<?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-7261711150058238723</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:50:02.284-07:00</updated><category term='musica'/><category term='dudas existenciales'/><category term='familia'/><category term='me emocionó'/><category term='gustos'/><category term='TV'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='Memes'/><category term='frases célebres'/><category term='anécdotas'/><category term='enfados'/><category term='rectificaciones'/><category term='paridas'/><category term='mi vida'/><category term='traumas'/><category term='premios'/><category term='estados de ánimo'/><category term='deseos'/><category term='canciones'/><category term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category term='conversaciones'/><category term='Yo'/><category term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>I Got A Lot To Say</title><subtitle type='html'>Yo por tener, tengo hasta blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-550768177395924188</id><published>2009-09-01T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:29:07.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'>Mi Padre</title><content type='html'>Mi padre es un ser muy peculiar... En ocasiones he deseado matarlo mas que a nadie, hemos discutido a lo bestia, gritado cosas horribles el uno al otro y tal... Pero otras veces nos llevamos bien, extrañamente.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El principal problema de mi padre (además de ser ASQUEROSAMENTE irritable, estar sordo, ignorarte cuando le hablas, fumar y todas esas cosas) es su humor... El que en mi familia es llamado "Humor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carrió&lt;/span&gt;" debido a que es heredado de mi querida abuela paterna, apellidada &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Carrió&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ES EL HUMOR MAS ESTÚPIDO, MOLESTO Y POCO GRACIOSO DE MUNDO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;¡Y es que a mi eso me saca de quicio! Porque no es que yo tenga mucha paciencia, me pongo histérica con cualquier cosa, pero es que el humor de mi padre...¡&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AARGH&lt;/span&gt;! ¡Y tengo que vivir con él! ¡NO HAY DERECHO! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero he comenzado a desarrollar cierta resistencia, cuando mi padre hace un chiste, mi cabeza desconecta, paso de el, miro hacia otro lado, mi padre me da un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;golpecito&lt;/span&gt; para que me ría y entonces...¡ZAS! Discusión al canto... Como el otro día, en el que toda la familia estaba &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ignorandole&lt;/span&gt;. Mi madre saca la vena &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sarcástica&lt;/span&gt; y le ridiculiza, entonces mi padre, con su genial humor, dijo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ustedes no me quieren, hasta el &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;día&lt;/span&gt; que yo salga al &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;balcón&lt;/span&gt;, me de algo y me caiga por la ventana. Entonces miraran, me verán empotrado en el suelo y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dirán&lt;/span&gt; "pobre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;papi&lt;/span&gt;, con lo bueno que era"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;podréis&lt;/span&gt; comprender, nuestras caras de "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;?!" fueros &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;increíbles&lt;/span&gt;... Entonces mi madre cambió de tema &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vaya mierda de vida familiar tengo...si es que no se ni por que la cuento aquí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/7261711150058238723-550768177395924188?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/550768177395924188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-padre.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/550768177395924188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/550768177395924188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-padre.html' title='Mi Padre'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-1406981272329485289</id><published>2009-06-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:52:43.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estados de ánimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deseos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkeDerRztYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f8D13KOG8T8/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkeDerRztYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f8D13KOG8T8/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352391245189854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fight the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With pretty &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;smiles&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/7261711150058238723-1406981272329485289?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/1406981272329485289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-fight-tears-with-pretty-smiles.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1406981272329485289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1406981272329485289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-fight-tears-with-pretty-smiles.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkeDerRztYI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f8D13KOG8T8/s72-c/DSC00860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-4068449403289620145</id><published>2009-06-27T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:29:04.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><title type='text'>Re-Opening!</title><content type='html'>Pues &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aquí&lt;/span&gt; estoy...Blog oficialmente &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;-abierto vale?...son las 3:27 de la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;madrugada&lt;/span&gt; y estoy escuchando un &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remix&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rarísimo&lt;/span&gt; de "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sunburn&lt;/span&gt;", una de mis canciones favoritas de Muse...aun no me puse el pijama...y no tengo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sueño&lt;/span&gt;...ni nadie con quien hablar...ME ABURRO.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hala, mañana escribo un post decente (no os &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cansáis&lt;/span&gt; de que prometa siempre lo mismo? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7261711150058238723-4068449403289620145?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/4068449403289620145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-opening.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4068449403289620145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4068449403289620145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/06/re-opening.html' title='Re-Opening!'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-748715613106394091</id><published>2009-04-27T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T11:39:24.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'>De cuando a mi tutora le da por pegarme</title><content type='html'>Estaba yo hoy en clase de Lengua y Literatura (primera hora de los lunes por la tarde u_u) con mi querida tutora y profesora de dicha asignatura, Amelia (la quiero de verdad ¿eeh? aunque ella no deje de vacilar xD)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La cosa es que habíamos acabado de corregir unas frases de sintáxis, estabamos haciendo un ejercicios del libro...y mientras Amelia organizaba unos papeles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y cuando yo acabé los ejercicios, pues obviamente me puse a hablar con la gente de clase y a evadirme de todo...hasta q...¡ZAS! ¡Ostia que me llevé de Amelia con los resguardos de las notas! ¡¡Y picaba muchiiiiiiisimooooo!! TOT Y obviamente la miré con cara de perrito apaleado y ella me sonreía. "Para que aprendas" me dijo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vale, la primera se la paso. Me quedé algo alucinada pero bueno...soy un desastre, me lo merezco. Pero esque despues, mientras hacíamos más ejercicios...¡va y me da otra vez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;¡Esta vez con los sobres de las papeletas para la rifa del Día del Bocadillo! ¡Que eran más gordas y dolían más! T^T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y esta vez ya le pregunté:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-¡Jope Ameliaaaa! ¡¿Por qué me das?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-No se, esque hoy me apetecía pegarte un rato Lucía.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Acojonante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-748715613106394091?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/748715613106394091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-cuando-mi-tutora-le-da-por-pegarme.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/748715613106394091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/748715613106394091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/de-cuando-mi-tutora-le-da-por-pegarme.html' title='De cuando a mi tutora le da por pegarme'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-5467625243150648625</id><published>2009-04-26T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:33:48.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><title type='text'>¡DinDinDinDin! ¡PREMIO!</title><content type='html'>Vaaaale, no lo merezco, eso está claro, pero agradezco mucho que mi gran amigo &lt;a href="http://stuntmanburgos.com/"&gt;Stuntmanburgos&lt;/a&gt; me lo haya dado, de verdad, ¡muchas gracias!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SfRsAznPwFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TSvpYAIqzdE/s320/Premiojoya.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 196px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329003020196757586" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 100%; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0.4615em; line-height: 1.5385; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Mostrar el premio.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 100%; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0.4615em; line-height: 1.5385; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Enlazar a quién te lo entrega.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 100%; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; margin-bottom: 0.4615em; line-height: 1.5385; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Pasárselo a 10 personas y avisarles para que lo recojan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Le paso este premio a:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;1-&lt;a href="http://psychokiller156.blogspot.com/"&gt;Potencial Psyco Girl Project&lt;/a&gt;: por las historias y los textos que pone. Simplemente me encanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;2-&lt;a href="http://read-my-mind7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Read My Mind&lt;/a&gt;: porque me encanta leer los posts de conversaciones y cuando pones fotos o frases de canciones :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;3-&lt;a href="http://laciudadsinleydondelasgallinasatacan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gavilanes City&lt;/a&gt;: por las canciones y los sentimientos que expresan...precioso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;4-&lt;a href="http://wwwshamrock-rock.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shamrock&lt;/a&gt;: porque es el blog de Shamrock, el grupo de unos chicos geniales a los que adoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Y...no se que otro blog poner...esque no sigo muchos...pero en fin xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Se lo daria a más gente, pero ya se lo han dado asique nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Y eso, que ya está :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;¡Gracias otra vez! ¡Intentaré currarme más esto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7261711150058238723-5467625243150648625?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/5467625243150648625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/dindindindin-premio.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5467625243150648625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5467625243150648625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/dindindindin-premio.html' title='¡DinDinDinDin! ¡PREMIO!'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SfRsAznPwFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/TSvpYAIqzdE/s72-c/Premiojoya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3598711697191878745</id><published>2009-04-26T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T06:56:11.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rectificaciones'/><title type='text'>Rectifico</title><content type='html'>Vale, tras el comentario de &lt;a href="http://algeek.com/"&gt;Algeek&lt;/a&gt; en el post anterior, rectifico eso de que la comunidad blogger no es muy de tuenti.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Él dice que muchos tienen tuenti y tal (yo esque como blogger estándar tengo a Juankiblog y él se pasa el puto día diciendo que "tuenti es de canis")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y eso...ahora subiré el premio que me dieron :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3598711697191878745?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3598711697191878745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/rectifico.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3598711697191878745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3598711697191878745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/rectifico.html' title='Rectifico'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6581698198178299677</id><published>2009-04-25T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T12:42:16.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfados'/><title type='text'>Fotos del Tuenti</title><content type='html'>Vale, se que la comunidad blogger no es muy de tuenti que digamos pero me la suda básicamente porque esto no lo va a leer nadie a menos que yo se lo pida y esas alguienes serán las mismas cuatro chicas de siempre y quizás Marcos xD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero sí, tengo tuenti, y lo uso muchisisimo más que este amago de cutre-blog y además lo encuentro mucho mas útil (no me odiéis D:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La cosa es que si hay algo que odio de verdad del tuenti no es nada de sus funciones ni opciones ni nada de eso...es cuando te pasas toda una tarde sacando fotos y luego te toca subirlas...y claro, están tus amigas diciéndote cada media milésima de segundo, una detrás de otra: "Oye Lu, sube las fotos del otro día al tuenti andaaa" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y claro...la primera les contestas "Sí, dentro de un rato que ahora me da pereza"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La segunda les dices "Vaaalee que siiii, luego las subo, cuando tenga ganaaaas..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada vez mas borde: "¿Me quieres dejar de meter prisa de una vez joder?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hasta que al final:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Amiga: ¡Lu! ¡Que no subiste las fotos del otro día en el parque! ¡Etiquetame ¿eh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Yo: ¡¡Que sí coñoooo!! que las subiré cuando me de la jodida gana ya ostia puta! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y así hasta que me canso y las subo de una maldita vez, etiqueto a una y la mando a etiquetar a las demás, no pongo ni titulo ni nada y acabo con un cabreo de tres pares de narices, un día arruinado y ganas de matar a mi amigas, a sus familias, al creador de tuenti y al jodido cabrón que inventó las cámaras fotográficas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6581698198178299677?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6581698198178299677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/fotos-del-tuenti.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6581698198178299677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6581698198178299677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/04/fotos-del-tuenti.html' title='Fotos del Tuenti'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3544837478627832180</id><published>2009-03-22T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:50:00.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZ6Js3qU3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yUXfWqVdc-w/s1600-h/1200674895_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZ6Js3qU3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yUXfWqVdc-w/s320/1200674895_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316070717239481202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  Todos llevamos un &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sid Vicious&lt;/span&gt; dentro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3544837478627832180?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3544837478627832180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/todos-llevamos-un-sid-vicious-dentro.html#comment-form' title='8 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3544837478627832180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3544837478627832180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/todos-llevamos-un-sid-vicious-dentro.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZ6Js3qU3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/yUXfWqVdc-w/s72-c/1200674895_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-104900503721331644</id><published>2009-03-22T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:19:20.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZyENvlfxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HtDPr9wJCrg/s1600-h/luki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZyENvlfxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HtDPr9wJCrg/s320/luki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316061826891742994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta era yo de pequeña, con unos pocos meses, no recuerdo cuantos exactamente. Mis ojos eran una mezcla entre gris (heredado de mi abuelo, pero que con los años ha quedado reducido a un gris oscuro en el borde del iris) y marron, de toda la vida vamos. La verdad me pregunto por que no me quede asi para siempre...siendo mona y adorable por siempre, no como ahora ¬¬"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-104900503721331644?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/104900503721331644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/104900503721331644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/104900503721331644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/yo.html' title='Yo'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScZyENvlfxI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HtDPr9wJCrg/s72-c/luki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6314938008796060545</id><published>2009-03-21T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:05:36.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><title type='text'>Confesion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soy Twilighter&lt;/span&gt;, sí, y lo reconozco abiertamente ¬¬"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6314938008796060545?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6314938008796060545/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/confesion.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6314938008796060545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6314938008796060545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/confesion.html' title='Confesion'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6364445488920606612</id><published>2009-03-20T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T17:12:28.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deseos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScQwJq3M2yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tjNqllV8Kt0/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScQwJq3M2yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tjNqllV8Kt0/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315426402886802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El nuevo anuncio de RayBan lo protagonizaran estas dos personillas y la foto la sacare yo JUM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6364445488920606612?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6364445488920606612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-nuevo-anuncio-de-rayban-lo.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6364445488920606612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6364445488920606612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/el-nuevo-anuncio-de-rayban-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/ScQwJq3M2yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/tjNqllV8Kt0/s72-c/DSC00643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-4784227750679260347</id><published>2009-03-20T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:47:24.646-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Volviendo a este espacio mio llamado blog, dejo este meme hecho por mi &lt;a href="http://yodeciabuarns.blogspot.com/"&gt;geme &lt;/a&gt;que me suena de haberlo hecho en fotolog hace un año o asi...pero algo diferente...pero vamos, que como no tenia ni la mas minima idea de con que postear...pues aqui esta dedicado a toooodos los que me rayaron hasta que he vuelto xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si fuera un nombre seria: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kurenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un número sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una bebida sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un animal sería:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pantera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera algo de la casa sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Techo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si fuera una zona del cuerpo sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una cuadro sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Primavera de Boticcelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una flor sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orquidea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una película sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una fruta sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arandano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un insecto sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Escarabajo Egipcio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un color sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purpura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un dulce sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Chupa-chups de helado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una actor sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam Brody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un sentimiento sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melancolia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si fuera uno de los 5 sentidos sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Oido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una epoca sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Edad Antigua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si fuera un juego infantil sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Liebre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un planeta sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Neptuno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un elemento de la naturaleza sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fuego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera algo del baño sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gel de baño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un instrumento musical sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Una pianola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una figura geométrica sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Un paralelogramo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un idioma sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Japones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un día de la semana sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viernes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una prenda de vestir sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mini falda escocesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una marca sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Converse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Si fuera un grupo sería:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Sex Pistols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una letra sería:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un pais sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Italia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una ciudad sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una comida sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fideos con bechamel y espinacas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una canción sería:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Daylight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera un mes sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Septiembre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una estación del año sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Verano&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una hora del día sería: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Las 6 de la madrugada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si fuera una serie sería: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-4784227750679260347?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/4784227750679260347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/meme.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4784227750679260347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4784227750679260347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/03/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-5842812721015664657</id><published>2009-02-08T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:55:20.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><title type='text'>La petición</title><content type='html'>Juaca:Si, pues esta chica, Mar es muy maja y tal...&lt;br /&gt;Padre:Ah&lt;br /&gt;J:Bueno, ya la conocerás, ya me dijiste que se podría venir, ¿No?&lt;br /&gt;P:Si&lt;br /&gt;J:Bien... ¿Cuándo?&lt;br /&gt;PNo sé...&lt;br /&gt;J:Oh, tranquilo, tranquilo... no pasa nada, ¿Eh? Sin presiones...&lt;br /&gt;P:Seh...&lt;br /&gt;J:El problema el dinero... el dinero... que es muy perro, ¿Eh? 80 pavos un viaje en AVE, ¿A que es un timo?&lt;br /&gt;P:Supongo&lt;br /&gt;J:Ya... oye, que dentro de nada es su cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;P:Ah&lt;br /&gt;J:Y había pensado... que igual... podríamos hacerle un regalo&lt;br /&gt;P:Comprendo...&lt;br /&gt;J:Tu me vas dando lo que son los 80 euros, con eso ella se paga el viaje, se viene un fin de semana, le damos comida y alojamiento, le pagamos los viajes en metro y la tratamos bien y sin rencores por las facturitas telefónicas, ¿vale?&lt;br /&gt;P:Uh...&lt;br /&gt;J:No hace falta que me digas nada, gracias, tu sí que eres un padre ejemplar&lt;br /&gt;P:No he dicho que...&lt;br /&gt;J:¡Sht! Si ya sabía yo que tu eras muy buena persona, ¿Me dejas el móvil para llamarla y decírselo, no?&lt;br /&gt;P:Er...&lt;br /&gt;J:*Al teléfono* ¿Si? ¡Hola Mar! Te cuento...¿Qué te parece? En fin, acaban de llamarme para cenar. Luego vuelvo. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.juankiblog.com/"&gt;Juakiblog&lt;/a&gt; pidiendole dinero a su padre para el viaje de &lt;a href="http://madworld27.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mar-chan&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-5842812721015664657?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/5842812721015664657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-peticion.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5842812721015664657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5842812721015664657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/la-peticion.html' title='La petición'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-8537760041603677143</id><published>2009-02-06T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:56:36.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfados'/><title type='text'>El BMW</title><content type='html'>Hablando del percance con el coche del padre de &lt;a href="http://yodeciabuarns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kir&lt;/a&gt;, la señora contra la que chocó le preguntó si pensaba arreglar el coche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kir: ¡¡TIREMOS A LA BASURA UN BMW AZUL DEL QUE MI PADRE SE PREOCUPA MAS QUE DE MI!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-8537760041603677143?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/8537760041603677143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-bmw.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8537760041603677143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8537760041603677143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/el-bmw.html' title='El BMW'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-1171573775632497643</id><published>2009-02-06T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:49:27.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Cena en el metro</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiMeBDt68Ys&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QiMeBDt68Ys&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La preparación...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xZA0wc0msWs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&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/xZA0wc0msWs&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La cena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lo guay de esto...es que uno de los que están cenando es mi primo, que actualmente vive en Suecia u Holanda...no recuerdo exactamente xD&lt;br /&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/7261711150058238723-1171573775632497643?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/1171573775632497643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/cena-en-el-metro.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1171573775632497643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1171573775632497643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/cena-en-el-metro.html' title='Cena en el metro'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6707076627523542624</id><published>2009-02-03T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:07:45.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudas existenciales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'>Amantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;¿Por qué tengo una cantidad increíble de amantes, novios/novias, maridos, mujeres y rollos en plan gilipollas por el mundo, de lo cuales más de la mitad son amigas mías?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6707076627523542624?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6707076627523542624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/amantes.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6707076627523542624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6707076627523542624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/amantes.html' title='Amantes'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6099368061605839380</id><published>2009-02-02T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:25:48.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estados de ánimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfados'/><title type='text'>Mis notas</title><content type='html'>El día de hoy me ha hecho llegar a la siguiente conclusión:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOY UNA ANALFABETA RETRASADA QUE MERECE MORIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí, así de claro, así de simple, lo sé, lo sabéis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y os preguntaréis cómo he llegado a tal punto de auto insulto. Pues varéis, el jueves pasad acabé los exámenes de la segunda evalución...me han quedado cuatro por lo menos...y lo peor, es que una de ellas con nota inferior a 4...doy asco (SÍ &lt;a href="http://www.read-my-mind7.blogspot.com/"&gt;PAULA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://yodeciabuarns.blogspot.com/"&gt;KIR&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ilooveyoousoomuch.blogspot.com/"&gt;SOPHIE&lt;/a&gt;...¡DOY ASCO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como no levante la media no podré entrar en el colegio que quiero...y a te paso la media lo único que hará es bajar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi maldita y estúpida media!&lt;br /&gt;Y lo curioso es que la anterior evaluación me quedaron otras cuatro, que esta aprobé...¿que pasa...que necesito cuatro asignauras menos para aprobarlas todas? soy un inútil total.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6099368061605839380?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6099368061605839380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/mis-notas.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6099368061605839380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6099368061605839380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/02/mis-notas.html' title='Mis notas'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-1899813680992007841</id><published>2009-01-31T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:50:49.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deseos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quiero grabar un video para el blog ._.&lt;br /&gt;Y que venga &lt;a href="http://juankiblog.com/"&gt;Juanca&lt;/a&gt; xDD Esque se le coge cariño al final...aunque él me tenga "respeto" :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-1899813680992007841?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/1899813680992007841/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiero-grabar-un-video-para-el-blog.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1899813680992007841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1899813680992007841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiero-grabar-un-video-para-el-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-2172334037613440453</id><published>2009-01-27T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:35:04.076-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estados de ánimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfados'/><title type='text'>Anónimo</title><content type='html'>A ver anónimo...no se está comportando como una histérica, simplemente alguien se ha dedicado a meterse con su blog, con ella, con nuestros amigos y a molestar simplemente. Si una persona es lo suficientemente valiente puede dar su nombre y decir las cosas a la cara, no mediante un anónimo. Las cosas se hablan, y si al señorito o señorita le molestaba lo que mi hermana escribía pues se busca otro hobby, que no le vendría mal en absoluto, porque hay que tener una mierda de vida para dedicarse a hacer lo que estaba haciendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La comunidad blogger es un lugar para expresarse, seamos como seamos, como si queremos poner la gilipollez más grande del mundo. Además hay blogs muchísimo peores que el de mi hermana. Ella postea las cosas que piensa, que siente, tonterías, cosas que le hacen gracia...no tiene porque adaptarse a las exigencias de un puñetero cobarde incapaz de identificarse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No le voy a decir que es una histérica, mejor búscate algo que hace en lugar de tocarme los cojones a mi ¿entendido? Ya te digo...¿que a alguien le molesta algo que hay puesto? deja un comentario con su nombre, y PUNTO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tiene que andar jodiendo a los demás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asique un mensaje para todos los anónimos que no se identifican a final de los mensajes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;COMPRAOS UNA VIDA, UN CEREBRO Y AMIGOS, IDIOTAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-2172334037613440453?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/2172334037613440453/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/anonimo.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2172334037613440453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2172334037613440453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/anonimo.html' title='Anónimo'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6850759716258174798</id><published>2009-01-25T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T15:59:59.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>Conoces...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;: ¿Conoces &lt;a href="http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=C_UnvUsAjCs&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Thousand Foot Krutch&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lu:&lt;/span&gt; Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mike:&lt;/span&gt; Yo tampoco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego dijo que bueno, que ahora sí los conocía...pero me hizo demasiada gracia xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6850759716258174798?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6850759716258174798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/conoces.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6850759716258174798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6850759716258174798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/conoces.html' title='Conoces...?'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3231812959053547925</id><published>2009-01-24T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:13:11.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¡Si comes por el culo cagas por la boca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-South Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3231812959053547925?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3231812959053547925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-comes-por-el-culo-cagas-por-la-boca.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3231812959053547925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3231812959053547925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/si-comes-por-el-culo-cagas-por-la-boca.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-5800538452621132152</id><published>2009-01-24T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:20:01.247-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traumas'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Odio los popup's de porno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-5800538452621132152?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/5800538452621132152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/odio-los-popups-de-porno.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5800538452621132152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5800538452621132152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/odio-los-popups-de-porno.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-1389881508359236637</id><published>2009-01-24T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:59:15.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Meme: 1O Cosas que no sabías sobre mi</title><content type='html'>1-No puedo dormir si no estoy abrazando a algo o a alguien&lt;br /&gt;2-Amo a todos los grandes felinos, sobre todo a las panteras y también amo a los lobos *o*&lt;br /&gt;3-Soy una otaku empedernida&lt;br /&gt;4-Cuando me aburro en el PC me dedico a crear fotologs, blogs, metroflogs etc.&lt;br /&gt;5-Mi gran sueño es vivir en Japón o en Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;6-Me mola ver sufrir a la gente...sobre todo a &lt;a href="http://www.juankiblog.com/"&gt;Juanca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-Adoro el punk y el hardcore, aunque no lo parezca&lt;br /&gt;8-Soy una maniatica del orden y la limpieza...pero mi hermana es lo contrario y no me deja limpiar TOT&lt;br /&gt;9-Me encantan las parejitas de gays buenorros y el manga yaoi...&lt;br /&gt;10-Tengo tendencia a tener amigos en la otra punta del mundo y a echarlos mucho de menos xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-1389881508359236637?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/1389881508359236637/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/meme-1o-cosas-que-no-sabas-sobre-mi.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1389881508359236637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1389881508359236637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/meme-1o-cosas-que-no-sabas-sobre-mi.html' title='Meme: 1O Cosas que no sabías sobre mi'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-1367905893726762224</id><published>2009-01-24T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:24:06.640-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lu: ¡VALE VETE A DORMIR SIN RECONOCER QUE ROB ESTÁ BUENO! ¡¡¡VETE A SOÑAR CON ÉL DESPEINADO, Y QUE TE PONGA MUY CACHONDA Y MAÑANA TENDRÁS QUE RECONOCERLO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://read-my-mind7.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paula&lt;/a&gt;: xDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversación para obligar a Paula a decir "ROBERT PATTINSON ESTÁ BUENO"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-1367905893726762224?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/1367905893726762224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/lu-vale-vete-dormir-sin-reconocer-que.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1367905893726762224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/1367905893726762224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/lu-vale-vete-dormir-sin-reconocer-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-855793675271341953</id><published>2009-01-22T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:27:11.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><title type='text'>Nuevo banner</title><content type='html'>La de los cuchillos y la que vuela soy yo :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-855793675271341953?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/855793675271341953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/nuevo-banner.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/855793675271341953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/855793675271341953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/nuevo-banner.html' title='Nuevo banner'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-8957569234729695567</id><published>2009-01-22T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T12:41:48.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vídeos'/><title type='text'>Juankiblog agoniza para Broken-She</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x06TQmE155o&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&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/x06TQmE155o&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="264"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;NOTA: Sí, me mola el video, pero no me meto en cuartos oscuros para causarme placer mediante métodos sadomasoquistas. &lt;a href="http://juankiblog.com/"&gt;Juanca&lt;/a&gt; estás cada vez más lejos de la muerte (aunque supuestamente has muerto ya ¿no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7261711150058238723-8957569234729695567?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/8957569234729695567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/juankiblog-agoniza-para-broken-she.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8957569234729695567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8957569234729695567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/juankiblog-agoniza-para-broken-she.html' title='Juankiblog agoniza para Broken-She'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-827245399567023233</id><published>2009-01-22T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:23:22.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><title type='text'>Mister Kebap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXjHQxT43XI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jh4V69HlCfQ/s1600-h/25122008199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294200452902608242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXjHQxT43XI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jh4V69HlCfQ/s320/25122008199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A ver...quisiera un kebap de tortilla española y otro de callos a la madrileña por favor.&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/7261711150058238723-827245399567023233?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/827245399567023233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mister-kebap.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/827245399567023233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/827245399567023233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mister-kebap.html' title='Mister Kebap'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXjHQxT43XI/AAAAAAAAACY/Jh4V69HlCfQ/s72-c/25122008199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6663359145090464814</id><published>2009-01-22T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:44:09.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Sexador de pavos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pizarra:&lt;/span&gt; Marta de mayor va a ser sexadora de pavos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Consuelo (profe de inglés):&lt;/span&gt; ¿Sexadora? what's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Julia:&lt;/span&gt; ¡Pues una sexadora de pavos coge un pavo y te dice si es hombre, macho o hembra! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Clase:&lt;/span&gt; ¡¡¡JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    -Conversación en clase de Inglés, 08:00 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6663359145090464814?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6663359145090464814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/sexador-de-pavos.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6663359145090464814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6663359145090464814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/sexador-de-pavos.html' title='Sexador de pavos'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-9025805607729731539</id><published>2009-01-20T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:00:54.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estados de ánimo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enfados'/><title type='text'>Mis enfados</title><content type='html'>Me he dado cuenta de algo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;traumatizante&lt;/span&gt; mientras hablaba por &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;messenger&lt;/span&gt; con &lt;a href="http://algeek.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Javi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A la gente le mola verme enfadada.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lo peor no es eso...lo peor es que luego, cuando estoy de mala leche, ¡se quejan! ¡¿PERO NO DECÍAIS QUE SOY MONA CUANDO ME ENFADO?! D:&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Y &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;es que&lt;/span&gt; a mi no me gusta enfadarme, porque me cebo y me ensaño con las personas que más quiero y que más me importan! Además luego me siento fatal, me duele el estómago, me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;estreso&lt;/span&gt;, me duele la espalda...es horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero lo que más odio es enfadarme sin saber el porqué...odio mi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carácter&lt;/span&gt; de niña estúpida-malhumorada...es &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;repugnante&lt;/span&gt; y me asqueo a mi misma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;como&lt;/span&gt; ya dije, están los que me chinchan por diversión...que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sepáis&lt;/span&gt;, vosotros, los cabrones que me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enfadáis&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;propósito&lt;/span&gt;, que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;estáis&lt;/span&gt; muertos...bien bien muertos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-9025805607729731539?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/9025805607729731539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mis-enfados.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/9025805607729731539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/9025805607729731539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mis-enfados.html' title='Mis enfados'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-5328641971425813828</id><published>2009-01-20T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:39:50.050-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Mateu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.unblogllamadomateo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mateu&lt;/a&gt; mola y hace dibujitos guays por messenger :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZmRlFZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a5X3in2l5mY/s1600-h/luuuu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293507912233457042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZmRlFZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a5X3in2l5mY/s320/luuuu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Este dice que es una patata mal hecha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZfRTzXI/AAAAAAAAACI/dnzskYM85hA/s1600-h/luuu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293507910353276274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZfRTzXI/AAAAAAAAACI/dnzskYM85hA/s320/luuu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imagino que este será...arroz salvaje xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZYzjzfI/AAAAAAAAACA/bH6SwsAcggI/s1600-h/luu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293507908617883122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZYzjzfI/AAAAAAAAACA/bH6SwsAcggI/s320/luu.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Y este, aunque resulte ilógico puesto que me esta llamando hoygan (cosa que soy, sí) es el que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;más me mola jajajaja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PP: Sí...el screen del primer dibujo tiene un mensaje del messenger u_u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7261711150058238723-5328641971425813828?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/5328641971425813828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mateu.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5328641971425813828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5328641971425813828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mateu.html' title='Mateu'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SXZRZmRlFZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/a5X3in2l5mY/s72-c/luuuu.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-8964802494176748523</id><published>2009-01-19T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:44:03.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me emocionó'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'>Un blog que amo</title><content type='html'>Pues vereis, mi queido amigo &lt;a href="http://laciudadsinleydondelasgallinasatacan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Adrián&lt;/a&gt; es dueño de uno de los blogs que más me gustan. En el escribe canciones ^^ y son toda muy bonitas...y como la última me gustó especialmente pues decidí hacerle un post :D. Os dejo l estroa que más me gustód la últim canción ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gacias Adri por dejarme ponerla y por escribir esas cosas tan bonitas ^^ te quiero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corro, huyo, vuelo y muero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dentro de muy poco estaré como nuevo,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sólo necesito tiempo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y te recuerdo, te recuerdo…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quemaré tus fotos y los trozos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;de tu vida que queden en mis brazos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sin que el rencor me ciegue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;porque te recuerdo, te recuerdo…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-8964802494176748523?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/8964802494176748523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/un-blog-que-amo.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8964802494176748523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8964802494176748523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/un-blog-que-amo.html' title='Un blog que amo'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-936237620093809368</id><published>2009-01-19T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:22:12.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frases célebres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversaciones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hace un momento, un gato chocó contra mi puerta y desde entonces ando de buenas ^^.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                                                                  &lt;a href="http://www.madhouse-in-hangar18.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-936237620093809368?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/936237620093809368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/hace-un-momento-un-gato-choc-contra-mi.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/936237620093809368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/936237620093809368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/hace-un-momento-un-gato-choc-contra-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-2792892098398034879</id><published>2009-01-17T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:55:41.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dudas existenciales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aburrimiento puro y duro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>¿Por qué?</title><content type='html'>-Por qué no existe un chip para saberlo todo sin estudiar?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué me pongo de mala ostia a ratos y otros ratos estoy tan feliz?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué demonios tengo que ir este miércoles al Consulado de Italia?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué hago este post?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué soy tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;freak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Edward&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cullen&lt;/span&gt; no existe?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué cancelaron la mejor serie del mundo, osea, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Moonlight&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Por que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Uchiha&lt;/span&gt; es tan idiota?&lt;br /&gt;-Repito...por qué &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cojones&lt;/span&gt; hago este estúpido post?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mi amado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Eloy&lt;/span&gt; se le va &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué falta tanto para que venga &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lap&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;-Por qué mis mejores amigos están lejos?&lt;br /&gt;-Y sobre todo...por qué m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;urió&lt;/span&gt; Chanquete?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;TOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-2792892098398034879?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/2792892098398034879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-qu.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2792892098398034879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2792892098398034879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/por-qu.html' title='¿Por qué?'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3417698722057887155</id><published>2009-01-05T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:32:43.275-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><title type='text'>Detesto</title><content type='html'>-&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;A cierta persona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Que me manden muchas cosas a la vez&lt;br /&gt;-A mi profe de Reli y Etica&lt;br /&gt;-Las ciencias sociales&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;A mi mismaaaa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Karin, de Naruto (BIIIIIITCH!!!! D:&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;-A la Zorra Implacable de House&lt;br /&gt;-No tener razon en nada&lt;br /&gt;-Estar lejos de ciertas personas&lt;br /&gt;-Ser tan bajita&lt;br /&gt;-El colegiooooooo!!! waaaaaa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Y muuuchas cosas mas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3417698722057887155?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3417698722057887155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/detesto.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3417698722057887155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3417698722057887155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/detesto.html' title='Detesto'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-2154409453816611421</id><published>2009-01-05T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:54:00.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><title type='text'>Me gusta</title><content type='html'>-Viciar&lt;br /&gt;-Hablar por telefono durante horas y horas!&lt;br /&gt;-Mi geme (oigs) ^^&lt;br /&gt;-Dante!! *Ç* (DMC)&lt;br /&gt;-La musicaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Peter Facinelli y Carlisle Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hacerle cosquillas a mi hermano pequeño&lt;br /&gt;-El Eristoff White xD&lt;br /&gt;-El manga y el anime!! :D&lt;br /&gt;-Mi amado movil moradooo wiiiiii~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-2154409453816611421?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/2154409453816611421/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-gusta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2154409453816611421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2154409453816611421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-gusta.html' title='Me gusta'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-4412941613005925313</id><published>2009-01-04T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:12:28.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anécdotas'/><title type='text'>Violencia taxista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SWE_lENdgqI/AAAAAAAAABw/lqhCtVfEPmU/s1600-h/800px-madrid_taxis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287577343527584418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SWE_lENdgqI/AAAAAAAAABw/lqhCtVfEPmU/s320/800px-madrid_taxis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrid cada día me sorprende más. Íbamos mi padre, Mike y yo en mi coche, dirijiéndonos hacia la casa de los tíos de Mike, cuando de pronto, en medio de la calle, dos taxis se paran y de uno de ellos sale el taxista, un hombre con pelo canoso, bastante alto y fornido, y se pone a hablar de malas maneras con el conductor del otro taxi a través de las ventanillas. A todo esto el semáforo estaba en rojo. Y entonces, el otro taxista, un hombre de pelo oscuro y mucho mas bajito que el anteriormente nombrado (a mi eso me hizo muchísima gracia, deberiais haberlos visto uno al lado del otro...dios xD), sale de su coche y se acerca al canoso con claras intenciones: camorra. Se ponen a gritarse y el enanito intenta pegarle al canoso, pero este no le deja y continúan gritándose...el semáforo se pone verde y ellos siguen ahí, peleándose y cortando la calle, bajo nuestra atenta mirada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la cosa se ponía fea mi padre dio un rodeo y nos fuimos dejando atrás a los taxistas violentos...yo quería volver y sacarles un foto para el blog...pero aquí solo puedo dejaros una de dos taxis marileños, con sus banditas rojas y todo eso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo dicho...Madrid me sigue sorprendiendo, y mucho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-4412941613005925313?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/4412941613005925313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/violencia-taxista.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4412941613005925313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4412941613005925313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/violencia-taxista.html' title='Violencia taxista'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SWE_lENdgqI/AAAAAAAAABw/lqhCtVfEPmU/s72-c/800px-madrid_taxis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3589398221941614553</id><published>2009-01-03T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:54:40.035-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><title type='text'>Mi madre</title><content type='html'>Os voy a contar porque odio quedar los dias que mi madre trabaja si no es antes de que ella llegue a casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vereis, yo no suelo llegar pronto a las citas, al contrario, siempre llego tarde o tardisimo, por lo cual no me viene bien en absoluto tener a mi madre cerca mientras me preparo para salir y menos si es uno de los dias que llego tarde FIJO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y eso es resultado de la siguiete frase de mi mamá querida: "¡Lucía, no salís de casa si no hiciste tu cama y ordenaste la ropa que tenés ahí puesta!" (con acento argentino...obviamente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lo que yo respondo con mala cara y un "¡¡Tronco mamá que si me pongo a hacer eso llego tardeee!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no ha manera...ella sigue empecinada...y si no hago la cama NO salgo joder...&lt;br /&gt;Y lo peor es que no falla...¡no falla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso procuro quedar antes de las 5 de la tarde, que es cuando ella sale del trabajo. La verdad prefiero quedar un ratito antes y llamarla al móvil para pedirle permiso, asi suelo llegar un poco menos tarde...porque lo de llegar tarde no se arregla...que deprimente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3589398221941614553?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3589398221941614553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-madre.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3589398221941614553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3589398221941614553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/mi-madre.html' title='Mi madre'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-8211058764931084433</id><published>2009-01-03T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:54:01.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><title type='text'>El wisky</title><content type='html'>Estaba yo leyendo hace escasos minutos cuando mi hermano pequeño de 3 años, Manuel, se me acercó con un vaso naranja de plástico, típico vaso de niños pequeños comprado en el IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esto que se sube a una sillita para ponerse a mi altura ya me suelta "Estoy tomando wisky :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo flipé, como es de esperar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"¡¡¿Que estas tomando QUÉ?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me fije y solo estaba tomando fanta...pero a mi el susto no me lo quita nadie...y aun ahora sigue diciendo que su vaso huele a wisky...que mal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-8211058764931084433?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/8211058764931084433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-wisky.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8211058764931084433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/8211058764931084433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-wisky.html' title='El wisky'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-2175739025474390720</id><published>2009-01-03T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:53:11.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deseos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Otro propósito de año nuevo: haré lo que sea necesario para que Sol de Medianoche (u Oscuro Mediodía, como &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;queráis&lt;/span&gt; llamarlo) salga a la venta. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Así&lt;/span&gt; de simple y claro. No paro de reirme con ese libro...¡Amo a Edward!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-2175739025474390720?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/2175739025474390720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/otro-propsito-de-ao-nuevo-har-lo-que.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2175739025474390720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/2175739025474390720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/otro-propsito-de-ao-nuevo-har-lo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6069545058248158511</id><published>2009-01-03T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:51:34.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lois: Tranquilos chicos, iremos a ver al tío Patrick una vez al mes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chris: ¡Seremos su menstruacion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Hoy en Padre de Familia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6069545058248158511?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6069545058248158511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/lois-tranquilos-chicos-iremos-ver-al-to.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6069545058248158511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6069545058248158511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/lois-tranquilos-chicos-iremos-ver-al-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-4802672119181203949</id><published>2009-01-02T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:51:08.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mi vida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vivo por y para Paramore. He dicho.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-4802672119181203949?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/4802672119181203949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/vivo-por-y-para-paramore.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4802672119181203949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/4802672119181203949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/vivo-por-y-para-paramore.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-5814364267401184737</id><published>2009-01-02T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:49:53.845-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>El Olvido</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hoy, día 3 de enero del año 2009, yo, Lucía, me volví a olvidar de cenar. (Aplausos)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-5814364267401184737?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/5814364267401184737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-olvido.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5814364267401184737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/5814364267401184737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/el-olvido.html' title='El Olvido'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-3093621456894949727</id><published>2009-01-02T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:48:39.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¡Me cachis en la mano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-By Manuel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-3093621456894949727?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/3093621456894949727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-cachis-es-la-mano-by-manuel.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3093621456894949727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/3093621456894949727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-cachis-es-la-mano-by-manuel.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-312010570783504688</id><published>2009-01-02T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:44:13.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>So This Is The New Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2MwhxdGAnic&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2MwhxdGAnic&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Death Cab For Cutie...seeeh xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-312010570783504688?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/312010570783504688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-is-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/312010570783504688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/312010570783504688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-is-new-year.html' title='So This Is The New Year...'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-6968414753416758050</id><published>2009-01-01T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:47:53.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gustos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SV1Tdyb6W5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/EgF0AW3qOCE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286473308822985618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SV1Tdyb6W5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/EgF0AW3qOCE/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sí, me gustan los gays, algún problema? ¬3¬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7261711150058238723-6968414753416758050?l=broken-she.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/feeds/6968414753416758050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-me-gustan-los-gays-algn-problema-3.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6968414753416758050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7261711150058238723/posts/default/6968414753416758050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://broken-she.blogspot.com/2009/01/s-me-gustan-los-gays-algn-problema-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SV1Tdyb6W5I/AAAAAAAAAAo/EgF0AW3qOCE/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-8043732259508918458</id><published>2009-01-01T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:46:14.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deseos'/><title type='text'>2009...mierda ste año no tiene rima D:</title><content type='html'>...Si...ya cambiamos de año...en fin...que feliz 2009 y tal...&lt;br /&gt;Anoche me puse ciega a cava y cerveza (que no fui la unica...seriamos mas de 12 personas y estabamos todos borrachos menos mi hermano de 3 años xD) pero gracias al alcohol baile mucho...muy mucho ._. y mis padres no me han dicho nada...ha sido la noche de mis sueños :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me he propuesto muchas cosas...no voy a cumplir casi ninguna fijo...principalmente porque son tipicos sueños de quinceañera en plan "quiero conocer a Rob Pattinson y que me deje hacerle cosas guarras *3*" en ese plan....si...como ya he dicho...soy listisima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peero bueno...que le vamos a hacer? xD&lt;br /&gt;Algun proposito cumplire...como por ejemplo comer mas...que no puedo estar tan delgada...que mal...T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y eso...la verdad odio, realmente ODIO y DETESTO el año nuevo.&lt;div 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D:'/><author><name>Lu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11025549136565598045</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IcXz_xchKk0/SkbGNxfxFmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/IU6Bj-RPM1Q/S220/DSC01015.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7261711150058238723.post-444790814464176883</id><published>2009-01-01T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:45:39.394-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paridas'/><title type='text'>Definitivamente, soy idiota</title><content type='html'>Pues me acabo de hacer un blog...si...yo, la que no tiene imaginacion en absoluto...asi de lista soy...en fin...a ver con que relleno yo esto e_e&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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