<?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-7672945</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:57:59.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt; Creme Paris &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;</title><subtitle type='html'>Karura´s first blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-3987892482670520715</id><published>2007-12-02T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T21:24:14.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;what kind of person are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;other.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 90%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are hard or impossible to descibe, you are different, probably an artist or poet, you stand out you are probably called names like, odd, weird, strange, out there, but don't listen to them people like you go on to do great things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;leader, revolutionary&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;sad, depressed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 73%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;confused, searching.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;angry, passionate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 35%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;happy, optimistic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 32%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_kind_of_person_are_you_125"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what kind of person are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Create MySpace Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-3987892482670520715?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/3987892482670520715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=3987892482670520715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/3987892482670520715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/3987892482670520715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-kind-of-person-are-you-your-result.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-2956892386363044889</id><published>2007-07-09T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:56:05.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I a murderer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Are you a murderer?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Innocent Stand-byer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 93%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You have never and will never kill anyone. You may injur someone, but never kill. Have fun, you innocent normal person. You are the opposite of many.I hope you can get over your freinds being in jail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Guilty Murderer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 23%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_a_murderer"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a murderer?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-2956892386363044889?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/2956892386363044889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=2956892386363044889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2956892386363044889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2956892386363044889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-i-murderer.html' title='Am I a murderer?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-2378868363034607797</id><published>2007-07-09T22:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:27:25.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smarter than a 5th grader?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 100% Smarter than a fifth grader.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are smarter than a fifth grader. no doubt. There is no need for you to retake school. Keep on doing your brain excersise like sudokus and crossword puzzles, and you'll soon be smarter than a sixth grader! Good work!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/are_you_smarter_than_a_fifth_grader" style="color: blue;"&gt;are you smarter than a fifth grader?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-2378868363034607797?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/2378868363034607797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=2378868363034607797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2378868363034607797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2378868363034607797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/07/smarter-than-5th-grader.html' title='smarter than a 5th grader?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-5602117346134509995</id><published>2007-07-09T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T22:16:39.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My english accent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The Inland North&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You may think you speak "Standard English straight out of the dictionary" but when you step away from the Great Lakes you get asked annoying questions like "Are you from Wisconsin?" or "Are you from Chicago?"  Chances are you call carbonated drinks "pop."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 64%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 60%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 46%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Midland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 45%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 6%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 6%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-5602117346134509995?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/5602117346134509995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=5602117346134509995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/5602117346134509995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/5602117346134509995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-english-accent.html' title='My english accent.'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-8986918046987561332</id><published>2007-07-09T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:54:22.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Sanrio character I am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which Sanrio character are you most like?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;My Melody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 78%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;You are most like My Melody! You are kind, very curious and can be a bit hasty at times. you don't have many friends but the ones you do have would do anything for you. You really know how to have a good time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Chococat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Cinnamoroll&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 63%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Hello Kitty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 54%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Deery-Lou&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 42%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Badtz Maru&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 23%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_sanrio_character_are_you_most_like"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Sanrio character are you most like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-8986918046987561332?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/8986918046987561332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=8986918046987561332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/8986918046987561332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/8986918046987561332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-sanrio-character-i-am.html' title='What Sanrio character I am?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-8802574516728634513</id><published>2007-07-09T21:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T21:31:50.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of guy I like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;what kind of guy do you like?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;romantic guy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 79%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;you like a romantic guy! he would always choose you over his friends! you always see movies together and you loved being loved.he gives you his full attention all day every day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;sporty guy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 57%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;skater guy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 33%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;hillbilly guy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 25%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;nerdy guy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 14%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_kind_of_guy_do_you_like_3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what kind of guy do you like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Make a Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-8802574516728634513?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/8802574516728634513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=8802574516728634513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/8802574516728634513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/8802574516728634513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-kind-of-guy-i-like.html' title='What kind of guy I like?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-1299978278903828022</id><published>2007-06-13T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:25:16.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literatura</title><content type='html'>Palabras, poemas,&lt;br /&gt;escritos y letras:&lt;br /&gt;conjuntos perfectos,&lt;br /&gt;gramemas inciertos, &lt;br /&gt;momentos eternos y&lt;br /&gt;largos recelos, &lt;br /&gt;sorpresa inminente en&lt;br /&gt;misterio vigente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-1299978278903828022?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/1299978278903828022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=1299978278903828022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/1299978278903828022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/1299978278903828022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/06/literatura.html' title='Literatura'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-2668569000794190641</id><published>2007-06-04T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:58:11.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consejos</title><content type='html'>Me la pase creyendo en el &lt;br /&gt;sufrimiento, ahora me doy&lt;br /&gt;cuenta de lo poco que cuesta&lt;br /&gt;estar enojado, triste y &lt;br /&gt;desanimada, cuando me di&lt;br /&gt;cuenta de como se sienten&lt;br /&gt;las sonrisas, no quise dejarlas&lt;br /&gt;ya nunca, ver a los demas&lt;br /&gt;sonreir, uno mismo sonreir&lt;br /&gt;es como un pedazo de cielo&lt;br /&gt;aqui en la Tierra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puedo aceptar que si todo &lt;br /&gt;fueran sonrisas la vida seria&lt;br /&gt;un completo desastre, porque&lt;br /&gt;gracias al sufrimiento aprendemos&lt;br /&gt;a valorar los encantos de la vida&lt;br /&gt;y a sentir esa alegria de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Uno a veces trata de ahorrarle &lt;br /&gt;sufrimientos y penurias a los demas&lt;br /&gt;pero, como vamos a aprender si no&lt;br /&gt;se nos ensenia?, tratar de ahorrar&lt;br /&gt;un sufrimiento es como quitarle&lt;br /&gt;a un chiquillo los instrumentos&lt;br /&gt;de estudio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siempre recuerda que no todo recide &lt;br /&gt;en uno mismo, a veces hay que pedir&lt;br /&gt;ayuda, ayuda para resolver un problema,&lt;br /&gt;conflicto, un sentimiento o simplemente&lt;br /&gt;para quitarse de una carga emocional, &lt;br /&gt;hablar con un amigo de tus problemas, &lt;br /&gt;hablar con la persona que sostienes&lt;br /&gt;el problema y hasta pedir consejos&lt;br /&gt;es valido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-2668569000794190641?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/2668569000794190641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=2668569000794190641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2668569000794190641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/2668569000794190641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/06/consejos.html' title='Consejos'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-2874975565921741269</id><published>2007-05-28T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T17:17:21.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>^^</title><content type='html'>He aprendido de lo poco que he vivido&lt;br /&gt;que las experiencias pasadas son nuestro&lt;br /&gt;presente y futuro,aunque a veces no&lt;br /&gt;nos demos cuenta de que lo que vivimos&lt;br /&gt;no es mas que parte de la existencia.&lt;br /&gt;Hay que aprender, aprender a observar,&lt;br /&gt;comparar, disernir, sonreir, convertir,&lt;br /&gt;compartir, reir, aplaudir, abrazar, &lt;br /&gt;apreciar, conversar, gritar, sentir, &lt;br /&gt;brincar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo a su tiempo, no hay porque tratar&lt;br /&gt;de adelantar ni atrasar algo que de &lt;br /&gt;todas formas va a suceder, hay que darnos&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo para tener tiempo, con esto no&lt;br /&gt;quiero decir, ni por asomo, que hay que &lt;br /&gt;desperdiciarlo, mejor dicho, hay&lt;br /&gt;que saber utilizarle, utilizarlo de forma&lt;br /&gt;correcta, y asi lograr entender el porque &lt;br /&gt;de las cosas, los sucesos y razones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si te estancas llorando por los pesares no&lt;br /&gt;veras las rafagas de las oportunidades&lt;br /&gt;nuevas, brillantes y deslumbrantes, &lt;br /&gt;es bueno llorar, pero no es bueno llorar&lt;br /&gt;unicamente, sonrie!, sonriamos juntos&lt;br /&gt;porque unidos lograremos que las sonrisas&lt;br /&gt;opacadas por el ayer despierten el calido&lt;br /&gt;resplandor que alguna ves tuvieron;&lt;br /&gt;ese resplandor que calienta el corazon,&lt;br /&gt;que derrite hasta a los mas helados &lt;br /&gt;sentimientos, ahora, porque no fundirnos&lt;br /&gt;en sonrias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karura chan Creations&lt;div 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title='^^'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-7296673227763789932</id><published>2007-04-29T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:21:18.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A los amigos de la prepa.</title><content type='html'>He estado en muchos lugares,&lt;br /&gt; con muchas personas.&lt;br /&gt;Esta es la primera ves&lt;br /&gt;que me siento mas agusto&lt;br /&gt;que en casa, porque he descubierto&lt;br /&gt;que hay gente que es especial&lt;br /&gt;en todo sentido y que tiene&lt;br /&gt;caracteristicas magnificentes.&lt;br /&gt;Hay gente que al estar con ellos&lt;br /&gt;puedes encontrar el lugar perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ustedes me dieron ese lugar y&lt;br /&gt;se los agradesco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-7296673227763789932?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/7296673227763789932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=7296673227763789932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/7296673227763789932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/7296673227763789932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/04/los-amigos-de-la-prepa.html' title='A los amigos de la prepa.'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-3307196750036994608</id><published>2007-04-25T15:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T15:14:55.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me gusta, te gustaria?</title><content type='html'>Me gusta saber que cuando&lt;br /&gt;menos te lo esperas&lt;br /&gt;ecuentras aquien te necesita&lt;br /&gt;pero cuando tu necesitas a alguien siempre&lt;br /&gt;te espera.&lt;br /&gt;me gusta pensar en lo que los&lt;br /&gt;suenios y esperanzas nos van&lt;br /&gt;a dejar.&lt;br /&gt;Me gusta oir lo que las palabras tienen&lt;br /&gt;que decir&lt;br /&gt;y escuchar los cantos&lt;br /&gt;de la nieve al decender,&lt;br /&gt;el agua al correr,&lt;br /&gt;el fuego al iniciar,&lt;br /&gt;y el viento soplar.&lt;br /&gt;Quieres venir y soniar&lt;br /&gt;conmigo que somos&lt;br /&gt;lo que siempre fuimos&lt;br /&gt;y seremos lo que pronto&lt;br /&gt;encontremos?, quieres venir&lt;br /&gt;y aprender lo que tengo&lt;br /&gt;que enseniar?, quieres&lt;br /&gt;volar junto a las ideas que&lt;br /&gt;flotan sin rumbo a un horizonte&lt;br /&gt;sin limites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo si quiero!&lt;br /&gt;quiero que lo sepas y quiero&lt;br /&gt;que lo entiendas no hay nada ni nadie que&lt;br /&gt;nos diga lo que debemos hacer,&lt;br /&gt;solo nosotros escogemos&lt;br /&gt;los limites de las ideas&lt;br /&gt;y la razon de los sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;no hay a donde huir,&lt;br /&gt;a donde vallas o vallamos&lt;br /&gt;las flores soplaran el polen&lt;br /&gt;de los recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;Por eso estamos en donde debemos&lt;br /&gt;estar, para atrapar cada respiro&lt;br /&gt;de vida que nos valla a llegar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-3307196750036994608?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/3307196750036994608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=3307196750036994608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/3307196750036994608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/3307196750036994608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-gusta-te-gustaria.html' title='Me gusta, te gustaria?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-116295190590888655</id><published>2006-11-07T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:11:45.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Llave</title><content type='html'>Me regalo una memoria USB,&lt;br /&gt;la cuidare mas que a las&lt;br /&gt;llaves de la casa que me habia&lt;br /&gt;dado, las llaves que tube que&lt;br /&gt;devolver, esas llaves&lt;br /&gt;significaban mucho para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo eran unas simples llaves,&lt;br /&gt;eran algo material,&lt;br /&gt;pero me hacian sentir&lt;br /&gt;mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ojala y no lo hubiera recordado&lt;br /&gt;nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi mision en este mundo ya la encontre&lt;br /&gt;y no importa lo que pase, la cumplire,&lt;br /&gt;mi mision es mas importante, es&lt;br /&gt;una mision importante...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-116295190590888655?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/116295190590888655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=116295190590888655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/116295190590888655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rigth!&lt;br /&gt;Do not blame me for your incompetence&lt;br /&gt;Me as a united entity does not want you here&lt;br /&gt;But well, it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to deal with you&lt;br /&gt;Some other times we just trow you&lt;br /&gt;You are becoming a bother&lt;br /&gt;Well then it's not so bad to be alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-116286613255783399?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/116286613255783399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=116286613255783399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/116286613255783399'/><link rel='self' 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heart someday,&lt;br /&gt;And I really hate that feeling&lt;br /&gt;That's because I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;Even though I suppress it in my head&lt;br /&gt;I can't do anything about my heart&lt;br /&gt;To act so composed has started to hurt&lt;br /&gt;I'm not myself, I don't like the fog around my heart&lt;br /&gt;Depending on someone else makes me run away...&lt;br /&gt;And then we heard of a paradise, we started&lt;br /&gt;searching for something new, bellow a new sky&lt;br /&gt;So when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;Fear, Hope, Tears, Happines&lt;br /&gt;We had them since the first time of despair&lt;br /&gt;I want to reach someday the stars&lt;br /&gt;So let's keep on walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard a voice,&lt;br /&gt;From beyond the sky that stopped crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-116045204301921456?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-115991465708550147</id><published>2006-10-03T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:30:57.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y aunque no lo vallas a saber</title><content type='html'>De rabia me muero cuando te insultan,&lt;br /&gt;a tal punto que mis insultos hacia esa persona sobrepasan el limite,&lt;br /&gt;no me importa que no veas todo lo que le diga a esa persona, y menos me importa que no me agradescas mis hazaÑas heroicas (si, heroicamente hironico), lo unico que no soporto es que a alguien siquiera se le ocurra insultar aunque sea la parte mas minima e inacabada de ti (que hasta ahora no veo que tengas), simplemente no lo soporto!!! voy a explotar! lo ultimo que pude hacer fue darle el triple o mas de sus insultos de vuelta!!!&lt;br /&gt;peeero bueno eso es lo menos que pude hacer, no dejare que hablen mal de tu ser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si bueeeno como sea, al final es un medio de expresion! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wiii me senti superman.... pero en chica... mmm &gt;.&lt; mejor me voy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-115991465708550147?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/115991465708550147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=115991465708550147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/115991465708550147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/115991465708550147'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for something new&lt;br /&gt;Isle of Gold in flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've heard a kind of paradise beyond the desert's dunes.&lt;br /&gt;We've walked the earth in solitude, so cold we need the warmth of sun.&lt;br /&gt;We've lived the life that we could live, we see the truth magic that begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for something new&lt;br /&gt;Isle of Gold in flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've found a kind of paradise, below a sky so new.&lt;br /&gt;We've weaved a web of mystery so wide, we need the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;We've worn the cloak of secret lives, we've seen the truth, magic that we send...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for something new&lt;br /&gt;Isle of Gold in flowers bloom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will it end?&lt;br /&gt;So when, when will we meet, my friend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-115887036423427782?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/115887036423427782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=115887036423427782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/115887036423427782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/115887036423427782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2006/09/wolfs-rain-lyrics-strangers.html' title='Wolf&apos;s Rain Lyrics - Strangers'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-114860002616275790</id><published>2006-05-25T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T16:39:33.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Bjork @ 2005-02-23 18:10 said:Yhep!, you should! we might as well! no one´s there no, no, no one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Bjork @ 2005-02-23 18:22 said:Go back and find the happines, find the arrow in your back, take it out, theres something else, a note: Dont forget to mention how you feel! dont forget to be happy!dont forget to be the way you are!dont forget who you are, dont try to be someone else, just to show someone that you can more than him!Then you can Understand the true feelings of the true Happines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Bjork @ 2005-02-24 14:53 said:One at the time, find a pice of shine and hide it, the true shine is in you!, your the only one that knows how to feel, but the thing is that you are the one who decides your acts, your thoughts and everything else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Bjork @ 2005-02-23 18:13 said:What do we do?, I don´t remember the entrance of the exit, maybe I´m not here!Just to remember, I forgot to mention; once your out, theres no coming in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Björk @ 2005-02-27 00:09 said:Maybe just words are these, byt the only thing I know about it is that "understanding" is not just a word, its an action, a form, an idea, something, not just a word!!! Give a sunshine dust to the early and find out the feelings of everythingWho was In my mind?, who was on my brain?, a little chance to get that, use my inteligence to find out, see the stars, see the glace, a little nice form of the real chance of happines!!!You call that happines, standing on my brain as if you were the universe? maybe I´m a little clousy or a little rainy, but who knows? Just my inside.....who have at know, from a mout of a girl like me, to a boy, to a boy, to a boy?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Björk @ 2005-03-01 00:21 said:You look behind you, it´s the time to run back, he whant´s to show you the happy times, but now listen to you, your futur is in there, take care about what´s coming in front of you, you never know when you can fall!.See the shine of the smiles, feel the wind in your face, show a little respect, never go back to the past, stay in "your now", but hey, that not sujests that you should forget everithing, once again, learn of your mistakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Björk @ 2005-03-01 00:27 said:The hopes, everiting is in there!, never know, your the one that decides, your the one that think about your things, your the one that makes your own you, your the one that has a black bird, no one else is there to do that! Give yourself a time alone, feel the wind in your face, touching your skin, make yourself happy thinking in your friends!, never give up, and start from a new begining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Björk @ 2005-03-02 16:31 said:do you feel lonley?, that´s bad, better be whit your friends, feel the diference, that´s the real happiness!, no one ever knows, how to really feel, but now you know a new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No up to you, well it never really was_-------Björk @ 2005-03-11 13:54 said:Who would have known A beauty this immense Who would have known A saintly trance Who would have known Miraculous breath To inhale a beard Loaded with courage This is the world, magical called by a mind, brown arrows of the mouth, words of trust, words of badness, who would have known? a magical sensitivity, see the colors, see the brightnes, everyting around is so close, so happy!, why you can´t be that happier?, smile, smile, feel it from inside!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-05 13:47 said:or the answers are inside you, and you don´t know how to take them out!look inside your own sky, it´s in your mind, in your heart, you will feel it, when you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-06 18:50 said:Little interest, better go back to hide in my little own mind? pid=7774011 who whants to know? I don´t know who am I!I lost a cake in a party, I eat a knife for my hostile life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-06 19:18 said:&lt;a href="http://itsnouptoyouwellitneverrealywasbjork.fotolog.com.mx"&gt;http://itsnouptoyouwellitneverrealywasbjork.fotolog.com.mx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-06 19:22 said:well it´s another step, but it´s not forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-06 18:42 said:you are there, I´m here, it would not have cordinates, you know me, or maybe you dont, maybe I am secret even if you know me, you may find me always, but you don´t know, and after all, why so much interest?, I am a nice Kiss in the nigth, A Red Umbrella in the Rain, And you may not know yet who am I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-10 21:10 said:Nice picture, this is the last time, my last time, just to say goodbye I came, you have the friends you need, no more than they&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its no up to you, well it never really was ---------Björk @ 2005-04-12 14:49 said:Well, it´s hard to stop doing this, but I could´nt stop the maniacly thing of singin, but I see you put something that makes me very happy, your jumping out of sadness! congratulations, well I´m done, at last I say godbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I wrote this down I used to think I could help you, but then I realiced that it was imposible; I never expected something nice from you, not even a "thank you", but you know, at least, you could try to be more nice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-114860002616275790?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/114860002616275790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=114860002616275790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/114860002616275790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/114860002616275790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-114421090984550631</id><published>2006-04-04T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:21:49.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-bienvenida</title><content type='html'>Pues como raro ha de parecer, estar aquí otra ves, viejos recuerdos, nuevos escritos, grandes historias, poemas, lecturas, consistencia e imaginación! o si, como extrañaba estar aquí!, pero hace tanto, tanto tiempo que cortarón mi creatividad y el sentimiento para los poemas, pero como ven aquí, de nuevo estoy en esto, me impresiona un poco estar escribiendo de nuevo, pensé que mi don se había cortado de la nada, pero ahora me doy cuenta que mi redacción y escritura mejoran y como regreso les traigo grandes escritos!! que espero disfruten (aunque esto talvés no le lleguen a nadie!) esta es solo la re-bienvenida muy pronto las nuevas historias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Transversal DUPA not at your service!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(regresando a un escrito anterior "frases graciosas" en marzo)&lt;br /&gt;Nora:_Una pista: es uno que te cae mal.... Carla:_Es una pista muy difícil, muchos me caen mal!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-114421090984550631?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/114421090984550631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=114421090984550631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/114421090984550631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/114421090984550631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2006/04/re-bienvenida.html' title='Re-bienvenida'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-112432635219033035</id><published>2005-08-17T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T17:52:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CCS Lyrics -Catch You Catch Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Aitaina Aenaina Setsunaina Kono Kimochi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ienaino Iitaino Chansu Nogashite Bakari&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Datte Datte Tsubasa Hiroge Futari De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sora O Marason Yume O Unison Shitai&lt;/b&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hora Catch You Catch You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catch Me Catch Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kocchi O Muite Suki Da To Itte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou Nice to Meet You Good to See You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kitto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watashi No Omoi Anata No Haato Ni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonde Tonde Tonde Ike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayowanai&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Tamani Ne Nakunachau Karada No Batterii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anata No Egao De Itsumo Juudenman Tan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pawa Bakuhatsu Shichae&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Onegai Onegai Mazu Wa Otomodatchi Kara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waratte Mitsumete Tanoshii Mainichi Ni Shitai&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hora Catch You Catch You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catch Me Catch Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zettai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unmei Datte Oniai Datte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou Nice To Meet You Good To See You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kitto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darenimo Makenaie Anata O Sekai De&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ichiban Ichiban Ichiban Ichiban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ko I Shi Te Ru&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hora Catch You Catch You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catch Me Catch Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kocchi O Muite Suki Da To Itte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou Nice to Meet You Good to See You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kitto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watashi No Omoi Anata No Haato Ni&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonde Tonde Tonde Ike&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayowanai&lt;/b&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Hora Catch You Catch You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catch Me Catch Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zettai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unmei Datte Oniai Datte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou Nice to Meet You Good to See You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kitto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darenimo Makenai Anata O Sekai De&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ichiban Ichiban Ichiban Ichiban&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ko I Shi Te Ru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(lyrics en japonés)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-112432635219033035?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/112432635219033035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=112432635219033035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/112432635219033035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/112432635219033035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/08/ccs-lyrics-catch-you-catch-me.html' title='CCS Lyrics -Catch You Catch Me'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111603599195651704</id><published>2005-05-13T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T18:59:51.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un día como otro</title><content type='html'>Hoy, al igual que otros días continuaba mi viaje, mi camino no era largo, tan solo iba de camino a casa, mi esposa e hijos dormían, yo regresaba del trabajo, estaba agotado, pero ¡eran necesarios esos desvelos y esfuerzos!, quería que mis hijos tuvieran lo mejor, que algún día se volvieran grandes artistas, astronautas, doctores, deportistas, psicólogos, veterinarios o dentistas, quería que fueran grandes, pero entonces en un abrir y cerrar de ojos todo eso desapareció, se fue ¡justo en frente de mis ojos, lo perdí!; estaba afuera de mi casa parado en medio de la calle, y observaba atónito y perplejo, mis ojos no parpadeaban, lo ví, era el, tenía un bat es sus brazos, lleno de sangre; el, estaba lleno de cortaduras y raspones, mordidas, moretones, sus heridas sangraban, al igual que el bat, ¡fue todo tan rápido!; y en ese momento, sin pensarlo salí corriendo de el carro y lo alcancé, me lancé contra el, lo golpeé, hasta dejarlo inconsciente, tan inconsciente que mis nudillos también sangraron, mis ojos lagrimeaban, el estaba tirado, rápidamente corrí hacia adentro de la casa busqué en la sala; esperanzado; en la cocina, afuera en el patio, en el pasillo, arriba en el cuarto de mi hijo mayor, luego de el menor y después en mi recamara, ahí estaba, ella estaba tirada, sin movimiento, sus uñas estaban destrozadas, tenía golpes de bat por todos lados, pero su cara no fue tocada, mas que por las lágrimas de dolor y de miedo, por suerte aún seguía viva, “¡el imbécil no lo logró!” pensé, pero ¿y mis hijos? Salí rápidamente de la habitación, pero no sabía a donde ir, así que me quedé parado por unos instantes y entonces lo escuché, sonaba como un pequeño ruido desde el closet, fui a ver de qué se trataba, al llegar lo abrí de golpe y noté que en una esquina estaba mi pequeño hijo, tembloroso y lleno de miedo, al verme no puso una cara de alivio, fue todo lo contrario, huía de mi, y yo ¡no comprendía el porque¡, pero traté de calmarlo y le pedí desesperado que me dijera donde estaba su hermano, el no podía ni siquiera verme, así que mejor lo dejé ahí y le dije que no se fuera de su escondite, entonces cerré de nuevo las puertas y bajé extrañamente mi hijo mayor estaba tirado entre adentro y afuera de la casa, totalmente golpeado de la cara, tenía la nariz deshecha y los ojos cerrados, parecía muerto, pero noté que respiraba al igual que mi esposa aunque tanta sangre le bloqueaba la respiración y lo puse bocabajo, para que la sangre no lo ahogara, pero ¿cómo es que no lo ví antes?... entonces sin más corrí a zancadas hacia el teléfono y llame a un hospital, mi familia está herida, ¡alguien irrumpió mi casa! ¡PORFAVOR APURESE ES UNA EMERGENCIA!, al bajar el teléfono ví uno de mis brazos estaba sangrando, lleno de cortaduras y raspones, mordidas, moretones y mis nudillos estaban, además, sangrantes ¡de la golpiza que le di¡…a… oh Dios yo lo golpeé, el tenía el bat, el bat con el que golpeé a mi esposa,  en sus manos, porque quería defenderse, a el y a su madre, por eso seguía viva, y cuando lo vi, corrí al carro y el se quedó parado en la puerta, amenazante y entonces fue cuando paso todo esto… yo, yo, yo no se que decir, estaba llorando aún sin soltar el teléfono y aún sin dejar de ver mi brazo, corrí arriba y bajé a mi esposa en mis brazos y la senté en una silla y lavé un poco sus heridas, igual hice con mi hijo mayor; desde abajo podía oír a mi hijo menor llorar amargamente, yo estaba arrepentido, pero ¿por qué?, ¿porqué lo hice? Y comenzaba a aclararse todo, estaba en el trabajo desesperado, porque estaba cansado y comenzaba a enojarme, y tome una botella de lo primero que encontré y lo bebí hasta el tope y manejé de regreso a casa, y pasó todo esto, ¡como quisiera que supieran lo arrepentido que estoy!, los extraño y los necesito, por su bienestar los dejé, pero les doy mi dinero, ¡tuve suerte!, no maté a ninguno, pero como quiera ¡lo lamento como si hubiera sido así y ahora odio el alcohol desde entonces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karura chan creations&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111603599195651704?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111603599195651704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111603599195651704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111603599195651704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111603599195651704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/05/un-da-como-otro.html' title='Un día como otro'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111586105478272511</id><published>2005-05-11T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T18:24:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La semana de visitas inesperadas</title><content type='html'>Lunes: día normal, despues de un largo día, llegué del TOEFL a mi casa y afuera estacionado se encontraba un carro familiar y el tipo que se bajó lo era mas! era Chukie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martes: otra ves llegue de mi calde de TOEFL y en eso llega juanirururiruru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miercoles: otro día normal, llegué de la escuela, con dolor de cabeza, y en eso llegan Toñini e Hildocha popocha y despues de la clase de toefls vengo a la compu y llegaron Toñini, Juanillo y el Guero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jueves: se supone que van a venir los papás de NOra a visitar a mi mami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el Viernes todavía es un misterio!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(8) Este es el 2938... de la calle estrés (8)  (tono tranquilón y medio opera graciosos!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111586105478272511?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111586105478272511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111586105478272511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111586105478272511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111586105478272511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/05/la-semana-de-visitas-inesperadas.html' title='La semana de visitas inesperadas'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111465151740953982</id><published>2005-04-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:25:17.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics - Trans-Atlantic Drawl</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Trans-Atlantic Drawl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born for your magazines&lt;br /&gt;For your magazines&lt;br /&gt;I am trapped in the society page&lt;br /&gt;Of your magazines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of your magazines&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it means&lt;br /&gt;Do you see light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do you see light at the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tunnel?&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the tunnel?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111465151740953982?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111465151740953982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111465151740953982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111465151740953982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111465151740953982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/04/radiohead-lyrics-trans-atlantic-drawl.html' title='Radiohead Lyrics - Trans-Atlantic Drawl'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111431114562028923</id><published>2005-04-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T19:52:25.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Observando</title><content type='html'>Hace poco en la escuela observaba cuidadosamete mi salón de clases y a mis compañeros; cada quién con lo suyo; unos cuantos con la clase y todos los demás entrando en otros asuntos:&lt;br /&gt;Atrás de mi hablaban de un XV y de que si tenian que invitar a "a los pescados bicos" o no se que dijeron y atrás de las de el XV estaban 2 amigos que se estaban burlando de los nombres de todos esos grupoillos de cholos. Más hayá a la derecha  se encontraba en una esquina Gerry, este estaba escuchando musica y platicaba; es como chiflar y comer pinole; adelante de el y sus amigos  habia mas gente platicando y un poco mas hacia la izquierda entre la 2nda y 3er filas muchas personas inmortalizadas en el sutil "desconectamiento del cerebro" yacían solo sentadas , otras tantas tirandola y otros mas platicando o gritando; atrás de mi seguia el tema de el XV, pero se hablaban con malas palabras y demás, tan solo me pregunto si ese monton de mandriles algún día pondrán atención en lo que estan!!! &lt;br /&gt;Bueno no me queda mas que no pensar en ellos y ponerme a trabajar en lo mío!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111431114562028923?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111431114562028923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111431114562028923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111431114562028923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111431114562028923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/04/observando.html' title='Observando'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111359227034770387</id><published>2005-04-15T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T12:11:10.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well...</title><content type='html'>No es lo mismo una piru que da historia a una piru que hace historia!&lt;br /&gt;que la fregada me voy a morir si sigo haciendo corages!&lt;br /&gt;digamos que hoy es un día bueno y malo, primero con eso de que nos tocó la operacion hormiga y nos pusimos limpiar el salon, despues con eso de que el hijo de p.....de su mamá  se la pasó molestandondome con "no vallas a casa de Gerry"  y  "hay ya viene Carla "  y  " el game cube es mejor que el xbox", a la proxima que se ponga  a fregar le voy a dar una patada en los....... lo voy a dejar sin desendencia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bueno pero tambien fue bueno, porque no se jajjaa, Radiohead me pone de buen humor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&gt;Rows of houses all bearing down on meI can feel their blue hands touching meAll these things into positionAll these things we'll one day swallow wholeAnd fade out again and fade outThis machine will not communicateThese thoughts and the strainI am underBe a world child, form a circleBefore we all go underAnd fade out again and fade out againCracked eggs, dead birdsScream as they fight for lifeI can feel death, can see it's beady eyesAll these things into positionAll these things we'll one day swallow wholeAnd fade out again and fade out againImmerse your soul in loveImmerse your soul in love.&lt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno me despido creeo que no sabia ni que escribir, pero espero y les haya gustado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111359227034770387?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111359227034770387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111359227034770387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111359227034770387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111359227034770387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/04/well.html' title='well...'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111349203680368784</id><published>2005-04-14T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T08:20:36.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/4151/1024/Fondo%209.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/121/4151/320/Fondo%209.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un dibujito de Sakura ---Hace mucho que no escribo nada, pido disculpas a mis atentos lectores!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111349203680368784?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111349203680368784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111349203680368784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111349203680368784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111349203680368784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/04/un-dibujito-de-sakura-hace-mucho-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111326065444252517</id><published>2005-04-11T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T16:04:14.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Se creía muy inteligente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Preguntas para saber que tanto me conoces&lt;br /&gt;(Utiliza todos los renglones necesarios)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Como soy (descríbeme)?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Que grupo de música me gusta más?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Que tanto conoces de mi?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Que me gusta más?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿En que trabajo y con quien (mi jefe)? (esta ya no)&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Cuales son mis intereses?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;¿Cuándo cumplo años?&lt;br /&gt;R= .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Estas preguntas las utilizé una ves porque un mocoso me dijo, de la nada, que ´le gustaba y que quería andar conmigo, y yo le dije "pero como? si ni siquiera me conoces! y le planté las preguntas, y así lo callé jajaja, ándele a la proxima ya sabe, antes tenga 10 en el exámen de mi vida y tal ves se le haga! jajajaja&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(no comments) karura chan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111326065444252517?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111326065444252517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111272898808022208</id><published>2005-04-05T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T12:23:08.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>una dieta balanceada</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Martes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desayuno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Omelet de queso y –2 huevos – 260 cal.&lt;br /&gt;huevos de gallina&lt;br /&gt;Leche con chocolate – 1 taza – 284 cal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Arroz guisado – 1 rasión – 158 cal.&lt;br /&gt;Sopa de tortilla- 1 rasión – 245 cal.&lt;br /&gt;Pescado guisado – 1 rasión – 130 cal.&lt;br /&gt;Refresco mediano -1botella – 167 cal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cena&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Higos frescos – 100 gr. – 214 cal.&lt;br /&gt;Mermelada – 1 cucharada – 42 gr.&lt;br /&gt;Agua pura – 1 vaso – 0 cal.&lt;br /&gt; -----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Calorías           -                     1500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, de este tipo de dietas no hablo, hablo de una dieta muy diferente,&lt;br /&gt;la dieta del corazón y del alma, los escritos, las palabras,&lt;br /&gt;los libros, los dibujos, los pensamientos, los dictamentos,&lt;br /&gt;las reglas, el respeto ¡y lo digo con sentimiento!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111272898808022208?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111272898808022208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111272898808022208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Wake from your sleep,&lt;br /&gt;the drying of your tears,&lt;br /&gt;Today we escape, we escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack and get dressed&lt;br /&gt;before your father hears us,&lt;br /&gt;before all hell breaks loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, keep breathing,&lt;br /&gt;don't lose your nerve.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, keep breathing,&lt;br /&gt;I can't do this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing us a song,&lt;br /&gt;a song to keep us warm,&lt;br /&gt;there's such a chill, such a chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can laugh a spineless laugh,&lt;br /&gt;we hope your rules and wisdom choke you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are one&lt;br /&gt;in everlasting peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hope that you choke, that you choke,&lt;br /&gt;we hope that you choke, that you choke,&lt;br /&gt;we hope that you choke, that you choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111193373037143828</id><published>2005-03-27T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T06:28:50.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspen</title><content type='html'>Hoy me desperté temprano, como a las 7:30, aún somniolenta (creeo que así se escribe) me entregarón en mis brazos a mi perro, que por su desgracia, le calló un fierro en la patita, ahorita está casi inyesado, después de un rato, bajé aquí en la sala de computadora me quedé con el a mi lado, entoncs recordé ,con tristeza, a mi otro perro,  Aspen, lo extraño tanto, era para mi el ser con el cual me sentía bien, era alegre, tranquila, amistosa, recorde la última noche que lo ví, vivo, alegre, algo somniolento, era de noche, pero yo no quería alejarme de el, el estaba muy enfermo, lo habían envenenado, yo no quería dejarlo solo pero el sueño me quería ganar, en un minuto, mi hermano me decía que me fuese a dormir, yo tenía que obedecerle, así que solo me quedé un rato más, un rato que nunca olvidaré, con mucha esperanza y con lagrimas en los ojos, rezé, rezé con devoción, rezé como nunca lo había hecho, lo hice, rezé por el, mi amigo, mi compañero, mi alegría y mi llanto, él mi amigo; un perro, dirás tú, y yo te responderé que sí, un perro, mi mejor amigo, el siempre estaba ahí conmigo, el no lo pensaba dos veces para ir a sentarse junto a mi en mis ratos de tristeza, el no lo pensaba dos veces para ir conmigo a pasear, el solo quería estar ahí a mi lado, al lado de mi familia, nunca le hizo ningun mal a nadie, solo lo matarón por cuidar mi casa, por tal de robar, lo matarón, ¿quien fué? quien sabe, eso talves nunca lo sabremos, pero espero que a esa pesona, si tiene un perro, no le hagan lo mismo que al mío.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En memoria a mi perro, Aspen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111193373037143828?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111193373037143828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111193373037143828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111193373037143828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111193373037143828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/aspen.html' title='Aspen'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111187465325512508</id><published>2005-03-26T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T14:04:13.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases Graciosas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Bear se parece a mi, un domingo por la mañana?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-N:Una pista: es uno que te cae mal....C:Es una pista muy difícil, muchos me caen mal!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-C: BUUU y yo diciéndole que era gay… MADRES…mon dieu…pero le dije que era de parte tuya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Me has insultado mal AGRADECISO… digo AGRADESIDO!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;-MALDITA SEA CARLOS, MASTICA CON LA MALDITA BOCA CERRADA, IMBECIL!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Es conjuntivitis, NO LEPRA, eso quiere decir que SI me puedes visitar!!! Grosero...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Algunas frases fuerón en el momento, otras no, por lo tanto ya llevan tiempo, y ni me pregunten quien las dijo, no podría decirles, jojojo bueno, si, en algunas yo, y en otras solo participé!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111187465325512508?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111187465325512508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111187465325512508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111187465325512508'/><link rel='self' 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Begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's a gap in between&lt;br /&gt;there's a gap where we meet&lt;br /&gt;where i end and you begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry for us&lt;br /&gt;the dinosaurs roam the earth&lt;br /&gt;the sky turns green&lt;br /&gt;where i end and you begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;i am up in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;and i can't and i can't come down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can watch but not take part&lt;br /&gt;where i end and where you start&lt;br /&gt;where you, you left me alone&lt;br /&gt;you left me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X' will mark the place&lt;br /&gt;like parting the waves&lt;br /&gt;like a house falling in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will eat you all alive&lt;br /&gt;i will eat you all alive&lt;br /&gt;i will eat you all alive&lt;br /&gt;i will eat you all alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more lies&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more lies&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more lies&lt;br /&gt;there'll be no more lies&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111177476276764586?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111177476276764586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111177476276764586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111177476276764586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111177476276764586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111144423084531789?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111144423084531789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111144423084531789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111144423084531789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111144423084531789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/red-riot-karura-chan.html' title=''/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111144334903876900</id><published>2005-03-21T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:15:49.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="2" width="100%" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="songtitle"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="songlyrics"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;The words are coming out all weird&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now, when I need you&lt;br /&gt;Alone on an aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Fall asleep on against the window pane&lt;br /&gt;My blood will thicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wash myself again to hide all the dirt and pain&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd be scared that there's nothing underneath&lt;br /&gt;But who are my real friends&lt;br /&gt;Have they all got the bends&lt;br /&gt;Am I really sinking this low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's got the bends, oh no&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any real friends, no, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;The planet is a gunboat in a sea of fear&lt;br /&gt;And where are you&lt;br /&gt;They brought in the CIA, the tanks and the whole marines,&lt;br /&gt;To blow me away, to blow me sky high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's got the bends&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any real friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just lying in the bar with my drip feed on&lt;br /&gt;Talking to my girlfriend, waiting for something to happen&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy&lt;br /&gt;I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live, breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be part of the human race&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live, breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be part of the human race, race, race, race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we go from here&lt;br /&gt;The words are coming out all weird&lt;br /&gt;Where are you now when I need you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111144334903876900?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111101522954552785</id><published>2005-03-16T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T15:20:29.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sail to the Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked the moon&lt;br /&gt;I spoke too soon&lt;br /&gt;And how much did it cost?&lt;br /&gt;I was dropped from moon&lt;br /&gt;beams&lt;br /&gt;And sailed on shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll&lt;br /&gt;Be president&lt;br /&gt;But know right from wrong&lt;br /&gt;Or in the flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll build an Ark&lt;br /&gt;And sail us to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Sail us to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Sail to the moon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111101522954552785?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111101522954552785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111101522954552785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111101522954552785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111101522954552785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/radiohead-lyrics_16.html' title='Radiohead Lyrics'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111069124708574694</id><published>2005-03-12T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T21:20:47.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There There&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In pitch dark i go walking in your landscape.&lt;br /&gt;Broken branches trip me as i speak.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesnt mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesnt mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always a siren&lt;br /&gt;Singing you to shipwreck.&lt;br /&gt;(don't reach out, don't reach out)&lt;br /&gt;Steer away from these rocks&lt;br /&gt;We'd be a walking disaster.&lt;br /&gt;(don't reach out, don't reach out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;(there's someone on your shoulder)&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;(there's someone on your shoulder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why so green and lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven sent you to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are accidents&lt;br /&gt;Waiting waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are accidents&lt;br /&gt;waiting waiting to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Away from these rocks&lt;br /&gt;We'd be a walking disaster.&lt;br /&gt;(don't reach out, don't reach out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;(there's someone on your shoulder)&lt;br /&gt;Just because you feel it doesn't mean it's there.&lt;br /&gt;(there's someone on your shoulder)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There there&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why so green and lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Heaven sent you to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are accidents&lt;br /&gt;Waiting waiting to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are accidents&lt;br /&gt;Waiting waiting to happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Karura chan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111069124708574694?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111069124708574694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111069124708574694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111069124708574694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111069124708574694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to never, ever stop&lt;br /&gt;You broke another mirror,&lt;br /&gt;you're turning into something you are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drying up in conversation,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be the one who cannot talk&lt;br /&gt;All your insides fall to pieces,&lt;br /&gt;you just sit there wishing you could still make love&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll hate you&lt;br /&gt;when you think you've got the world all sussed out&lt;br /&gt;They're the ones who'll spit on you,&lt;br /&gt;you'll be the one screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's the best thing that you ever had,&lt;br /&gt;the best thing that you ever, ever had.&lt;br /&gt;It's the best thing that you ever had,&lt;br /&gt;the best thing you have had has gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high,&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111056786557832286?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111056786557832286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111056786557832286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111056786557832286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111056786557832286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to Disappear Completely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there&lt;br /&gt;That's not me I go&lt;br /&gt;Where I please&lt;br /&gt;I walk through walls&lt;br /&gt;I float down the Liffey&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;In a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;The moment's already passed&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strobe lights and blown speakers&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks and hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111051494292340585?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111051494292340585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111051494292340585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111051494292340585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111051494292340585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/radiohead-lyrics_10.html' title='Radiohead Lyrics'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111040088025971892</id><published>2005-03-09T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:41:20.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Gravity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey It's been a long time coming&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;Such a long time running&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear my heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the sound?&lt;br /&gt;Cos´ I can't help thinking&lt;br /&gt;And I don't look down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I looked up at the sun and&lt;br /&gt;I could see&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way that gravity turns for you and me&lt;br /&gt;And then I looked up at the sky and saw the sun&lt;br /&gt;And the way that gravity pulls on everyone&lt;br /&gt;On everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby its been a long time waiting&lt;br /&gt;Such a long, long time&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stop smiling&lt;br /&gt;No I can't stop now&lt;br /&gt;Do you hear my heart beating?&lt;br /&gt;Oh can you hear that sound?&lt;br /&gt;Cos I can't help crying&lt;br /&gt;And I won't look down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I looked up at the sun and I could see&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way that gravity turns on you and me&lt;br /&gt;And then I looked up at the sun and saw the sky&lt;br /&gt;And the way that gravity pulls on you and I&lt;br /&gt;On you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;br /&gt;Karura chan-le romantique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111032350857399533</id><published>2005-03-08T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T15:11:48.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a little child&lt;br /&gt;Running round this house&lt;br /&gt;And he never leaves&lt;br /&gt;He will never leave&lt;br /&gt;And the fog comes up from the sewers&lt;br /&gt;And glows in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby alligators in the sewers grow up fast&lt;br /&gt;Grow up fast&lt;br /&gt;Anything you want it can be done&lt;br /&gt;How did you go bad?&lt;br /&gt;Did you go bad?&lt;br /&gt;Did you go bad?&lt;br /&gt;Somethings will never wash away&lt;br /&gt;Did you go bad?&lt;br /&gt;Did you go bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice little deat&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;br /&gt;Karura chan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111032350857399533?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111032350857399533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111032350857399533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111032350857399533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111032350857399533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/radiohead-lyrics_08.html' title='Radiohead Lyrics'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-111022609720518064</id><published>2005-03-07T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T12:08:17.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll,&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a roll this time&lt;br /&gt;I feel my luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could change.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me Sarah,&lt;br /&gt;kill me again with love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a glorious day.&lt;br /&gt;Pull me out of the aircrash,&lt;br /&gt;Pull me out of the lake,&lt;br /&gt;I'm your superhero, we are standing on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head of state has called for me by name&lt;br /&gt;but I don't have time for him.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a glorious day!&lt;br /&gt;I feel my luck could change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pull me out of the aircrash,&lt;br /&gt;Pull me out of the lake,&lt;br /&gt;I'm your superhero,&lt;br /&gt;we are standing on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;We are standing on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;br /&gt;Karura chan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-111022609720518064?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/111022609720518064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=111022609720518064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111022609720518064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/111022609720518064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/03/radiohead-lyrics_07.html' title='Radiohead Lyrics'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110988373135047726</id><published>2005-03-03T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:02:11.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Street Spirit (Fade Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rows of houses all bearing down on me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel their blue hands touching me&lt;br /&gt;All these things into position&lt;br /&gt;All these things we'll one day swallow whole&lt;br /&gt;And fade out again and fade out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This machine will not communicate&lt;br /&gt;These thoughts and the strain&lt;br /&gt;I am under&lt;br /&gt;Be a world child, form a circle&lt;br /&gt;Before we all go under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fade out again and fade out again&lt;br /&gt;Cracked eggs, dead birds&lt;br /&gt;Scream as they fight for life&lt;br /&gt;I can feel death, can see it's beady eyes&lt;br /&gt;All these things into position&lt;br /&gt;All these things we'll one day swallow whole&lt;br /&gt;And fade out again and fade out again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immerse your soul in love&lt;br /&gt;Immerse your soul in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110988373135047726?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110988373135047726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110930307664978716</id><published>2005-02-24T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T19:44:36.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;How to Disappear Completely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That there&lt;br /&gt;That's not me&lt;br /&gt;I go&lt;br /&gt;Where I please&lt;br /&gt;I walk through walls&lt;br /&gt;I float down the Liffey&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;In a little while&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;The moment's already passed&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it's gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;Strobe lights and blown speakers&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks and hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;This isn't happening&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110930307664978716?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110930307664978716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110930307664978716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110930307664978716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110930307664978716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero si tú no pensáis en regresar:&lt;br /&gt;no osen despertar,&lt;br /&gt;porque en ese sueño jamás,&lt;br /&gt;tú partirás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide su escritora Karura chan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110910432648739287?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110910432648739287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110910432648739287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110910432648739287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110910432648739287'/><link 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bussines aquí es que ayer o mejor dicho hace unas horas (como 9 horas) que fui a la fiesta de Nora, por cierto estuvo bien chida, y aunque no lo crean baile, un poco, e hice el ridículo pasando a cantar (había karaoke), diciendo en público y con un micrófono en la mano (junto con Robobora) un poema o bueno, ni poema era, era mas bien como un escrito que hicimos en el momento, para pasar al frente a leerlo y dedicárselo a Noriuxa, luego le pido la servilleta para copiarlo aquí en mi blog, jajaja bueno y también ya conocen el fregado valse de las 15 rosas (que ni siquiera estaba planeado), bueno pues y lo planee en el momento y me la pase dando flores de plástico (que por cierto ni de el mismo color eran)  y pues a los jototes a los que les daba (no a todos, algunos si pasaron) no pasaban, y pues hasta mujeres pasamos a bailar con ella su valse de las 15 flowereñas, y si, leyeron bien PASAMOS, me incluyo, es más pasé 2 veces jajaja, una yo sola y otra éramos Karina y yo bailando con Nora, estuvo bien chido ( le voy a pedir a su hermano el video). Bueno y ya después de que ya acabaron todos esos bussines siguió la hora de el karaoke jajaja mis hermanos (Carlos, Pollobora y  yo) Lucy y si acaso Nora se acercaba pues ella también, nos pusimos a cantar, fuimos los únicos ( AHORA LA AUDIENCIA ESTÁ SORDA)!!!, jajaja fueron puras de los Beatles, jajaja si lo hubieran visto!!! estuvo chidisimo!! jajaja bueno pues solo hubieron algunos inconvenientes, por ejemplo que nos tuvimos que ir a las 12pm (se acababa a la 1am) porque ya Lucy se quería ir y yo aunque no quisiera pues me tuve que venir, porque hoy a las 9 a.m. tengo que ir a cursos propedéuticos para la prepa (que flojera). Bueno pues mis estimados, los dejo, porque ya ni se que escribir y además de que ya me está dando sueño de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jojojo; se despide con entusiasmo su escritora Karura chan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110880962355767121?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110880962355767121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110880962355767121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110880962355767121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110880962355767121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Muerte al cariño,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a todo ser vivo,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a la materia,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a la molécula,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte al conocimiento,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a los ánimos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi escrito,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mis dedos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mis manos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mis ojos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mis oidos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi boca,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mis sentimientos,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi llanto,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi sonrisa,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte a mi canto,&lt;br /&gt;Muerte de mi ser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110861795617655116?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110861795617655116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Corazón</title><content type='html'>Cambia mi ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;Mi triste canción,&lt;br /&gt;Volved corazón,&lt;br /&gt;Dejad tu obsesión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno la verdad no es&lt;br /&gt;un poema muy largo,&lt;br /&gt;pero tiene sentimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Guarda en si tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;importantes para mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;¡Pero bueno si entienden que bien,&lt;br /&gt;y si no, también!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9 = moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110844385420286123?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110844385420286123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110844385420286123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>Once again in the shadows,&lt;br /&gt; in the shadows,&lt;br /&gt; in the shadows,&lt;br /&gt; lonely heart, broken mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That´s what I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajaja bien poshhha, bueno&lt;br /&gt;como en verdad ese titulo&lt;br /&gt;fue inspirado para la foto de&lt;br /&gt;mi otro blog.&lt;br /&gt;bueno solo lo digo para que se&lt;br /&gt;hechen una vueltecita por ahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-dark-side-of-the-moon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the-dark-side-of-the-moon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide Carla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110784227213853586?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110784227213853586/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110775768011855161</id><published>2005-02-06T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T22:28:00.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tus palabras</title><content type='html'>Tus palabras me lo dicen,&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras lo redactan,&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras me enamoran,&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras me emocionan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras me lo dicen,&lt;br /&gt;Tu me amas,&lt;br /&gt;No lo dices en persona,&lt;br /&gt;Pero si por escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras lo redactan,&lt;br /&gt;Redactan cada sentimiento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cada uno de ellos,&lt;/div&gt;Aunque no sea a proposito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras me enamoran,&lt;br /&gt;Me llenan de amor,&lt;br /&gt;De esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;Me ilusionan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tus palabras me emocionan,&lt;br /&gt;Cada palabra un suspiro,&lt;br /&gt;Un momento de paz,&lt;br /&gt;Un sueño más de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3= 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110775768011855161?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110775768011855161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110775768011855161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110775768011855161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110775768011855161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/02/tus-palabras.html' title='Tus palabras'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110757627843312063</id><published>2005-02-04T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:04:38.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi reinado de temor y odio</title><content type='html'>Mi reinado de temor y odio se extendera por el mundo hasta infectar cada mente&lt;br /&gt;DE ODIO, REPUDIO, PESTE..... ¿que diablos? ajajjajaa oolviden eso (por ahora)  esto se trata de un mensaje explosivoooo!!! para todoS BUENO PUES CONSISTE EN QUE YO NO TENGO NADA QUE HACER Y SOLO PONDRE POEMAS DE AMOR ENTRANDO LOS DIAS 12 13 14 15 Y 16 DE FEBRERO (DE AHI EN ADELANTE DEJARAN LA DEDICATORIA&lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJAA BUENO ADIEU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110757627843312063?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110757627843312063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110757627843312063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110757627843312063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110757627843312063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/02/mi-reinado-de-temor-y-odio.html' title='Mi reinado de temor y odio'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110696782766376123</id><published>2005-01-28T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T19:03:47.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy en día ...</title><content type='html'>Hoy en día uno nunca sabe a que se expone,&lt;br /&gt;no, no señor, todo es superficial&lt;br /&gt;es como la superficie de un volcán,&lt;br /&gt;pero al verlo por dentro, que sorpresa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día uno nunca sabe a lo que llega,&lt;br /&gt;hace las cosas sin pensar,&lt;br /&gt;las hace como impulso no como una idea,&lt;br /&gt;la gente dejó de pensar y razonar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día uno nunca sabe lo que dicen,&lt;br /&gt;Todo es de una manera de chisme,&lt;br /&gt;como si hablar mal de las personas,&lt;br /&gt;fuera bueno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día uno nunca sabe lo malo de lo bueno&lt;br /&gt;porque la tecnología avanza,&lt;br /&gt;pero el hombre se retrasa,&lt;br /&gt;utilizan lo bueno para lo malo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día uno nunca sabe de la paz,&lt;br /&gt;la paz interna, con los demás y&lt;br /&gt;con uno mismo, creen conocerla&lt;br /&gt;pero no le llega ni a los talones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día uno nunca sabe distinguir,&lt;br /&gt;distinguir entre bueno y malo,&lt;br /&gt;distinguir entre amor y amistad,&lt;br /&gt;distinguir entre música y ruidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es día uno nunca sabe apreciar,&lt;br /&gt;apreciar el amor, los bienes,&lt;br /&gt;los esfuerzos, los sétimos,&lt;br /&gt;los hermanos, los amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy en día solo me pregunto,&lt;br /&gt;¿Que es el amor verdadero?&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es la convivencia?&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué es la alegría en si?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Solo dispongo de este medio para&lt;br /&gt;escribir, escribir tanto como yo quiera&lt;br /&gt;dejar mia ideas a su criterio,&lt;br /&gt;solo puedo agradecer a mucha gente,&lt;br /&gt;por eso lo hago con gusto y entusiasmo.&lt;br /&gt;(don´t wory about the aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;there is no one after you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9 Karura chan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110696782766376123?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110696782766376123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110696782766376123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110696782766376123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110696782766376123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/01/hoy-en-da.html' title='Hoy en día ...'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110686093798959206</id><published>2005-01-27T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T13:22:17.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day </title><content type='html'>No wonder, what I do,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;but you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I decide to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel the difference&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m new&lt;br /&gt;like I want to cry,&lt;br /&gt;but I don’t care!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy for you&lt;br /&gt;and happier for me&lt;br /&gt;but now that I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I love you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, but now&lt;br /&gt;I’ve decide to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;that I mention before&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget my love for you&lt;br /&gt;forget that and more,&lt;br /&gt;now we are going to be just friends&lt;br /&gt;and it wont be easy for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I’m going to accomplish it&lt;br /&gt;because I love more my family&lt;br /&gt;and they are more important to me&lt;br /&gt;don’t try to understand why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to make your self bigger&lt;br /&gt;be the way you are, no more, no less.                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3=9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="permanent link" href="http://the-dark-side-of-the-moon.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-is-day.html"&gt;9:45 PM&lt;/a&gt; mardi, janvier 11, 2005 (fecha de la realisacion de el poema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110686093798959206?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110686093798959206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110686093798959206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110686093798959206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110686093798959206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day '/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-110609210227404125</id><published>2005-01-18T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T15:48:22.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo Nuevo Para Todos...</title><content type='html'>Usted a de preguntarse: ¿que es lo que sucede?,&lt;br /&gt; es muy sencillo, usted ya sabía de este blog,&lt;br /&gt;pero ahora sepa del otro, ¡sí como lo leyó!,&lt;br /&gt;¡sepa de el otro blog!, solo haga click en el siguiente link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-dark-side-of-the-moon.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://the-dark-side-of-the-moon.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡Ahora más diversión para usted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visite mis dos blogs y ponga muchos comentarios (comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-110609210227404125?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/110609210227404125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=110609210227404125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110609210227404125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/110609210227404125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2005/01/algo-nuevo-para-todos.html' title='Algo Nuevo Para Todos...'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109469995786296665</id><published>2004-09-08T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-08T20:19:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Porque Wasabi no puede decir que no?</title><content type='html'>El decir "no", no sale mucho de mi boca, por lo tanto me es más sencillo decir "sí" y mas en estas ocaciones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Si un compañero en el salón me pide mi bicolor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: oye Carla.&lt;br /&gt;C: ¿mande? (sabiendo que es lo que me va adecir)&lt;br /&gt;N: ¿me prestas tu bicolor?&lt;br /&gt;C: Sí (pensando: diablos dile que no)&lt;br /&gt;-el regreso del bicolor&lt;br /&gt;N: ¡Gracias!&lt;br /&gt;C: de nada (pensando en decirle: comprate tu propio bicolor!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí me piden dinero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: oye Carla...&lt;br /&gt;C: ¿mande?&lt;br /&gt;P: ¿como cuanto dinero tienes?&lt;br /&gt;C: ¿para que?(sabiendo cual es la pregunta que sigue)&lt;br /&gt;P: ¡esque necesito dinero!&lt;br /&gt;C: (mi mente dice no, dile que no, y no y no y no) ¿en que lo vas a usar?&lt;br /&gt;P: para..(cualquier motivo)&lt;br /&gt;C: (mi mente: listo dile que no eres un banco) sí, ¿cuanto quieres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí piden dulces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: traigo dulces&lt;br /&gt;K: ¡dameeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;C: sí, ten!&lt;br /&gt;K: Graciaaaas!!! (y escribe en su blog que le di un dulce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí piden ropa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: ¿Carla me prestas estos pantalones?&lt;br /&gt;C: Sí (le hubieras dicho que no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí quieren leer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: escribo en mi blog&lt;br /&gt;L: leyendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí piden una sonrisa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C:  = D  , !hay les va!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sí me voy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: dejo de escribir y ustedes ya no leen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi que los dejo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109469995786296665?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109469995786296665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109469995786296665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109469995786296665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109469995786296665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/09/porque-wasabi-no-puede-decir-que-no.html' title='¿Porque Wasabi no puede decir que no?'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109381744827120229</id><published>2004-08-29T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:10:48.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Le hice ojo.</title><content type='html'>Estaba viendo la clausura de los juegos olimpicos; que por sierto china me impresiono demasiado; y cuando comenzaron los conciertos pues (segun esto) se hizo un buen ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;En unos pocos momentos despues un tipo vestido de blanco llega volando (para cantar) y al estar cantando , y bien prendido, bailando (yo comenze a decir) que se caiga, que se caiga y PaCaTeLaS se estrello en el piso, este de volada disimulo y se paro y en un rato, terminando la cancion se desaparecio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y esta es una advertencia para aquellos que lleguen a caerme mal, les puedo hacer ojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109381744827120229?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109381744827120229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109381744827120229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109381744827120229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109381744827120229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/le-hice-ojo.html' title='Le hice ojo.'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109373575284786692</id><published>2004-08-28T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T16:29:12.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bajo del sol</title><content type='html'>-Esta es una cancion dedicada a mi ODIOSO amigo sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo del sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si sueñas con ir a un techo,&lt;br /&gt;mas vale que corras ya,&lt;br /&gt;si quieres salvar tu vida de una gran cualision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo del sol, bajo del sol,&lt;br /&gt;Te estas quemando y tostando como un pollo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no te quieres arriesgar bajo techo te quedaras&lt;br /&gt;auyentando todo ese feo calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo del sol, bajo del sol,&lt;br /&gt;Te saldran ronchas y tambien mucho sudor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si no te quieres arriesgar bajo techo te quedaras,&lt;br /&gt;salvando tu vida de ser un carbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bajo techo, bajo techo,&lt;br /&gt;eres libre y feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si TU TE QUIERES ARRIESGAR,&lt;br /&gt;bajo el sol te quedaras, pero no digas que no advertiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Gracias querido publico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3+3+3= 9 = ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109373575284786692?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109373575284786692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109373575284786692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109373575284786692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109373575284786692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/bajo-del-sol.html' title='Bajo del sol'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109330692162806922</id><published>2004-08-23T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:16:59.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una terrible tortura</title><content type='html'>No se como explicar que el abandono sea tan genial y a la vez tan triste, solo sé que al estar solo se puede pensar para sí, sin tener que responder preguntas que a veces no tienen respuesta, pero no he de negar que a veces se quisiera estar acompañado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es como querer ser escuchado pero no hablar, no decir ni una frase, ni un suspiro, nada, solo callar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es extraño como a veces nos encantaría que todo guardara silencio, más no lográsemos aguantar el estar callados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El no ver que hay personas que pueden ser lastimadas por una tontería, que en realidad termine separándolas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es horrible el querer, más no ser queridos de igual forma. No es soportable el querer tanto a alguien que te haga tanto daño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero una de las peores cosas que alguien puede ver es a alguien sufriendo y no ayudarle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109330692162806922?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109330692162806922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109330692162806922' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109330692162806922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109330692162806922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/una-terrible-tortura.html' title='Una terrible tortura'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109319376009841594</id><published>2004-08-22T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T09:56:00.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Que amigos!</title><content type='html'>Si lo se, ya había escrito antes sobre mis amigos, pero reserve a los demás para despues, y ahora es el momento de escribir sobre ellos.&lt;br /&gt;(no olviden que cada quien va a tener un apodo)&lt;br /&gt;-El Mecias: este divertido ser es una convinacion de mucha alegría y de bromas, las cuales lo covierten en un vaso de café negro, bien cargado (y eso que yo no he tomado café). &lt;br /&gt;-Kaze 2.0: este es muuuuy poético, jejeje ¡deverían de leer su blog! (y no es burla me gustó mucho, su blog) tambien es muy amistoso, pero no del tipo fresa, nunca del tipo fresa (si le dijerás fresa se da un tiro).&lt;br /&gt;-Ale: en realidad es un género desconocido, solo me junto con ella en los descansos de la escuela(porque no me viene a visitar a mi casita) pero no habla mucho, es más solo a VECES habla, pero ¡tiene lo suyo!.&lt;br /&gt;-Berna_vé: sí, este salio de incógnito, (pero como quiera lo tengo que mencionar) es muy especial porque.... ¡en relidad no sé porque!, pero bueno es muy a su estilo, le vá a los tigres y tiene un equipo de futbol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me despido sabiendo que me faltan más por mencionar, pero en este momento no recuerdo.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109319376009841594?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109319376009841594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109319376009841594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109319376009841594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109319376009841594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/que-amigos.html' title='¡Que amigos!'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109311984959237145</id><published>2004-08-21T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T13:24:09.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trabajando para engine core</title><content type='html'>Hace apenas unos días que empezé a trabajar con mi hermano en su negocio, y la verdad me agrada mucho mi trabajo, hasta ahora me encargo 3 cosas de las cuales ya hice 2, pero la que me falta es un poco complicada, ya que los intentos fallidos que ya tuve no fueron porque sí , si no que la verdad no me gustaba como se veía o algún detalle (y no presumo el ser perfeccionista).&lt;br /&gt;Solo me gustaría que me encargara algo más, pero me dice que no puede porque ¡no estoy lo suficientemente preparada!.&lt;br /&gt;¡Bueno haber si ahora me pone a hacer algo un poco más complicado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Muchos saludos a todos mis amigos que se pasan leyendo mi blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109311984959237145?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109311984959237145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109311984959237145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109311984959237145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109311984959237145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/trabajando-para-engine-core.html' title='Trabajando para engine core'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109304853237501173</id><published>2004-08-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T17:35:32.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡No,no,no, regresa por donde viniste!</title><content type='html'>Yo se que todos y cada uno de ustedes, mis queridos lectores, ha tenido miedo a algo (y no solo a la obscuridad) y yo les diré que ¡no tiene nada de malo!, es más les dire que yo no le tengo miedo pero más bien un tipo de no se, ¿como explicarlo?... bueno no se como se dice exactamente, pero sea lo que sea les dire que no me gusta, ¡no me gusta para nada!, ustedes se preguntaran ¿y de que diantres está hablando esta loca?, ya no se pregunten ahora les digo: no se trata de algo normal pero elo ahy, algo que haría que tubieran ganas de huir de casa y nunca más volver (claro a menos que se valla), se trata de un C-H-I-L-A-N-G-O (¡Oh si, yo se que tienen miedo, uuuu scary!!!) jejeje se que eso no da miedo pero... tratandose en especial de un tío que vive hay ¡es lo más HORROROSO que se puede ver por hay!, es gordo (con una cortadota en el estomago, yiak!!!), es fastidioso, es pesado, es feo y habla con su ¡tonito estúpido!, ¿su nombre?, GENARO (¡valla nombre feo , para un feo!), ¡es toda una pesadilla!, les diré una pequeña frasesita que suele usar: "mijita, ¡yo te quiero mucho y tu no me quieres!" (imaginenselo con su tonito de chilangototote) , que horror , que delirio, que poca!!, ¡les juro que cuando nos avisarón que vendria casi les dijimos a mis papas que nos cambiesemos de casa! (claro que no ibamos a hacer eso) pero nimodo tuvimos que resibirlo (con todo y tonito), pero se porto tan chiflado.... ¡bueno mejor no continuo!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jejeje  ¡espero que no tengan pesadillas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109304853237501173?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109304853237501173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109304853237501173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109304853237501173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109304853237501173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/nonono-regresa-por-donde-viniste.html' title='¡No,no,no, regresa por donde viniste!'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109295961955439788</id><published>2004-08-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T16:53:39.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las donitas salvadoras</title><content type='html'>Antier por la noche saliendo de aver dejado un muy buen escrito, me fuí a mi casita, al llegar noté que mi estomago aclamaba a gritos un poco de comida ("poco" es solo una expresión), la cual no le pude dar, ya que mis dientes estaban adoloridos, pero ¡oh dios!, ya no aguantaba, mis tripas sonaban, y fue hay entonces, entre la desesperación y el hambre, cuando las ví...tan fantásticas y deliciosas, ¡LAS VENDITAS DONITAS! (podría llorar de la emoción), las donas de (imitando a mell  gibson, en corazón valiente, they give you FREEDOME!!) la justicia y el bien, salvadoras de el hambre desesperada, ¡tan blancas y angelicales!, bueno el punto es :&lt;br /&gt;¡YA NO TENGO HAMBRE!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jejeje&lt;br /&gt;me despido.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109295961955439788?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109295961955439788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109295961955439788' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109295961955439788'/><link rel='self' 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encuentro la página, contesto el vendito test y al final me dice el vendito servidor que: -EL SERVIDOR ESTÁ SATURADO Y NO PODEMOS "RATE" TU TEST- (estaba en inglés) les juro que en el momento en que leei eso estube apunto de explotar y lanzar la computadora al suelo, y ¿saben porque?, porque eran muchisimas preguntas, que yo amablemente conteste, para que un servidor BARATO Y DE MUY BAJA CALIDAD ME DIJERA SEMEJANTE FREGADERA.&lt;br /&gt;Es obvio que como para que siga escribiendo quiera decir que la computadora NO salió volando,&lt;br /&gt;y que no dejé un mensaje rayandosela al servidor (claro está que yo nunca se la he rayado a nadie) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atentamente su escritora que en este momento esta tomando tranquilizantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3+3+3=9, =a  yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109270338202474205?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109254618223027378</id><published>2004-08-14T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T22:03:02.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Una de las mejores cosas que le pueden suceder a alguien!</title><content type='html'>Es claro que cuando te peleas con tus amigos, una de las mejores cosas que te pueden pasar es que te reconcilies con ellos, pero no es solo eso también que le hables a alguien que hace mucho no le hablabas o que la persona que te gusta siempre esté contigo, bueno diferentes motivos, pero digo yo que uno de los mejores es que alguien te regale algo muuuuuy grande, y no me refiero a regalos comunes sino a UNA GRAN SONRISA, UN ABRAZO, o un simple gesto de amor (dios me siento iluminada), y aunque muchos no lo creean yo su escritora puedo hablar de la forma más CURSI del mundo (nunca creí decir eso) aunque ahora, ¡no se porque lo hago!, pero bueno de ves en cuando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se depide, medio roja su escritora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109254618223027378?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109254618223027378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109254618223027378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109254618223027378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109254618223027378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/una-de-las-mejores-cosas-que-le-pueden.html' title='¡Una de las mejores cosas que le pueden suceder a alguien!'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109217729905606101</id><published>2004-08-10T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T15:37:20.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi familia</title><content type='html'>Jejeje ya les mencione a mis amigos ahora a mi familia.&lt;br /&gt;-Mi papá: este señor tiene gran entusiasmo y muchos planes, es muy divertido y juguetón, cariñoso y amigable (y es un gran padre).&lt;br /&gt;-Mi mamá: a veces parece que no quiere a nadie, pero no en verdad es muy cariñosa y a veces sobre protectora, pero es muy alegre (aunque muchos no lo crean) y servicial, es bromista y muy, muuy cariñosa.&lt;br /&gt;-Sr. ENGINE CORE: este es mi hermano mayor y es un demente con mucha historia (no digo más si nó, me cuelga).&lt;br /&gt;-La chef: esta es mi hermana (la que sigue) y está estudiando para ser chef (y la verdad si le queda porque cosina muuuy rico), es una persona muy livertina pero (a veces) responasble, le gusta desovedecer pero ella pone reglas.&lt;br /&gt;-Deyanolla (Roboboro): ella es una persona con mucha imaginación y entusiasmo, le encanta escribir cosas raras pero es muy divertida y ovediente.&lt;br /&gt;-Dinamita: esta niña es un explosivo, es muy divertida pero también muy fastidiosa y amable (!¿quien diría que yo diría eso?¡) pero al igual que es buena es mala, es muy agresiva y pelionera (le encanta el pleito).&lt;br /&gt;Espero que nadie se enoje por esto (si nó yo saldré lastimada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide su escritora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109217729905606101?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109217729905606101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109217729905606101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109217729905606101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109217729905606101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/mi-familia.html' title='Mi familia'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109181683308620634</id><published>2004-08-06T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T11:27:13.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis amistades</title><content type='html'>Se que hablar del tema de mis amistades es un poco extraño pero les dire que no es mala idea mencionarlo así que comenzaré.&lt;br /&gt;Les mencionare cada uno de los apodos que yo les he asignado (jejeje no se enojen, no debo mencionar nombres ):&lt;br /&gt;-Tomoyo (además de sus otros apodos) : esta en realidad  es solo una mona que tiene mi edad y que en verdad esta muy loca, y para finalizar es mi mejor amiga (mujer) .&lt;br /&gt;-Poncho Aurelio (este tambien tiene muchos apodos) : este señor---ito es la persona más livertina que he conosido (y no bromeo), pero no solo eso, también es una muy buena persona, y para acabarla es mi mejor amigo (hombre). &lt;br /&gt;-Saltitos: este es un vivo ejemplo de una combinación extraña que forman una clase de algo que...(no tengo idea de que estoy hablando).&lt;br /&gt;-Capotito: este es un ejemplo de especimén extinto ya que sus componentes lo hacen un CUETE (ya sé que es coete pero con el me refiero a otro asunto).&lt;br /&gt;-Pop star: esta simpatica personalidad al prinsipio parece muy tranquila pero NOOO te equivocas es la persona mas explosiva que hay (aparte de una tí... , olvidenlo) es muy extremo el conocerla.&lt;br /&gt;-LULA: este especimén no es facil de encontrar ya que es único y muy peligroso, ya que contiene una carga de alegría, profesinalismo y muchos otros comonetes.&lt;br /&gt;___Sé que no mencione a algunos pero me limito a terminar aquí, ojalá que sus apodos no los ofendan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide, por ahora, su escritora.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109181683308620634?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109181683308620634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109181683308620634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109181683308620634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109181683308620634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/mis-amistades.html' title='Mis amistades'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109174548640526959</id><published>2004-08-05T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T15:38:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las caricaturas japonesas (animes)</title><content type='html'>Hay quienes piensan que todos los animes son malos, desde la idea hasta la caricatura, pero NO, no es así.&lt;br /&gt;Si lo acepto hay animes malos (y no necesariamente de maldad) y diré que un ejemplo es el de DRAGON BOLL Z, en canal 5 quitaron Sakura Card Captors y Doremi solo por seguir poniendo a Gokú (que para acabar nunca muere solo revive, revive y revive) pero no solo hay animes malos tambien los hay de los mejores y unos cuantos ejemplos son: SAINT SEYA (los caballeros del sodiaco), RANMA 1/2,  SAKURA CARD CAPTORS y muchos más que merecen más categoría que Gokú y a Yugi (si es que así se escribe).&lt;br /&gt;Pero no solo se diga eso sino que tambien hay animes HENTAI (en pocas palbras, animes de la más baja categoria y de mal gusto).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide su escritora.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109174548640526959?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109174548640526959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109174548640526959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109174548640526959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109174548640526959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/las-caricaturas-japonesas-animes.html' title='Las caricaturas japonesas (animes)'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109157596984123747</id><published>2004-08-03T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T16:32:49.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los juegos de computadora</title><content type='html'>Es increible que algunas personas no tengan interes por los juegos de computadora (¿como es eso posible?),&lt;br /&gt;según yo es porque JAMÁS en su vida han visto uno bueno o porque no los pasan (¡que tontas las personas que no los pasen!).&lt;br /&gt;Pero dejemos a los desinteresados que en realidad son casi lo mismo a aquellos que juegan los juegos tontos de NBA o de FUTBOL, no hay como los de acción, armas, sangre, matanza, suspenso, etc. Digo pues despues de todo tienen que volver a acabarse el mismo juego como un millon de veces, ¿o no?, en lugar de volver a jugar un partido de FUTBOL mejor que jueguen el XII o el UNREAL TORNAMENT o no sé, el caso es que escojan juegos bueno.&lt;br /&gt;-Se despide su escritora.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109157596984123747?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109157596984123747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109157596984123747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109157596984123747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109157596984123747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/los-juegos-de-computadora.html' title='Los juegos de computadora'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109146981449187961</id><published>2004-08-02T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T11:03:34.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los de enfrente...</title><content type='html'>¡Hola!,mis  queridos lectores.&lt;br /&gt;Jajaja siempre me pregunte que tienen mis vesinos, LOS DE ENFRENTE, lo que pasa es que no es una queja más bien un comentario.&lt;br /&gt;-volviendo al tema&lt;br /&gt; He aquí algunas descripciones de ellos:&lt;br /&gt;_El papá: este señor es un señor al cual algo extraño le está sucediendo se asoma desde su ventana (eso no es todo) SIN CAMISA (que le pasa impudico, dejenerado) y así mismo sale a su "patio", aparte le encante asomarse a ver que hacen los demás (metiche).&lt;br /&gt;_La mamá: esta singular señora es muy especial ya que lo único que hace es ver como la otra señora hace lo que ella no hace.&lt;br /&gt;_La hermana de la mamá (la otra señora): esta señora es la que se queda todo el día (5 días a la semana) a cuidar a los mocosos (y no falten los perros), hacerles de comer, bañarlos, etc. (aparte de ser sobre protectora)&lt;br /&gt;_La hija: esta niña la verdad es muy poco especial ya que hace todas las cosas que hacen las niñas de su edad (me refiero a ver novelas y comprar todas las cosas posibles de ellas) la diferencia es que ella cuida un millonal de perros chihuahueños (los que más odio) y un perro salchicha.&lt;br /&gt;_El niño: este niño es rarito (muuuy afeminado) imaginense, este niño solo se junta con su hermana (esto cambia en la escuela) y que más que con sus perros.&lt;br /&gt;_Los perros: estos animales tan latosos se la pasan ladre y ladre y ladre y ladre....(me afecta)...y creanme que en mi familia ya nadie los soporta (es hora de patear perros) pero ninguno de nosotros por más que nos fastidie les hacemos ni desimos nada.&lt;br /&gt;- Esta es la familia supersonico y viven en la casa flotante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jejeje adios a todos&lt;br /&gt;dejen comments porfavor.&lt;br /&gt;Yo me despido, o sea BYE.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109146981449187961?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109146981449187961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109146981449187961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109146981449187961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109146981449187961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/08/los-de-enfrente.html' title='Los de enfrente...'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109096405807622990</id><published>2004-07-27T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T14:34:18.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los anuncios</title><content type='html'>¡Hola!, a mis lectores.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy he de empesar a usar más mi rasonamiento y mi sentido del humor.&lt;br /&gt;-Los anuncios.&lt;br /&gt;¿Han visto ustedes el anuncio del niño CHEN? ("en los anuncios te dicen alimentate sanamente, pero no te dicen como.") , he de concluir que es un anuncio que hace que mi pobre estomago se revuelva y me haga sentir pánico hacia aquellos productos, ya que podrían contener&amp;nbsp;los dientes de ese niño, para decir luego que tiene mucho&amp;nbsp;CALCIO (el yoghurt).&lt;br /&gt;Pero no es el único hay tantos peores....(mejor sin comentarios).&lt;br /&gt;Jajaja ahora imaginen un anuncio con patas...¿que te diría?... de solo imaginarlo me da risa, si se me acercara, ¿me diría:"come frutas y verduras"?.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno pero al punto, porfavor a todos aquellos que&amp;nbsp;hacen anuncios de cualquier tipo (incluyendo los que ya son buenos)&amp;nbsp;haganle el favor al público de hacerlos bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide su escritora:&lt;br /&gt;Carla&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109096405807622990?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109096405807622990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109096405807622990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109096405807622990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109096405807622990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/07/los-anuncios.html' title='Los anuncios'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109088123097469883</id><published>2004-07-26T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T15:33:50.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Mis padres son LA MERA VENA! (expresión usada para decir que son lo maximo)</title><content type='html'>¡Hola!, a todos mis lectores.&lt;br /&gt;El tema de hoy es referido a mis padres, y lo chidos que son.&lt;br /&gt;Valla que si mis padres son lo mejor (sin presumir) ya que son muy buena onda y lindos (jajaja es la verdad)&lt;br /&gt;me encantó que me allan dejado quedarme cuando ellos fuerón a Monclova (claro que me quede con mis hermanos: DEYANOLLA y XIII).&lt;br /&gt;Y pues no solo eso sino que me chiflan (ajá, si claro yo quisiera a la que chiflan es a DINAMITA) bueno nos chiflan un poco a todos.&lt;br /&gt;Bueno no solo eso.....&lt;br /&gt;Ok me despido de ustedes mis queridisimos lectores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109088123097469883?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109088123097469883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109088123097469883' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109088123097469883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109088123097469883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/07/mis-padres-son-la-mera-vena-expresin.html' title='¡Mis padres son LA MERA VENA! (expresión usada para decir que son lo maximo)'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109017851733955318</id><published>2004-07-18T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T12:21:57.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Hay!</title><content type='html'>Mis queridos lectores he de pedir disculpas por me mala ortografía en mi post (ya se se que no es whit sino with) jajaja pero si no lo cambiaba no habría tal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide con remordimiento Carla&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109017851733955318?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109017851733955318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109017851733955318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109017851733955318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109017851733955318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/07/hay.html' title='¡Hay!'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7672945.post-109017817264221956</id><published>2004-07-18T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T12:16:12.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¡Hoy un día en el cual hay que escribir!</title><content type='html'>Muuuy buenas tardes aficionados (si claro aficionados, como si fuera cierto).&lt;br /&gt;Jajaja ¿Es un comienso no?.... bueno si&amp;nbsp; lo que sea.&lt;br /&gt;-Cambiando de tema:&lt;br /&gt;Con un comienso fallido de&amp;nbsp;dos&amp;nbsp; (la tercera es la vencida) blogs solo tengo que decir que jurare que me&amp;nbsp; he de aprendere mi nombre y mi blog y&amp;nbsp;tratare de escribir más seguido. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Se despide Carla&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7672945-109017817264221956?l=wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/feeds/109017817264221956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7672945&amp;postID=109017817264221956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109017817264221956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7672945/posts/default/109017817264221956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wasabi_whit_style.blogspot.com/2004/07/hoy-un-da-en-el-cual-hay-que-escribir.html' title='¡Hoy un día en el cual hay que escribir!'/><author><name>Dark_Wasabi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08853217179566428810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h5RuPu9bp7I/Skm3P6BZT1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AWZhWUPvfIs/S220/yo5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
