<?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-4935219404502125143</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:46:20.493-03:00</updated><category term='Stop motion'/><category term='Internets'/><category term='Critica a la vida'/><category term='Stencil'/><category term='odio'/><category term='Espasmos de vida'/><category term='Sensaciones unicas'/><category term='Arte grafico'/><title type='text'>Simple-Mente Yo</title><subtitle type='html'>asdasdasdasdasd</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7255089346932325260</id><published>2011-09-28T15:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T15:52:25.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Calle transitada - noche - lluvia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;La gente pasa caminado agobiada chocando unas contra otras después de su trabajo, lo único que les importa es llegar a su casa y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;. no se dan cuenta de las demás personas, excepto yo, veo auna mujer, se ve feliz, feliz como si guardara un secreto, feliz como ninguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7255089346932325260?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7255089346932325260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7255089346932325260' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7255089346932325260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7255089346932325260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2011/09/calle-transitada-noche-lluvia.html' title='Calle transitada - noche - lluvia'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-4685162727862441018</id><published>2011-09-20T01:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T01:18:07.929-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuando un sueño no se separa de la realidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me fui caminando entre mis sueños, pensanto y sintiendo que todo era cierto hasta que la realidad me choca sin previo aviso sobre mi cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Luego despierto, decepcionado de la realidad que aqueja mi sufrimiento, con una pesades de confundir un sueño con la realidad. Quisas todo lo que he vivido no a pasado, sino a sido un sueño profundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ubi Sunt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-4685162727862441018?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4685162727862441018/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=4685162727862441018' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4685162727862441018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4685162727862441018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2011/09/cuando-un-sueno-no-se-separa-de-la.html' title='Cuando un sueño no se separa de la realidad'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-3594390077670854053</id><published>2011-06-04T20:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T20:50:00.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Que Amas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Amo el olor a carbón &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-memf1EiOTBg/TerSqyLcgHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WkCfz2kD5V8/s1600/las-manos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-memf1EiOTBg/TerSqyLcgHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WkCfz2kD5V8/s320/las-manos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614531517936861298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;quemado, amo que el rocío de la mañana se pose sobre mi rostro, amo los pequeños detalles, amo imaginar situaciones, amo el café, amo despertar con música, amo el frió, amo el ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;or a tierra mojada que queda después de llover, amo la pintura, amo el arte, amo el jazz, amo el soul, amo el blues, amo el funk, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;amo la música negra, amo la citas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;famosas, amo usar mi cacumen, amo el aire melancólico amo tomar de la botella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; amo el surrealismo, amo mis zapatillas viejas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;amo los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;tallarines con salsa boloñesa, amo el stop motion, amo la nostalgia de domingo po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;r llover, amo el sabor agridulce, amo el lugar donde crecí, amo la iron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;  color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ía, amo el silencio, amo imaginar lo que están haciendo las personas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-3594390077670854053?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3594390077670854053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=3594390077670854053' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3594390077670854053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3594390077670854053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-amas.html' title='¿Que Amas?'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-memf1EiOTBg/TerSqyLcgHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/WkCfz2kD5V8/s72-c/las-manos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-2221074042264492610</id><published>2011-05-24T16:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T16:29:35.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo con mi sombra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Y termine viviendo solo, como siempre lo quise pero lamentablemnete nunca nada es como lo imaginamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Esto de vivir solo no es lo que pensaba, especialmente cuando llegas canzado, sin animos de nada y no day nadie para hablar de eso, y te das cuanto del gran apoyo que eran tus padres. Lo que a uno le molestaba de ellos es lo que le falta ahora, todo se reduce al querer llegar a tu hogar y sentirte como en casa. Que desdicha de los que no supimos valorar lo que teniamos y de un momento a otro no damos cuenta de lo importante de eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero llegar a mi casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-2221074042264492610?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2221074042264492610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=2221074042264492610' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2221074042264492610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2221074042264492610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2011/05/solo-con-mi-sombra.html' title='Solo con mi sombra'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7615404323969822981</id><published>2011-05-14T11:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T11:43:45.646-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='odio'/><title type='text'>¿Que odias?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Odio el calor, odio que me pregunten mucho, odio hacerme mas viejo con ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; día que pasa, odio el verano, odio las sopas, odio las multitudes, odio mi inseguridad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;dio saber que no hay nada mas que decir, odio mi poca &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;capacidad de socializar, odio darme cuenta que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;yo fui el del problema, odio que me pregunten ¿estas enojado?, odio que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;las cosas no salgan como las planifique, odio no estar en mi casa, odio ir a comprar pan, odio ir a donde nadie conozco, odio que me roben mis palabras,&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; me odio&lt;/span&gt;,odio que me copien, odio perder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;poco a poco los recuerdo, odio el silencio incomodo, odio los baños públicos, odio mi personalidad, dormir y despertar con falsas esperanzas, odio dormir con calcetines, odio saber que con el tipo lo voy perdiendo todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7615404323969822981?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7615404323969822981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7615404323969822981' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7615404323969822981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7615404323969822981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2011/05/odio.html' title='¿Que odias?'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-791605916181357849</id><published>2010-12-05T21:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:03:27.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Otra vez la maltita espina galopando en el interior de mi GRAN herida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-791605916181357849?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/791605916181357849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=791605916181357849' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/791605916181357849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/791605916181357849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/12/otra-vez-la-maltita-espina-galopando-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-9046372850317966512</id><published>2010-12-05T21:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T22:02:03.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;TODO prodria estar peor ¿o lo esta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-9046372850317966512?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/9046372850317966512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=9046372850317966512' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/9046372850317966512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/9046372850317966512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/12/todo-prodria-estar-peor-o-lo-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7881655456072653466</id><published>2010-09-30T08:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:08:11.741-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Preguntas que no me deja dormir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)font-family:arial;" &gt;Si dicen que los curaos y los niños no mienten entonses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,102,102)font-family:arial;" &gt;¿un niño que este curao me dira la fecha del fin del mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7881655456072653466?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7881655456072653466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7881655456072653466' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7881655456072653466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7881655456072653466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/09/si-dicen-que-los-curaos-y-los-ninos-no.html' title='Preguntas que no me deja dormir'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-5225713319425330730</id><published>2010-02-25T15:33:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T16:03:38.902-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internets'/><title type='text'>Room Escape Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Esta vez no les traigo una vivencias loca de mi vida o frases que permutan sin sentido. Viajando por la maravillosa Internet me vi envuelto en una pagina que no se como la encontré, pero que capto mi atención casi instantáneamente, cada vez que jugaba quería mas y mas, como una droga, mi droga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Este juego se trata de salir de un cuarto, el cual tiene varios acertijos y objetos que te ayudaran a salir. (claro, la solución también se encuentra en la internetsss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;les dejo la dificultad y los link de los juegos (no pude subir fotos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/switch_play.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Switch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dificultad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/sphere_play.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Sphere                                            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dificultad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/rgb_play.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;RGB                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dificultad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/r2.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Lights                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dificultad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/vision_play.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Dificultad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" src="http://neutralxe.net/esc/images/s2.gif" width="12" height="11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hay mas juegos, (tres mas) pero puse los que mas me gustaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://neutralxe.net/esc/index.html"&gt;Neutral's Room Escape Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-5225713319425330730?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5225713319425330730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=5225713319425330730' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/5225713319425330730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/5225713319425330730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/room-escape-games.html' title='Room Escape Games'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-774508757092094936</id><published>2010-02-19T15:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:12:30.524-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critica a la vida'/><title type='text'>¿Tu lugar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Si te dijera que el paraíso no es mas que un estado psicológico ¿me creerías?&lt;br /&gt;Si, así es, viéndolo desde mi punto de vista eso a lo que llaman paraíso es tan solo una sensación que esta en el subconsciente colectivo de las personas. Si estas con las personas que quieres, tu fuente económica te satisface todas tus necesidades y gustos (pero ojo! con esto, ya que hay personas que no tienen mucho e igual son felices), tu estado psicológico se mantiene normal y sobre todo estas feliz, entonces estas en tu paraíso, ya que todo lugar que va a parecer hermoso e ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora, la pregunta es... ¿estas en tu paraíso?&lt;br /&gt;¿Yo? no... Lamentablemente no, no estoy en mi paraíso, aunque un tiempo lo estuve pero eso creo que fue hace mucho tiempo, no me acuerdo mucho, el tiempo a pisoteado mis recuerdos unas vez mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-774508757092094936?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/774508757092094936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=774508757092094936' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/774508757092094936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/774508757092094936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/tu-lugar_19.html' title='¿Tu lugar?'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-6246401797954428157</id><published>2010-02-14T15:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:57:29.153-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critica a la vida'/><title type='text'>¿Que significado tiene para ti el 14 de febrero?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Mirándolo de punto de vista objetivo, es solo un día dedicado al comercio y a lo señores capitalistas para que sus bolsillos rebalsen en papel verde, crudamente eso, pero para la sociedad este día lo relaciona con el amor que se tiene uno al otro, que no se demuestran en todo el año y que esperan a este día para ponerse "románticos", si sabiendo que pueden hacerlo todos los días del año, ¿para que enfrascarse en un solo día del año?. El materialismo se apodera de las tiendas comerciales y los Mall, la gente se vuelve loca por buscar un chocolate o un peluche (el mas caro, obvió, sino no te ama).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Para mi, este día no significa mucho (debe ser por que ahora estoy solo), creo que lamentablemente la sociedad te lo imponen de una u otra manera, ya que si no celebra este día  de etiqueta de "amargado", fome, desinteresado y muchas otras cosas que podría seguir diciendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Acabo de salir y se siente extraño ver a las pareja feliz con una rosa en la mano, me pongo a pensar en ese momento ¿he olvidado lo que sentía en esa ocasión?, solo al ver me entra la querida y dolorosa soledad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;En conclusión, aunque no me guste celebrar esta ocasión, que daría por pasarlo acompañado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-6246401797954428157?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6246401797954428157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=6246401797954428157' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6246401797954428157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6246401797954428157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/02/que-significado-tiene-par-ti-el-14-de.html' title='¿Que significado tiene para ti el 14 de febrero?'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-678042829634413183</id><published>2010-01-17T18:07:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:52:44.278-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Fragil memoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Todo lo recordado va desapareciendo de a poco, se va evaporando de mi mente dejándola seca de felicidad perdida, a pesar de que algunos de estos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flashback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; son dolorosos aun no me siento preparado para perderlos. Quizás sea porque me he convertido en un adicto al dolor psicológico, cada vez necesito una dosis mas fuerte para poder seguir adelante y sentirme tranquilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;El dolor me invade al saber que es inevitable que estos recuerdo se pierdan, con esto, ya solo me queda saborear lo poco que me queda y mirar asía adelante, saber que me esperan mas cosas (dolores) que me puedan seguir alimentado esta adicción.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-678042829634413183?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/678042829634413183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=678042829634413183' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/678042829634413183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/678042829634413183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2010/01/fragil-memoria.html' title='Fragil memoria'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-8178280559204157617</id><published>2009-12-18T19:37:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:53:22.707-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Quisas un ultimo respiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;El nerviosismo se incorpora a mi ser provocando una desesperación de que no se puede soportar, pensar solo el hecho de querer que abandonar las cosas que he hecho acá, aun tengo cosas pendientes en este lugar antes de irme... realmente solo el tiempo decidirá por mi, no puedo hacerme falsas esperanzas si se no que puede hacer mas que eso en el momento dado de esas malditas dos horas y media de tortura y desesperación. NO ME QUIERO MARCHAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Y todo esto se revelara en unos cuantos días, en el mismo instante que recuedo esa situación me ahogo en miedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-8178280559204157617?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8178280559204157617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=8178280559204157617' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/8178280559204157617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/8178280559204157617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/quisas-un-ultimo-respiro.html' title='Quisas un ultimo respiro'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-2222622635229839858</id><published>2009-12-04T22:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:53:33.724-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Caminabas tranquilo sin saber lo que te esperaba mas adelante, que te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" &gt;haría&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; paralizar y recordar todo en un segundo. Siempre pensado y queriendo que pase ese momento, pero que al instante dado no supiste como reaccionar, fue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" &gt;estúpido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; de tu parte, tanto lo metalizaste y no reaccionaste a nada, solo le "devolviste" un gesto. ¿Como?¿por que? Aun no lo sabemos, seguro que ahora te arrepientes de lo que hiciste, pero ya no hay vuelta a tras,  solo te queda esperar una nueva oportunidad en distinta y mejor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" &gt;situación&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-2222622635229839858?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2222622635229839858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=2222622635229839858' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2222622635229839858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2222622635229839858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/12/caminabas-tranquilo-sin-saber-lo-que-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7151167402079976839</id><published>2009-11-07T15:17:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:46:14.327-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Viernes 6 de Noviembre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Despertador 6.50 am, puta la wea se me olvido apagar el despertador, 10.30 am levantarse, café y pan con matequilla, Tv, almuerzo, Pc, blog... , Cs, Mamá: Te buscan... parece, hola Manuel, hola Roly, pa que avisan que vienen ¬¬, esperence gano esta y les paso el pc, bla bla bla, y el David?, Toc toc, hola David, bla bla bla, celular Manuel, Manuel: ya cabros me voy, vamo pal jumbo pa comprar alguna cosa para comer, ¿que compramos?, papas, jugos, doritos, cabritas, ketchup, bla bla bla, Caja: te faltan $200, ¿cabros quien tiene mas plata?, casa, bla bla bla, uta vale por ayudar ¬¬, visita indeseable, mejor vamonos pa la cosina a comer, bla bla bla, wn esconde la chela, ctm ya no quiero mas papas con ketchup, bla bla bla, xaela cabros, pc, blog, uff, cama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7151167402079976839?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7151167402079976839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7151167402079976839' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7151167402079976839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7151167402079976839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/11/viernes-7-de-noviembre.html' title='Viernes 6 de Noviembre'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-3997527288382301990</id><published>2009-10-15T23:30:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:54:02.849-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>19 años</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Se supone que hoy es un gran día pero yo no siento así, mas bien como cualquier día normal, solo otro día de la rutina. Generalmente a uno le gusta pasar con muchos amigos este día tan especial pero a mi no, me gusta pasarlo en familia (padres y hermanos), quisas sea por que soy un poco antisocial, que no me gusta pasarlo con mucha gente, también por eso sea que tengo pocos conocidos, no me interesa ir por la vida "jugando" a quien tiene mas amigos (que varias personas que conozco tienen ese pensamiento y me apesta, me desagrada saber que su vida se reduce solo a eso, sin tratar de dedicarse a otras cosas individuales), no soy de esas personas que anda desesperado por conocer mujeres (caso de una persona que conozco), lo encuentro monótona ese tipo de vida sin aprendizaje, que solo se concentra en el placer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¡Hey espera! estaba hablando de lo que me gusta hacer en mi cumpleaños y todo se desvió por la ruta alterna de mis pensamientos... pero me sirvió para dejar un poco claro lo que siento con relación a esas personas que desagradan, en otro momento seguiré escribiendo de este tema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hey tú, lolito... al que iba dirigido una parte de este tema, ya sabes los que pienso de ti, asi que si te sientes identificado, hablemos mas de este tema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Volviendo al tema del titulo, son 19 años! no quiero cumplir mas años... quisiera seguir siendo el pendejo de 15 años que fui algún día... con esa inocencia algún vez tuve. Mi cumpleaños nº 18 nunca quise que llegara. NO QUIERO CUMPLIR MAS AÑOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;La responsabilidad cae sobre mis hombros cada año que pasa y la juventud se despide de mi cuerpo (que extraño hablar así como si tuviera mas de 60... si tan solo tengo 19 años...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-3997527288382301990?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3997527288382301990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=3997527288382301990' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3997527288382301990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3997527288382301990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/10/19-anos.html' title='19 años'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-1045080302270706808</id><published>2009-10-06T18:57:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:54:25.238-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Desmotivacion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Martes 06/10/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;11:18 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt;              Clase de física&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Para variar estoy aburrido y con sueño, mi compañero de puesto me habla de programas de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tv&lt;/span&gt; y yo finjo que lo escucho (mis dos únicas respuesta a su conversión son... "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mmmnnn&lt;/span&gt;..." y "aja"). Se que es de malo fingir escuchar a alguien, pero en este momento no ando con ganas de una conversión, me centro en escribir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Desde las vacaciones de invierno que mis animos andan bajos, no tengo ganas de hacer nada, siento esa flojera pegada en mi "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;esparda&lt;/span&gt;" y no me motiva a hacer nada. Hace semanas que me propuse escribir de nuevo pero no me ha nació el sentimiento de escribir (aun no se el por que), también siempre me propongo estudiar, pero en el momento dado nunca llega, y cuando me siento listo para estudiar ya es muy tarde, que estúpido de mi parte proponerme algo y no hacerlo. (siempre dejo muchos proyecto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;inconcluso&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Siento que el tiempo me abandona, que se escurre entre mis dedos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;¡Tengo a hacer algo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Escrito en clases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-1045080302270706808?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1045080302270706808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=1045080302270706808' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/1045080302270706808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/1045080302270706808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/10/desmotivacion.html' title='Desmotivacion'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7660376675892929446</id><published>2009-09-02T17:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:25:25.354-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Una rapida reaccion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ayer mientras caminaba devuelta hacia mi hogar, el aire se sentía frió y melancólico como de costumbre, llegue a divisar una silueta a lo lejos de una persona que pasaba en una micro y sin pensar en mas mi cuello rotó para seguir mirando a esa persona, no pude prever que mi cuello girar así &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;de repente&lt;/span&gt;, tan solo fue de instinto, no lo pensé... solo reaccione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Es extraño esto, nunca antes me había pasado con nada ni con nadie, que extraño fue volver a recordar cierta circunstancias en cuestión de segundo, todo fue como un efecto domino, desencadenado un reacción en cadena de recuerdos, sensaciones y sentimientos olvidados por el pasar del tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7660376675892929446?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7660376675892929446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7660376675892929446' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7660376675892929446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7660376675892929446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/09/una-rapiada-reaccion.html' title='Una rapida reaccion'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-6068214981898575099</id><published>2009-08-23T18:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:54:58.130-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop motion'/><title type='text'>El arte me persigue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uka6OpPSlk&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4uka6OpPSlk&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;60 Triangilos equilateros, cada angualo interior tiene 60º&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ordenados " un pentagono en medio de hexagonos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-6068214981898575099?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6068214981898575099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=6068214981898575099' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6068214981898575099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6068214981898575099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/08/el-arte-me-persigue.html' title='El arte me persigue!'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-2069968586587213815</id><published>2009-07-05T01:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:11.778-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Sonador Empedernido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SlA9V2qlyuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_sebFx1JDc0/s1600-h/recuerdos4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SlA9V2qlyuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_sebFx1JDc0/s200/recuerdos4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354847402604219106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Un recuerdo, un sueño.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;creo que recién me he dado cuenta que sueño despierto, en cualquier lugar, en cualquier ocasión&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;viajo a otro tiempo, que me hace sentir bien aunque sea por un momento, pero son tan solo recuerdos, no sueños. Se difumina mi realidad con estas marchitas visiones de antaño, que permutan en otra dimensión que al fin y al cabo es tan solo un recuerdo que me hace tropezar una y otra vez como si no hubiera fin. Me he vuelto dependiente de mis recuerdos y los llevo con migo como si fuera mi realidad, que al pensar o hacer otras cosas siento que traiciono a estos recuerdos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Me lo tengo que grabar en mi estrecha mente, "son solo recuerdos" y nada mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;"Me olvido del olvido cuando recuerdo de todo lo vivido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-2069968586587213815?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2069968586587213815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=2069968586587213815' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2069968586587213815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2069968586587213815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/07/sonador-empedernido.html' title='Sonador Empedernido'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SlA9V2qlyuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_sebFx1JDc0/s72-c/recuerdos4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-9004529355058872918</id><published>2009-06-27T13:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:25.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios Jackson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SkZclt2HpFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sIDUmBLfyqM/s1600-h/218320008_9ce6d0df5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SkZclt2HpFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sIDUmBLfyqM/s200/218320008_9ce6d0df5d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352067010207917138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Como escuche por ahi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Muere un Idolo, pero nace una Leyenda"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Una gran estrella abandona el mundo de los mortales,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;para quedarse por siempre en el recuerdo colectivo de todas las persona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;quienes lo admiramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Adios Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;descanza junto James Brown en el cielo Funk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Un podcast en tributo a Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="meta=http://www.podcaster.cl/get_podcast?id=12863" wmode="transparent" quality="high" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" name="podplayer" id="podplayer" src="http://www.podcaster.cl/i/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="327" height="62"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-9004529355058872918?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/9004529355058872918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=9004529355058872918' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/9004529355058872918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/9004529355058872918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/06/adios-jackson.html' title='Adios Jackson!'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SkZclt2HpFI/AAAAAAAAAGE/sIDUmBLfyqM/s72-c/218320008_9ce6d0df5d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-8380205467599683879</id><published>2009-06-04T21:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:35.262-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Tiempo Fugaz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¡ Hoy me di cuenta que ya ha paso medio año !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;recien ahora me doy cuenta de lo que tan rapido pasan los dias, sin darme cuenta ya estamos en junio. Estos de los dias fugaces nunca me habia pasado, o quisas nunca lo tome encuenta, tal vez tan solo vivia el dia sin darme cuenta del tiempo, pero ahora que ya egrese del colegion siento que los dias se a cortan, apesar de que tengo mas tiempo libre (tal vez sea por eso).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¡Que desperdico de tiempo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Necesito hacer algo productivo en la vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;...buscar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-8380205467599683879?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/8380205467599683879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=8380205467599683879' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/8380205467599683879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/8380205467599683879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/06/tiempo-fugaz.html' title='Tiempo Fugaz!'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-280319680279755963</id><published>2009-05-29T23:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:46.150-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Mi Otoño</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SiCs445VUcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8MCkwaEGE7o/s1600-h/frio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SiCs445VUcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8MCkwaEGE7o/s200/frio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341459251406918082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;llego el frió, algunos dirán: "brrr... llego el frió que lata"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pero yo: "brrr... al fin se acabo el verano"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aun no se por que sera que me gusta tanto el frió del otoño, ¿sera por el aire melancólico que se respira al caminar por las calles?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;es inexplicable la sensación que me produce la bruma de las mañanas al caer en mi cara, que hace sentir que estoy vivo y seguir respirando.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sentir el olor del café con el frió en el ambiente me anestesian todos los sentidos y recuerdos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;y al fin puedo dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-280319680279755963?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/280319680279755963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=280319680279755963' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/280319680279755963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/280319680279755963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/05/mi-otono.html' title='Mi Otoño'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SiCs445VUcI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8MCkwaEGE7o/s72-c/frio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-2429414286233930310</id><published>2009-04-26T00:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:55:57.013-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Esencias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;El otro día salí de casa como de costumbre, llegue a mi lugar de estudio, dispuesto a dar un ensayo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;tenso en la sala de clases... sentí un aroma, una esencia que me hiso recordar viejos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; tiempos de antaño con sabor a melancolía pero amargo y dulce a la vez, que me tranquilizo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;, me elevo volátil, liviano, simple, como una fina y dulce drogra que me hiso sentir bien toda la tarde, mas que dormir todo el día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;. No se como me habrá llevado a todo esto... pero me hiso sentir, me hiso expeler todas las imagenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; del pasado que creí haber olvidado... esto siempre me pasa con todos los olores, me hacen recuerdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt; a una etapa en mi vida que ha pasado... me he dado cuenta de la importancia de los olores en mis recuerdos... que me hacen elevarme con mis recuerdos... y tan solo dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;y seguir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¿Pero habra un aroma que me haga olvidar todo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-2429414286233930310?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/2429414286233930310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=2429414286233930310' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2429414286233930310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/2429414286233930310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/04/esencias.html' title='Esencias'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-4012342614358289501</id><published>2009-04-06T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:35:04.880-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop motion'/><title type='text'>Arte en Papel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Er2yov89sKQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Er2yov89sKQ&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mi arte... mi filosofia, mi vida..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;y pensar q me demore 3 horas en hacer algo q tan solo dura 30 segundos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-4012342614358289501?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4012342614358289501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=4012342614358289501' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4012342614358289501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4012342614358289501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/04/arte-en-papel.html' title='Arte en Papel!'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-5055335970835767144</id><published>2009-03-17T18:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:32:08.599-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><title type='text'>Mi Droga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/ScAgXWJRX4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gb_vEXPsBuo/s1600-h/mi+droga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/ScAgXWJRX4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/gb_vEXPsBuo/s320/mi+droga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314283145750732674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Si alguna vez muero...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;                     Que sea de sobredosis"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;      Como se dice por ahi, "de cancer a los dedos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-5055335970835767144?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/5055335970835767144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrKGc4PoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/i0zj128-lmc/s1600-h/%5B%21%5D004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrKGc4PoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/i0zj128-lmc/s320/%5B%21%5D004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299728682782834306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrKNOLMuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PUBbPVBVu5g/s1600-h/%5B%21%5D000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrKNOLMuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/PUBbPVBVu5g/s320/%5B%21%5D000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299728684600210146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrJ3ahRkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S89IxHLAOqk/s1600-h/%5B%21%5D007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrJ3ahRkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/S89IxHLAOqk/s320/%5B%21%5D007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299728678746408514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrJy3JkhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w7ASoAwl4LI/s1600-h/P2040051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrJy3JkhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/w7ASoAwl4LI/s320/P2040051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299728677524312594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7764555598804177514?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7764555598804177514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7764555598804177514' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7764555598804177514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7764555598804177514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/02/algo-de-arte.html' title='Algo de arte'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SYxrKFqC2CI/AAAAAAAAAFc/W4_bvjKiySk/s72-c/P1280049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-5484971479507351928</id><published>2009-01-19T14:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:32:59.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><title type='text'>Smiling addiccion : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X5JaXoy_5Ic&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X5JaXoy_5Ic&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Happiness is the absence of commence sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;a smoking gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;everything will be just fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;just bite your lip and close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;there are no walls there is no hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;drink to forget what you’ve seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;this life is just a dream with candy all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;got a smiling addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;smiling addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;treat your smiling addiction today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Say goodbye to all your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;and feel alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;the feeling is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;got your ??? of the heart in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;it’s but a gift for the leading ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;why should we change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;when we’ve got no will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;drink to forget what you’ve seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;this life is just a dream with candy all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;got a smiling addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;smiling addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;treat your smiling addiction today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cortometraje!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-5484971479507351928?l=shapalala.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/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-4191284313746067445</id><published>2009-01-12T13:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:38:00.328-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stencil'/><title type='text'>Entiendes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SWtwk28LFUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fOaMXFMyp7g/s1600-h/%5B%21%5D002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SWtwk28LFUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fOaMXFMyp7g/s320/%5B%21%5D002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290445965802280258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Entiendes cuando te hablo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Entiendes cuando yo entiendo de tu ententerder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;al entender te entiendo que me entiendes todo mi entender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;¿Me entiendes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-4191284313746067445?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4191284313746067445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=4191284313746067445' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4191284313746067445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4191284313746067445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/01/entiendes.html' title='Entiendes?'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SWtwk28LFUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fOaMXFMyp7g/s72-c/%5B%21%5D002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-326591198383299656</id><published>2009-01-09T11:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:52:52.596-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Hoy como todos los dias me desperte temprano, pero con un sabor amargo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¿que será?¿por que será? puaggg... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;sintiendome con ese aire melancolico que no puedo evitar sentir, que no lo puedo predecir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;creo que fue un sueño y me hiso compreder que solo fue un sueño... tan solo un sueño&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero que al transcurso del dia... me segui sintiendo igual, igual como hace algunos meses atras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;que extraño fue eso, volver a sentir lo mismo de hace tiempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;que extraño soy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;aahh-- que daria por sacarme este sabor amargo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;creo que me seguira por un largo tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;pero apesar de todo... me desperte feliz, y aun no se por que.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-326591198383299656?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/326591198383299656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=326591198383299656' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/326591198383299656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/326591198383299656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/01/hoy-como-todos-los-dias-me-desperte.html' title=''/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-180873199128141568</id><published>2009-01-01T21:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:54:33.957-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>2009!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;oh... ya es año nuevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¿cuando paso? que no me di cuenta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ya se fueron esos momentos de tristeza y felicidad que dejamos en el año 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;se dejo atraz a personas, a etapas y a muchos momentos que quedaran en el recuerdo colectivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;de la gente q lo vivio...  ¿vivio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;ojala que este año sea uno de los mejores... que no haigan tantos tropiesos como el año pasado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;bueno... darles mis felicitaciones por haber pasado el año y seguir con vida para poder sentir lo que se viene el 2009 y todas esas cosas (muchas de esas que son tonteras sin sentimientos) que dicen al fin de año.. que me da flojera escribir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;a cada persona que vea este blog (que no creo que sea mucha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;y eso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-180873199128141568?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/180873199128141568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=180873199128141568' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/180873199128141568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/180873199128141568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009!!!'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-6232857606641557066</id><published>2008-12-27T22:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:49:15.050-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Mi Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SVbW_VnKb9I/AAAAAAAAADw/6JbtoNaNTXc/s1600-h/decision.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SVbW_VnKb9I/AAAAAAAAADw/6JbtoNaNTXc/s320/decision.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284647596387364818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Decision que confunde y me deja a la deriva de la inseguridad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;como ya es normal en mi, y no deja tomar alguna alternativa &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Maldita decision que no puedo disernir entre mi conveniencia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿podre decidirme? ¿acaso la mejor salida será dejar todo? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Por que mierda me pasa siempre esto con todas mis decisiones? y muchas de ella no he podido tomar y me he quedado en el sabor amargo del la impotencia a no hacer nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;¡Oh!... ¿¿será siempre asi??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;¿Haré algo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-6232857606641557066?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SVbW_VnKb9I/AAAAAAAAADw/6JbtoNaNTXc/s72-c/decision.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-1596969004195079554</id><published>2008-12-15T19:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T17:47:58.003-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensaciones unicas'/><title type='text'>SuspendidoEnElVacio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SUbhNstH9VI/AAAAAAAAADg/TdJdVN9E5sI/s1600-h/CoNvErSe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SUbhNstH9VI/AAAAAAAAADg/TdJdVN9E5sI/s320/CoNvErSe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280155238593459538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;Mis pies en el vacio... sin poder avansar ni retroceder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;en un estado de recilencia momentanea... de sublimacion fisica &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;sin poder actuar del todo, suspendido de acciones y reaciones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;sin tiempo de pensar en algo que me lleve a despertar algun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" &gt;sentido anestesiado por el el aire melancolico un adios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sin despedida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-1596969004195079554?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/1596969004195079554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=1596969004195079554' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/1596969004195079554'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SUHuPojfxkI/AAAAAAAAADI/JtGURsQp8Dw/s72-c/Sacalodetubolsillo%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7951341776284497329</id><published>2008-11-29T10:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:36:42.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stop motion'/><title type='text'>Stop Motion</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBjLW5_dGAM&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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etapas... se terminan ocasiones, se terminan un ciclo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Creo que es como volver a empezar todo de nuevo... pero con mas obstaculos en nuestro camino, ya todo se acabo para algunos,  tan  solo queda la esperanza de revivir aquellos momentos de alegria con simples recuerdos que nos harán seguir adelante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;¿Será el olvido quien nos ayude a continuar? - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"me olvido del olvido cuando pienzo en todo lo vivido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dejaremos personas que no nos hicieron bien... dejaremos "amigos" que solo nos hicieron reir y nada mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Empieza otro mundo, con otras persona (quisas mejores o peores que las que hemos dejado atras). Ya solo queda seguir, adelante mirando al frente venga lo que venga... venga quien venga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- a algunos... gracias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-6294143948487086745?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/6294143948487086745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=6294143948487086745' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6294143948487086745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/6294143948487086745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2008/11/aahaha.html' title='Una de cuantas etapas...'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-3685580502857932425</id><published>2008-11-16T21:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:56:41.922-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Mi Espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SSC9qyc76OI/AAAAAAAAABo/eGMDJoTnSSk/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SSC9qyc76OI/AAAAAAAAABo/eGMDJoTnSSk/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269420106818775266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;y aquí estoy de nuevo... frente al computador, mientas escucho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;la buena música [JupiTer JacK]... y me pongo a escribir&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;En fin... me he puesto a pensar y digo...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"¿por que siempre me siento a esperar?"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;que estupidez de mi parte .. y no salir a buscar lo que quiero y anelo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;en esta vida...&lt;br /&gt;pero al proponerme lo no se inmuta mi alma para hacer algo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;productivo para mi bien y sentirme libre en el alma...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;me entra la desesperacion al saber que tiempo corre y no se detiene, sin poder hacer lo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;que deseo,&lt;br /&gt;algo extraño corre mi cuerpo cuando pienso todo lo vivido y desperdiciado&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;por la espera que me caracteriza y no me deja actuar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;al son de la vida. mientras espero todo llegue a mis pies sin ninguna dificultad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin gracia,&lt;br /&gt;sin locura,&lt;br /&gt;sin vida...&lt;br /&gt;que incoherenete de mi parte...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;ojala que esta espera no me mate...&lt;br /&gt;y me deje actuar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;sin remordimientos de lo amargo de la&lt;br /&gt;espera agonizante &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;que me provoca...&lt;br /&gt;al alcanzar lo prometido mi espera habra de&lt;br /&gt;terminar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-3685580502857932425?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/3685580502857932425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=3685580502857932425' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3685580502857932425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/3685580502857932425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2008/11/mi-espera.html' title='Mi Espera'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SSC9qyc76OI/AAAAAAAAABo/eGMDJoTnSSk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-5475369615487493052</id><published>2008-11-02T17:54:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T19:35:09.247-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte grafico'/><title type='text'>ForMulas de LoGotipos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SQ4T1ph7TKI/AAAAAAAAABg/hIDv8sQezwA/s1600-h/Unilever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Sumido en pensamientos adversos que se confunde con la realidad, induciendo a un sueño lucido de recuerdos confusos y fantasías irónicas que hacen olvidar toda realidad presente en este mundo, pero que al despertar y tomar conciencia de la realidad deja un amargo sabor de detalles inolvidables que perforan lentamente el alma…como mil agujas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-4124450350146501303?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4124450350146501303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=4124450350146501303' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4124450350146501303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4124450350146501303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2008/10/algo-en-que-pensar.html' title='Algo en que penSar...'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-7811108979784215677</id><published>2008-10-16T19:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:57:03.238-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espasmos de vida'/><title type='text'>Pensamiendo difusos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SPfNyrG6k3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ytQg9Qap9Ow/s1600-h/as0x.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SPfNyrG6k3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ytQg9Qap9Ow/s320/as0x.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257897360427225970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He estado ultimamente. alejado de toda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;esta tecnologia reflexionando sobre la vida. y m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;is andansas &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;por el mundo. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tantas cosas que me han pasado . me han hecho cambiar mi modo de ser, mi forma de vivir y hasta mi forma de pensar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;por eso estoy tan alejado de todo. y de todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;¿¿por que sera que ya no me gustan las mismas cosas de antes??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ya esas cosas ya no significan lo mismo que fue en el ayer.   ¿¿por que será??&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puajjj... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Odio sentirme como me siento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;odio en el momento en que me encuentro.--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sin porder hacer nada de lo que pienso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;odio los dias. como hoy...  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sin nada que pedir y sin nada para dar.  Sin nada que perder y sin nada que ganar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;odio estos dias. aun no entiendo... aun no me entiendo .. por que sera que en estos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dias cambio tan rapidamente mi estado de animo.. sera por que estare loco???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sera algun tipo de esquizofrenia... ?? algo raro que me pasa solo a mi??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;aun no me entiendo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tan solo quiero buscar de la paz conmigo mismo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo esto me a cambiado en tan solo un año&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tan solo en un misero y corto año...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;... que extraña es esta vida ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-7811108979784215677?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/7811108979784215677/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=7811108979784215677' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7811108979784215677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/7811108979784215677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2008/10/pensamiendo-difusos.html' title='Pensamiendo difusos'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQCErkV-Jyc/SPfNyrG6k3I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ytQg9Qap9Ow/s72-c/as0x.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4935219404502125143.post-4786528582505497068</id><published>2008-10-13T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T18:43:03.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No se desesperen..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Todavia esta en construccion.. y mantenimiendo-...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-si eres una persona de mente abierta..&lt;br /&gt;-si crees en el don de la palabra&lt;br /&gt;-si crees que con tu arte combiaras al mundo&lt;br /&gt;-y si te gusta el arte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este es tu blogg..&lt;br /&gt;asi que..... ¡No digas que no te avisamo Michelle!&lt;br /&gt;este blog esta abierto para toda persona&lt;br /&gt;con imagicion y amor al arte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Por Rodrigo Villarroel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4935219404502125143-4786528582505497068?l=shapalala.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/feeds/4786528582505497068/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4935219404502125143&amp;postID=4786528582505497068' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4786528582505497068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4935219404502125143/posts/default/4786528582505497068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shapalala.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-se-desesperen.html' title='No se desesperen..'/><author><name>Rorro!~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16258769764324257824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2lECdOc7rQ/TriM6ZCMafI/AAAAAAAAAJw/U5ZNmLxxj3g/s220/P4180342.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
