104729</id><published>2009-03-13T18:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:22:09.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prueba</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esta es una linda y corta prueba para ver si el Windows live writer funciona….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;La verdad no se ni que con esta chunche pero estaba en unos archivitos que me mandaron junto con el messenger….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Quisiera postear más, pero mi vida se ha vuelto inexistente, este último mes he dormido en promedio, yo diría unas 4 horas… Estoy en calidad de zombie, a veces pienso en la inmortalidad del cangrejo, a veces pienso en la inmortalidad de mi trabajo, en la inmortalidad de mi vida personal, si es que todavía queda algo de ella.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Estoy totalmente cansada, me duele el cuerpo, los ojos, mi sonrisa me duele. =(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-4245871339890104729?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4245871339890104729/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prueba.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4245871339890104729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4245871339890104729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/prueba.html' title='Prueba'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4300659235965764368</id><published>2009-03-13T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:30:57.126-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>esto me pone de mal humor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbrQU29tv2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MpPggXVYXy4/s1600-h/judgement1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312787767207247714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbrQU29tv2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MpPggXVYXy4/s320/judgement1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ONE WORD:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ASSHOLE&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/36816259-4300659235965764368?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4300659235965764368/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/esto-me-pone-de-mal-humor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4300659235965764368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4300659235965764368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/esto-me-pone-de-mal-humor.html' title='esto me pone de mal humor'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbrQU29tv2I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MpPggXVYXy4/s72-c/judgement1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-725834028864860260</id><published>2009-03-12T10:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:01:46.796-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>no comments</title><content type='html'>JAJA estando en el lobby del hotel de TIJUANA, creo que acabo de ver a PABLO LATAPÍ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKIN PRICELESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd. mi equipo no se que pedo, son las 8 de la mañana y no bajan ni contestan mis mensajes, quedamos de vernos a las 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck'em&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-725834028864860260?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/725834028864860260/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/725834028864860260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/725834028864860260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-comments.html' title='no comments'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-250990188604816857</id><published>2009-03-07T14:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T15:02:54.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbLgW7nPbzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5ualtZpxXJo/s1600-h/internets.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310553595187261234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbLgW7nPbzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5ualtZpxXJo/s320/internets.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, mi name is Andrew MIANO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm a Producer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-250990188604816857?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/250990188604816857/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/jajajajaja-hi-mi-name-is-andrew-miano.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/250990188604816857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/250990188604816857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/03/jajajajaja-hi-mi-name-is-andrew-miano.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SbLgW7nPbzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/5ualtZpxXJo/s72-c/internets.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3567388800919717508</id><published>2009-02-23T23:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:53:43.589-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><title type='text'>Consejos amorosos, alguien alguien???</title><content type='html'>Este dude me gusta me gusta me gusta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué hago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que no le soy indiferente jaja digo yo creo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3567388800919717508?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3567388800919717508/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/consejos-amorosos-alguien-alguien.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3567388800919717508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3567388800919717508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/consejos-amorosos-alguien-alguien.html' title='Consejos amorosos, alguien alguien???'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1737841901862688491</id><published>2009-02-21T14:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T15:07:40.310-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitles'/><title type='text'>My Abbey Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SaBs1oQoayI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rEgVFKI7S88/s1600-h/las+beatles+abbey+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305360029638486818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SaBs1oQoayI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rEgVFKI7S88/s400/las+beatles+abbey+road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SaBsntcOnHI/AAAAAAAAAGc/OfzJfhq0BgU/s1600-h/las+beatles+abbey+road.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1737841901862688491?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1737841901862688491/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-abbey-road.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1737841901862688491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1737841901862688491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-abbey-road.html' title='My Abbey Road'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SaBs1oQoayI/AAAAAAAAAGk/rEgVFKI7S88/s72-c/las+beatles+abbey+road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1684946555175498863</id><published>2009-02-20T03:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T03:15:57.202-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maestría'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>hoy no tan cansada</title><content type='html'>Acabo de terminar otra tarea de la maestría, es tarde Again, es la 1 am tiempo TJ, son las 2 tiempo Juárez y son las 3 tiempo de efe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy medio cansada, hoy fue un dia suuuper random.... en el trabajo todo igual, aunque siento que voy poco lenta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despues del trabajo regresamos al hotel, dejamos las laptops y nos fuimos a cenar, pero vimos que habian muchisimas ambulancias y bomberos y patrullas y mil cosas del estilo, pues resulta que estaban revisando una fuga de gas, creiamos que cuando regresaramos ya todo estaria arreglado, fuimos a cenar a unos tacos que se llamaban PERRONES, y la neta si estaban perrones jajaja, el tipo que atendia o mas bien todos estaban bien loquillos, era agradable... Despues de ahi, carlos nos llevo a pasear a la zona de TJ donde estan las mujeres y hombres-mujeres de la vida galante, y oh que aventura fue esa.... de verdad, eso esta de pelicula, despues de rondar por esos rumbos y de yo tomar las respectivas fotos (desde el carro obviamente) regresamos al hotel, pero pues seguian las revisiones y ahora se habian extendido hasta la segunda torre, osea, revisaban todavia una zona mayor, entonces decidimos irnos en caso de que la cosa explotara, Carlos nos llevo al Hipodromo, que vendria siendo el Caliente mas grande y nice que he visto en mi vida, ya despues me entere que es como el Headquarters de todos los calientes, pues ya entramos, tonteamos un poco y nos fuimos a asomar al barecin, que daba a donde la gente apuesta a las carreras de galgos, y oh surprise, habian carreras de galgos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;fue super padre, nos sentamos lindos lindos carlos, elsa y yo, a ver carreras de galgos y apostabamos entre nostros cual bitch creiamos que iba a ganar.... Estuvo super divertido, ha sido un dia nada comun.... y divertido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prometo subir las fotos del paseo de la fuga de gas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, tmb conocimos la zona nice de TJ jajajaja, todo lo que hicimos en un ratito!!! I'm impresed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1684946555175498863?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1684946555175498863/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoy-no-tan-cansada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1684946555175498863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1684946555175498863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/hoy-no-tan-cansada.html' title='hoy no tan cansada'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5159250944294630286</id><published>2009-02-19T02:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T02:29:48.772-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maestría'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>Estatus: se me van a caer los ojos</title><content type='html'>Estoy cansada, estoy en Tijuana otra vez por trabajo, son las 12:28 hora local, es la 1:28 en Juárez y son las 2:28 en el D.F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabo de terminar mi tarea de la maestría, uuuf no se en que lio me he metido, estoy cansada, termine mis últimas dos aportaciones y conclusión unas horas tarde, espero las valgan y las tomen en cuenta, estoy cansada, ayer trabajé mucho y hoy también... tengo que despertar a las 6am tiempo TJ, si no las toman en cuenta que se vayan a la ñet.... estoy cansada, tengo los ojos secos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero en fin, such is life........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dormiré tranquila sabiendo que ya termine mi tarea por fin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estoy cansada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5159250944294630286?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5159250944294630286/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/estatus-se-me-van-caer-los-ojos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5159250944294630286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5159250944294630286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/estatus-se-me-van-caer-los-ojos.html' title='Estatus: se me van a caer los ojos'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4579842588996790361</id><published>2009-02-12T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:28:34.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>fuertes declaraciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And theeeeeen: totally unexpected..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;ntc, espero que todo bien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;y seas felizzzzzzz jijijiji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dan... perfil old school mode on jajajaj says:&lt;br /&gt;tks,,, igual te deseo lo mesmoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;dan... perfil old school mode on jajajaj says:&lt;br /&gt;s que la vdd s q te sigo sperando para terminar lo que dejamos a medias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shocker, I´m in shock, didn't expect this.... wonder what is that we left half ways.... Sometimes I do miss him, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he was nice and nice is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... Fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-4579842588996790361?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4579842588996790361/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/fuertes-declaraciones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4579842588996790361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4579842588996790361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/fuertes-declaraciones.html' title='fuertes declaraciones'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7683926434130372737</id><published>2009-02-05T23:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:05:17.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='que disque la crisis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>...que la crisis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fotos tomadas en una feria de empleo en Beijing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEe4FF2II/AAAAAAAAAGU/RkmuZjq7_YA/s1600-h/beijing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545421260380290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEe4FF2II/AAAAAAAAAGU/RkmuZjq7_YA/s320/beijing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEXZuXZOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UIc-_H9G6q8/s1600-h/beijin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545292852913378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEXZuXZOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/UIc-_H9G6q8/s320/beijin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEO0dGFTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Y4u3IjPY6Fw/s1600-h/beiging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299545145409410354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEO0dGFTI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Y4u3IjPY6Fw/s320/beiging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas fotos me impresionaron mucho, que dicen que la crisis anda suelta, y aunque gracias a dios no la he sentido todavía, con fotos como esta me doy cuenta de la realidad de miles de personas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mugrosa crisis, vete de aquí, uchale uchale! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(jaja, en vez de escribir un buen post como buena economista que soy, que diablos hoy trabaje 12 horas y la neta no quiero pensar! Paz!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/36816259-7683926434130372737?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7683926434130372737/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-la-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7683926434130372737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7683926434130372737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/02/que-la-crisis.html' title='...que la crisis...'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SYvEe4FF2II/AAAAAAAAAGU/RkmuZjq7_YA/s72-c/beijing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5074442452074643622</id><published>2009-01-20T11:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:47:46.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy es la toma de protesta</title><content type='html'>Hoy es la toma de protesta de Obama, y NO LA ESTOY VIENDO!!!! &lt;p&gt;ash, el mundo laboral &lt;p&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5074442452074643622?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5074442452074643622/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-es-la-toma-de-protesta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5074442452074643622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5074442452074643622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-es-la-toma-de-protesta.html' title='Hoy es la toma de protesta'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7714915852440872530</id><published>2009-01-08T23:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:37:06.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jolideis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>Neta, neta.... sin palabras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SWbhmXfOacI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NL7mMVvZV8o/s1600-h/Random+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289162861649488322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SWbhmXfOacI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NL7mMVvZV8o/s320/Random+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Que creysi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jajajaja, fotito que tome en mi tour vacacional season 08... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estaría re-creysi si mis beibis no usan creysi clous........... jiji&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;si la quieren visitar, esta en Tepic! jajajajaja freakin priceless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7714915852440872530?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7714915852440872530/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/neta-neta-sin-palabras.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7714915852440872530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7714915852440872530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/neta-neta-sin-palabras.html' title='Neta, neta.... sin palabras...'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SWbhmXfOacI/AAAAAAAAAFc/NL7mMVvZV8o/s72-c/Random+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1469008904249534709</id><published>2009-01-08T23:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:18:21.425-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>What the fuck???</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_moLXRSRznc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_moLXRSRznc&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al menos pronuncia bien el ingles.... jijiji&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1469008904249534709?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1469008904249534709/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1469008904249534709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1469008904249534709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck???'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2074636629153765158</id><published>2009-01-07T17:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:31:23.176-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tageado despues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Palabritas, palabras, palabrotas</title><content type='html'>Hoy tengo ganas de tener ganas.... &lt;p&gt;Tengo ganas de no pensar, de no querer, de no desear. Quiero quedarme&lt;br /&gt;asi, solita, still. &lt;p&gt;Quiero pensar que maniana sera mejor, y que maniana todos estaremos&lt;br /&gt;mejor. &lt;p&gt;Quiero no querer, y en el fondo, aunque no quiera, si quiero.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2074636629153765158?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2074636629153765158/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/palabritas-palabras-palabrotas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2074636629153765158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2074636629153765158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/palabritas-palabras-palabrotas.html' title='Palabritas, palabras, palabrotas'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5330953366483144086</id><published>2009-01-05T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:21:27.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>El circulo</title><content type='html'>El circulo da la vuelta y al terminar la vuelve a dar.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Yo te olvide, no me olvido mas.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Te di todo y ya no doy mas.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Hoy te quiero, maniana tambien, padado no. El anio que viene creo, que  &lt;br&gt;siempre te querre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5330953366483144086?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5330953366483144086/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-circulo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5330953366483144086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5330953366483144086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-circulo.html' title='El circulo'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7697951902014360661</id><published>2009-01-05T00:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:56:08.758-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a whileeee</title><content type='html'>Es ya un nuevo anio y muchas cosas han pasado, fue un anio dificil y  &lt;br&gt;supongo que de muchas sorpresas... Honestamente espero que este nuevo  &lt;br&gt;anio sea mejor para todos.&lt;p&gt;Tengo la idea de ser feliz y si puedo hacer algo por cambiar las cosas  &lt;br&gt;lo voy a hacer, y si esto no es posible pues bueno siempre esta el  &lt;br&gt;lado amable y una botella de Oppenheimer jajaja&lt;p&gt;Cheers!!!! Happy new year, good vibes y&amp;#39;all!!!&lt;p&gt;Enviado desde mi iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7697951902014360661?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7697951902014360661/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-whileeee.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7697951902014360661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7697951902014360661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-whileeee.html' title='It&apos;s been a whileeee'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8909433521459672264</id><published>2008-12-09T12:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:36:16.519-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Este es el primer post del iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8909433521459672264?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8909433521459672264/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/12/este-es-el-primer-post-del-iphone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8909433521459672264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8909433521459672264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/12/este-es-el-primer-post-del-iphone.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2225761441052887888</id><published>2008-12-01T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:19:45.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases diarias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Daily Kiss Fortune.... cortesía del faisbuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Walk carefully in the beginning of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; --- Don't give it all away, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but watch with a rational eye to be certain of what you think you're seeing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;........mmm I think its a sign.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do not fall for that self-recognized womanizer, i'm seriously, don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como dice Regina Spektor.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've never loved nobody fully, always one foot on the ground....&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/36816259-2225761441052887888?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2225761441052887888/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/12/daily-kiss-fortune-cortesa-del-faisbuk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2225761441052887888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2225761441052887888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/12/daily-kiss-fortune-cortesa-del-faisbuk.html' title='Daily Kiss Fortune.... cortesía del faisbuk'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3082446373210862704</id><published>2008-11-28T09:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:33:32.869-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Visto en feisbuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/STAPeZwTy1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4QHv0q1FETE/s1600-h/visto+en+el+facebook.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273732178634853202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/STAPeZwTy1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4QHv0q1FETE/s320/visto+en+el+facebook.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jajajaja, que peeeedo con esta gente! que BelleSa!!!!????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;Osea, cada quien ve lo que quiere ver, yo viendo la belleSa y la canellita leyó lo de la aprendencia de besar.... jajajaja funny dude.... lo que pasa es que yo soy excelente en esos campos de la vida, de la besanga diría elsita.... (mmm, aunque en saltillo eso significa atascarte jajaja)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3082446373210862704?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3082446373210862704/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/visto-en-feisbuk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3082446373210862704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3082446373210862704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/visto-en-feisbuk.html' title='Visto en feisbuk'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/STAPeZwTy1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4QHv0q1FETE/s72-c/visto+en+el+facebook.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4713594835596711408</id><published>2008-11-27T12:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:32:05.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jolideis'/><title type='text'>Congratulaciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SS7nSkWj_EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VavTVoVDK-s/s1600-h/thanksgiving01.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273406519879400514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SS7nSkWj_EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VavTVoVDK-s/s320/thanksgiving01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BITCHES&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&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/36816259-4713594835596711408?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4713594835596711408/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulaciones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4713594835596711408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4713594835596711408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/congratulaciones.html' title='Congratulaciones'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SS7nSkWj_EI/AAAAAAAAAFM/VavTVoVDK-s/s72-c/thanksgiving01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8558603603019791147</id><published>2008-11-25T11:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:12:24.074-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Dosis esoterica diaria</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tienes 23 años y 349 días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Has nacido en martesEn un fresco día de Otoño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde que naciste han pasado: 8750 días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde que naciste han pasado: 287 meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Desde que naciste han pasado: 1250 semanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cumplirás años de nuevo dentro de: 16 días&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu signo en el horóscopo chino: Rata &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu signo del zodíaco: Sagitario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu planeta: Júpiter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu color: Rojo púrpura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu piedra: Turquesa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tu número base de nacimiento: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El significado de tu número base&lt;br /&gt;Eres una persona destinada a una continua búsqueda de mejoras, y podrías llegar a ser un gran innovador a escala social. Posees una visión muy amplia que te permitirá completar incluso los grandes proyectos que tienes en mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Diagnóstico de su vida pasada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé si le parecerá bien o no, pero usted era hombre en su última encarnación terrena. usted nació en algún lugar del territorio que hoy es Egipto en torno al año 1100. Su profesión era bailarín, cantante o actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un breve perfil psicológico de su vida pasada: :Carácter implacable, sopesando cuidadosamente sus decisiones en situaciones críticas, con un excelente autocontrol y gran fuerza de voluntad. Personas que suelen gustar, pero no siempre son amadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lección que su vida pasada le ha dado para la encarnación actual :Su lección es estudiar, practicar y usar la sabiduría que se encuentra en las ciencias psicológicas y en los antiguos manuscritos. Con una fuerte fe y trabajo duro, encontrará su verdadero destino en su vida actual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8558603603019791147?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8558603603019791147/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/dosis-esoterica-diaria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8558603603019791147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8558603603019791147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/dosis-esoterica-diaria.html' title='Dosis esoterica diaria'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1717986774833786375</id><published>2008-11-25T10:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T10:12:07.622-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>japanesse guy living at the Mexico Airport</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cz5R0c3qY_8&amp;amp;color1=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" feature="player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=" color2="0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is seriously weird or strange, doesnt he has a family, or someone!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;La neta, me pregunto por que alguien haría algo así, será una prueba personal, que quiere probarse, esta harto del mundo, de la rutina???? no tiene dinero??? quien es este wey....???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;La neta, sea lo que sea, que valor del tipo, mis respetos.... tal vez este escribiendo un libro, no se, yo si lo leía..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Airport'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7657318554602674783</id><published>2008-11-24T21:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:42:54.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;#=($'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Emisímo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Odio mi ciudad, odio en la mierda en que se ha convertido, odio tener miedo, odio estar paranoica, odio a los nacos nxxxxs, odio a los marihuanos, odio a los sin que hacer, odio esta incertidumbre, odio tener miedo, odio extrañar mi ciudad y sus buenos tiempos, odio que la tengo que odiar........&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/36816259-7657318554602674783?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7657318554602674783/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/emismo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7657318554602674783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7657318554602674783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/emismo.html' title='Emisímo'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3094803176744042347</id><published>2008-11-21T16:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:55:42.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guapotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SSc8JFTPbPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QnkLicuwyxc/s1600-h/bf21__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271248015599824114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SSc8JFTPbPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QnkLicuwyxc/s320/bf21__oPt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I'm in Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-3094803176744042347?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3094803176744042347/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-im-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3094803176744042347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3094803176744042347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-im-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SSc8JFTPbPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/QnkLicuwyxc/s72-c/bf21__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-544608293578910857</id><published>2008-11-09T23:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:07:19.495-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentimentaloso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>pláticas de msn de un domingo por la noche</title><content type='html'>dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;no sabes las ganas q tengo de verte&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;jijij tu sonrisa&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;tu cara de rana&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;ajaja&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;jajajajajaja mi cara de ranaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;jiji&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;yo tambien flaquito...&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;tengo muchas ganas de verte.... muchas y de reirnos&lt;br /&gt;I say:&lt;br /&gt;y de platicar contigo&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;me gustaria star contigo,&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;solos&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;cuando vengas&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;al menos undi&lt;br /&gt;dan... says:&lt;br /&gt;un dia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-544608293578910857?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/544608293578910857/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/plticas-de-msn-de-un-domingo-por-la.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/544608293578910857'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>... tecnología I think I hate you......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hace tiempo, una semana mas o menos, el y yo, nos agregamos mutuamente al facebook aquel por el cual mis posts existen, y antes no estabamos unidos asi por que simplemente sabiamos que iba a ser dificil poder saber que es lo que hacia cada quien, en cada momento, en cada lugar, fotos, comentarios de extraños, etc. Y hoy, hoy vi unas fotos de el, y neta sentí super raro, me senti triste, senti la melancolia de no poder estar junto a el, ni siquiera en la misma mugrosa ciudad.... Y creo que es cierto, algo que mi hermana dijo, los hombres no esperan.... lastima, como quisiera que el si lo hiciera.....&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/36816259-7283950439437210505?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7283950439437210505/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/tecnologa-i-think-i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7283950439437210505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7283950439437210505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/tecnologa-i-think-i-hate-you.html' title='... tecnología I think I hate you......'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2901155978499451804</id><published>2008-11-06T22:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:20:50.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>varias múltiples cosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRPBhORw48I/AAAAAAAAAEg/9P4YvNkE8g8/s1600-h/king+of+torreon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265765165838689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRPBhORw48I/AAAAAAAAAEg/9P4YvNkE8g8/s320/king+of+torreon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estoy cansada, tengo hambre, sigo en la planta rosaritesca frente a la playa, es tarde, tal vez cene langosta, no estoy tan segura si se me antoja, mi jefe dijo que soy la nueva estrella (del grupo), eso me hizo sentir bien, al menos estar fuera de mi casa por casi tres semanas seguidas ha surtido efecto. Hace unos días que he vuelto a hablar con él, y todo esta muy bien, lo extraño y me dan muchas ganas de abrazarlo, quisiera decirle tantas cosas, quisiera....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2901155978499451804?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2901155978499451804/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/varias-mltiples-cosas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2901155978499451804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2901155978499451804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/varias-mltiples-cosas.html' title='varias múltiples cosas'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRPBhORw48I/AAAAAAAAAEg/9P4YvNkE8g8/s72-c/king+of+torreon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-3239019033991102683</id><published>2008-11-04T22:10:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:23:24.971-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historico'/><title type='text'>Hoy es un día historico!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SREfMbdHZSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A62HPMaPJRY/s1600-h/obama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265023737761588514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SREfMbdHZSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A62HPMaPJRY/s320/obama.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;El día de hoy estados unidos, a elegido a Barack Obama como su presidente!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yo se que ni soy estadounidense, pero para mi esto es algo super importante, por un millón de cosas, si yo hubiera podido votar, hubiera votado por el.... estoy de acuerdo con algunos puntos de su plataforma y la verdad, jamas crei ver tan pronto, tan pronto un presidente afroamericano!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy se ha hecho historia! Y esperemos que la historia nos responda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265022086285132546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SREdsTOcgwI/AAAAAAAAAD4/wRDorPdqCjU/s320/electionday2008.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;.... ahora veo a McCain hablar, y la vdd se ve super triste.... :S..... pero obama ganó!&lt;br /&gt;no lo puedo creer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/36816259-3239019033991102683?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/3239019033991102683/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoy-es-un-da-historico.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3239019033991102683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/3239019033991102683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/hoy-es-un-da-historico.html' title='Hoy es un día historico!'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SREfMbdHZSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A62HPMaPJRY/s72-c/obama.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8268195125915156020</id><published>2008-11-04T12:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:16:17.959-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, my co-worker makes really loud and nasty noises while he eats!!! :( that's the worst!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8268195125915156020?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8268195125915156020/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-my-co-worker-makes-really-loud-and.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8268195125915156020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8268195125915156020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg-my-co-worker-makes-really-loud-and.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5818712769222073129</id><published>2008-11-03T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:13:33.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>Taken at Fox Baja Studios (Rosarito, BC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQ9YoPuLjzI/AAAAAAAAADw/e7wGWn5iz68/s1600-h/DSCN4559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264523937857638194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQ9YoPuLjzI/AAAAAAAAADw/e7wGWn5iz68/s320/DSCN4559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I´m the Queen of the world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(De los sets originales de TITANIC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5818712769222073129?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5818712769222073129/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/taken-at-fox-baja-studios-rosarito-bc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5818712769222073129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5818712769222073129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/11/taken-at-fox-baja-studios-rosarito-bc.html' title='Taken at Fox Baja Studios (Rosarito, BC)'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQ9YoPuLjzI/AAAAAAAAADw/e7wGWn5iz68/s72-c/DSCN4559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-7912157843162372798</id><published>2008-10-29T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:18:09.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQkLGubyrzI/AAAAAAAAADo/X4JeEU0pRZ8/s1600-h/DSCN4278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262749849730854706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQkLGubyrzI/AAAAAAAAADo/X4JeEU0pRZ8/s320/DSCN4278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I see the sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dominicana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-7912157843162372798?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/7912157843162372798/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-see-sea-dominicana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7912157843162372798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/7912157843162372798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-see-sea-dominicana.html' title=''/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SQkLGubyrzI/AAAAAAAAADo/X4JeEU0pRZ8/s72-c/DSCN4278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6162795128458306860</id><published>2008-10-24T16:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:32:36.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>good bye</title><content type='html'>Good bye Checkpoint, you were chévere!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias Aixa, Claires, Liona, Jose Luis...... Don Carlos, Don felix.... =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6162795128458306860?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6162795128458306860/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6162795128458306860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6162795128458306860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bye.html' title='good bye'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-4137345457291280420</id><published>2008-10-24T13:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:08:06.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='despedidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>...un chin chin de comentario...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Se me esta acabando el tiempo aqui en &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dom&lt;/span&gt;inic&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ana&lt;/span&gt;, mañana sale mi avion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ayer estuvo muy bien, aunque me resbale dos veces, soy una chonte.... ja....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pero pude conocer la casa de cristobal colón y la primera iglesia católica de toda américa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they were nice!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;la gente aqui se ha portado excelentemente con nosotras.... de verdad.... estoy impresionada.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;posteare al rato, que estoy "trabajando" &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/36816259-4137345457291280420?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/4137345457291280420/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-chin-chin-de-comentario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4137345457291280420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/4137345457291280420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-chin-chin-de-comentario.html' title='...un chin chin de comentario...'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5139351439703341413</id><published>2008-10-21T20:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:40:55.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lejanura'/><title type='text'>Viaje de trabajo y de espíritu</title><content type='html'>Me encuentro sentada en el escritorio de mi cuarto en el Hotel Melía en Santo Domingo,&lt;br /&gt;en Republica Dominicana. Con la ventana abierta del mini balcon que da al caribe, y escucho&lt;br /&gt;musica, que sospecho es merengue, de un negocio de billar y cajas de bateo que esta aqui cerca. (quisiera ir, pero mi compañera me dijo "hasta mañana, a las 8 de la noche")&lt;br /&gt;Me siento agusto, muy cansada, pero muy feliz. Ha sido una experiencia muy rara, divertida,&lt;br /&gt;estresante, retante ( es palabra?? ) jaja mejor llena de retos... pequeños, pero al fin retos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al llegar al aeropuerto y salir a la zona de renta de carros, lo primero que escuche de republica&lt;br /&gt;dominicana fue a belanova, demonios donde me los iba a topar, y la verdad fue un alivio y lo senti&lt;br /&gt;como una buena señal, al final de cuentas mi pais seguia conmigo. Despues, un señor curioson, muy amable y tortuga para manejar, Felix Camilo, nos va platicando durante el camino, cosas de su amable y pobre pais, como el lo describio, y de repente nos cuenta una historia de un tipo mexicano que el habia conocido recientemente, tambien habia ido por el al aeropuerto, nos comento que el (que tambien resulto ser de chihuahua (otra coincidencia-señal)) le habia regalado un cd de musica mexicana, y nos puso el cd realmente orgulloso, honestamente puedo decir que fue un super detalle de don felix, y puedo confesar que me senti feliz de escuchar a vicente fernandez cantando la de songui ri ron gui ( esa, una cancion nueva pegajosona y movidona del chente).... me senti tranquila, me senti contenta, me senti mexicana!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así fueron mis primeros momentos en la republica dominicana, felices con tintes mexicanos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5139351439703341413?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5139351439703341413/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/viaje-de-trabajo-y-de-espritu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5139351439703341413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5139351439703341413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/viaje-de-trabajo-y-de-espritu.html' title='Viaje de trabajo y de espíritu'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-763696161390546173</id><published>2008-10-03T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:13:27.704-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desconocido'/><title type='text'>comentario de lector</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;jajajaja, pues un lindo lector puso un comentario...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;supongo que fue el mr. caboots.... jajaja y si no fue el&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pues que de su nombre no minimo! A que se dedica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a que hora sale por el pan... jaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, it was a funny comment for a funny post!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Keep'em coming! jajajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-763696161390546173?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/763696161390546173/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/comentario-de-lector.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/763696161390546173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/763696161390546173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/comentario-de-lector.html' title='comentario de lector'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1259133451513929945</id><published>2008-10-01T20:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:08:52.696-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cumples'/><title type='text'>felicidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoy hace algunos años nació quien sería mi mejor amiga in the whole wide world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La persona que más interés y curiosidad y emociones me provoca......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My sista!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Olive juice&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/36816259-1259133451513929945?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1259133451513929945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/felicidades.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1259133451513929945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1259133451513929945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/10/felicidades.html' title='felicidades'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-6430866602729749486</id><published>2008-09-18T18:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:19:44.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>...funny and deep post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNLh8JaWZMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0t1PfNe7MME/s1600-h/hambre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247504939274888386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNLh8JaWZMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0t1PfNe7MME/s320/hambre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Tengo hambre de un hombre"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-6430866602729749486?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/6430866602729749486/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-and-deep-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6430866602729749486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/6430866602729749486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/funny-and-deep-post.html' title='...funny and deep post....'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNLh8JaWZMI/AAAAAAAAADU/0t1PfNe7MME/s72-c/hambre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5822992448556910481</id><published>2008-09-18T13:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:09:38.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Conversaciones laborales de un jueves a medio día</title><content type='html'>... hablando del puente del 16 y que yo si trabaje y él no.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodolfo Kirschne... pobre de ti partner&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... I know&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... cuantos dias eran?&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... 2???&lt;br /&gt;Rodolfo Kirschn... si pues lunes y martes&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... damn!&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... no tengo vida&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... jaja&lt;br /&gt;Anais Gonzalez/... me voy a hacer emo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5822992448556910481?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5822992448556910481/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/conversaciones-laborales-de-un-jueves.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5822992448556910481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5822992448556910481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/conversaciones-laborales-de-un-jueves.html' title='Conversaciones laborales de un jueves a medio día'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8089353380472368688</id><published>2008-09-16T16:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:47:44.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horrores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mala vibra'/><title type='text'>Terrorismo en Morelia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNAokAPepXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ctE4FJsMqpA/s1600-h/380px-Black_Ribbon.svg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246738164891952498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNAokAPepXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ctE4FJsMqpA/s320/380px-Black_Ribbon.svg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayer, en los festejos de la independencia de nuestro país en Morelia, explotaron dos granadas de fragmentación en plena celebración. Explotaron a 3 cuadras de distancia, 8 personas murieron (+) y más de 80 personas resultaron heridas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¡YA BASTA!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;¡¡¡Somos más los que queremos vivir en PAZ!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dios perdone a los culpable, y de resignación y calma a las victimas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Estoy asustada, y enojadismia "=!#$("=!($"!%(!@, si se quieren dar entre ellos perfecto, pero para que herir a personas inocentes!!!!! cobardes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/36816259-8089353380472368688?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8089353380472368688/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrorismo-en-morelia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8089353380472368688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8089353380472368688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/terrorismo-en-morelia.html' title='Terrorismo en Morelia!'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SNAokAPepXI/AAAAAAAAADM/ctE4FJsMqpA/s72-c/380px-Black_Ribbon.svg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2481868276732763816</id><published>2008-09-15T19:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:21:27.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hombres'/><title type='text'>...sin palabras...</title><content type='html'>Merodeando por una cuenta del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flickr&lt;/span&gt; que tengo con mis amigas de la carrera, un poco olvidada la cuenta.... me tope con esto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preparados!!!????&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246405994274647010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM76dIQ4a-I/AAAAAAAAADE/zBsVaonGTGQ/s320/wtf.jpg" width="277" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!???? por muchas razones..... sin orden de importancia as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;follows&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;maaaaaaaal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) mis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;braces&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jajaja&lt;/span&gt; o frenos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brackets&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt; (frenos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;queee&lt;/span&gt;! ni que fuera caballo!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) mi disfraz, recuerdo que eran "alas" plateadas hechas con dos manteles y forradas con papel aluminio, y conforme avanzaba la noche yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;decía&lt;/span&gt; que era el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ángel&lt;/span&gt; del infierno o algo así, oh bendito alcohol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) el hombre que tengo a mi lado! culpo a varias cosas, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       1) estupidez mental&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       2) falta de mas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;espécimenes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       3) el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;groupie&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;smo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       4) el "toca la guitarra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;goooeeeiiiii&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       5) y el que en algún punto de poca lucidez &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pensé&lt;/span&gt; que realmente era bueno. yo y mis creencias de bondad en las personas, al diablo.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;... a este &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;gooeeei&lt;/span&gt; le dicen el diablo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;jajajaja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Duuuuuuuuh&lt;/span&gt;! o ultra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;duh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;goeeei&lt;/span&gt; esa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;debió&lt;/span&gt; ser una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; alerta! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;jajajajaja&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; time!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2481868276732763816?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2481868276732763816/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/sin-palabras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2481868276732763816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2481868276732763816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/sin-palabras.html' title='...sin palabras...'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM76dIQ4a-I/AAAAAAAAADE/zBsVaonGTGQ/s72-c/wtf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-1274735682835672399</id><published>2008-09-15T12:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:43:31.035-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos amigos'/><title type='text'>mi amiga se codea con famosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6eBlMFYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A5DBN9o7x7Y/s1600-h/13YO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246304365933060882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6eBlMFYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A5DBN9o7x7Y/s320/13YO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He aquí &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt; con el gran &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Eguenio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Derbez&lt;/span&gt;! aún creo que debió ofrecerle sus servicios como diseñadora gráfica!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, puntos al que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;reconosca&lt;/span&gt; el de la foto!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6d6_vT35I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6ObdtwX3aKM/s1600-h/12Efren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246304252801048466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6d6_vT35I/AAAAAAAAAC0/6ObdtwX3aKM/s320/12Efren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PSSSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt; es el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PEDROOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Napoleon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dynamite&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Diossssssss&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Gooooosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6ddD9Yo3I/AAAAAAAAACs/Jck7Zog_TLw/s1600-h/vote4pedro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246303738537747314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6ddD9Yo3I/AAAAAAAAACs/Jck7Zog_TLw/s320/vote4pedro.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rulea&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dice miri que andaba de don juan con las ladies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-1274735682835672399?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/1274735682835672399/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-amiga-se-codea-con-famosos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1274735682835672399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/1274735682835672399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/mi-amiga-se-codea-con-famosos.html' title='mi amiga se codea con famosos'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SM6eBlMFYxI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A5DBN9o7x7Y/s72-c/13YO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-8475418373775700941</id><published>2008-09-09T17:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:37:51.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eventos buena onda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>TOEIC Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Score&lt;/span&gt;: 975 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; 990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;´t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Welcome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bonus&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Cashiiiiing&lt;/span&gt;! (bueno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sonidito&lt;/span&gt; de caja registradora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jojo&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-8475418373775700941?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/8475418373775700941/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/toeic-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8475418373775700941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/8475418373775700941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/toeic-test.html' title='TOEIC Test'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-5678996873485598764</id><published>2008-09-04T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:19:46.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regaños tontos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>...bah...</title><content type='html'>Hoy por primera vez en mi vida laboral, me regañaron o me llamaron la atención.... ya ni supe....&lt;br /&gt;y la neta, no creo haberlo merecido del todo, si si el cliché, pero neta.... sentí raro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca me habían dicho, "no quiero que estes dando vueltas por la ciudad dos horas, y más si te estas yendo temprano" meaning, que no trabajo lo suficiente.... =$!#=($"!=#(!"#@!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-5678996873485598764?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/5678996873485598764/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/bah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5678996873485598764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/5678996873485598764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/09/bah.html' title='...bah...'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36816259.post-2629686873976243144</id><published>2008-08-25T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T21:34:22.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casos de la vida real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trabajo'/><title type='text'>momento incomodo</title><content type='html'>Oficinas nuevas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banio de Mujeres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tipita: ah tu eres la &lt;em&gt;chica&lt;/em&gt; que viene de Monterrey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: mmm, si!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(y despues me la volvi a topar, y me dijo, ah deberiamos de hacer el club del baño!!! siempre te topo a ti, a la recepcionista y a otra auditora..... say whaaaaaaat!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36816259-2629686873976243144?l=anasinrazon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/feeds/2629686873976243144/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/08/momento-incomodo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2629686873976243144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36816259/posts/default/2629686873976243144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anasinrazon.blogspot.com/2008/08/momento-incomodo.html' title='momento incomodo'/><author><name>constanza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08916665514388526509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D_xE1efn1Lg/SRfMZK04QNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/gfmARxbYuEk/S220/beso+indio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
