<?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-2807162266546639971</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:36:36.767-07:00</updated><category term='Moby'/><category term='For the image visit: www.kartoen.com'/><category term='music'/><category term='ElifKarakoc'/><category term='kartoen.be'/><category term='Dreams by the Cramberries'/><category term='You can fin the story in YOUTUBE'/><category term='Lyrics by Norah Jones'/><category term='Mistake'/><category term='Toi et Moi by Zero Noël'/><category term='Diego Lozano'/><title type='text'>Sin Nombre</title><subtitle type='html'>Dal&amp;#39;s crafty &amp;amp; personal blog</subtitle><link 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poro a poro tus muslos,&lt;br /&gt;mientras me escabullo entre tus piernas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se quema el desayuno, dices; pero no importa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2289813339093543679?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2289813339093543679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2289813339093543679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2289813339093543679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2289813339093543679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/08/un-delgado-hilo-de-agua-cayendo-al.html' title=''/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7951769380475935629</id><published>2010-08-17T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T15:57:31.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling blue!!!</title><content type='html'>No me da igual que te sea indiferente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me da igual que estés tan lejos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me da igual....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm not okay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;question c'est &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;voulez-vous???&lt;/strong&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/2807162266546639971-4685397404432526633?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4685397404432526633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4685397404432526633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4685397404432526633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4685397404432526633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/08/voulez-vous.html' title='Voulez-vous???'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5876288734032558397</id><published>2010-08-09T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:05:12.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitivamente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoy me siento sexy ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5876288734032558397?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5876288734032558397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5876288734032558397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5876288734032558397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5876288734032558397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/08/definitivamente.html' title='Definitivamente...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3062343174282585015</id><published>2010-08-09T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:03:38.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toi et Moi by Zero Noël'/><title type='text'>Toi et Moi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toi Et Moi (You And Me )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quand je t'ai vu la première fois&lt;br /&gt;J'ai bien su que c'était toi&lt;br /&gt;Que j'ai cherché toutes ces années&lt;br /&gt;Et c'est toi qui m'as trouvé&lt;br /&gt;Et depuis dans tes bras&lt;br /&gt;J'oublie tout autour de moi&lt;br /&gt;Si tu veux nous deux, ensemble pour toujours&lt;br /&gt;Toi et moi..... toi et mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et quand tu n'es pas là, je pense à toi&lt;br /&gt;Tout le temps je t'attends avec impatience&lt;br /&gt;J'ouvre les yeux, je t'entends parler&lt;br /&gt;Je dois sourire, mon être s'arrête&lt;br /&gt;Je ne veux plus être un seul jour sans toi&lt;br /&gt;Une semaine, tu ne partirais pas&lt;br /&gt;Si tu veux nous deux, ensemble pour toujours&lt;br /&gt;Toi et moi Toi et moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sxo04pvPSUg&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sxo04pvPSUg&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3062343174282585015?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3062343174282585015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3062343174282585015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3062343174282585015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3062343174282585015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/08/toi-et-moi.html' title='Toi et Moi'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4719140329204557395</id><published>2010-07-12T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:11:08.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams by the Cramberries'/><title type='text'>DREAMS</title><content type='html'>I know I've felt like this before, but now I'm feeling it even more,&lt;br /&gt;Because it came from you.&lt;br /&gt;And then I open up and see the person falling here is me,&lt;br /&gt;A different way to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;You're what I couldn't find.&lt;br /&gt;A totally amazing mind, so understanding and so kind;&lt;br /&gt;You're everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;It's never quite as it seems,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you're a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to me,&lt;br /&gt;Dream to me&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DO LOVE YOU... YOU MEAN A LOT TO ME...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'D JUST LIKE YOU TO BE MORE PRESENT IN MY LIFE,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISS YOU...&lt;/strong&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/2807162266546639971-4719140329204557395?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4719140329204557395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4719140329204557395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4719140329204557395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4719140329204557395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/dreams.html' title='DREAMS'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1634928035272368623</id><published>2010-07-10T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T17:45:51.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muy breve, minúscula lista de algunas cosas que amo:</title><content type='html'>Bailar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combinar queso Filadelfia con Nutella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El aroma de la tierra después de la lluvia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acariciar a mis perros y jugar con ellos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las sábanas nuevas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bailar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La comida Japonesa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tener que arreglarme los domingos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los cuentos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las aves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirar a los ojos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estar en cama en días lluviosos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las novelas de fantasia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los libros de Isabel Allende. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perderme en mi imaginación mientras me dirijo a otro lugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortarme el pelo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminar acompañada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La música suave y con sentido. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminar sola. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comer pan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brindar con mis amigos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El vino &amp; el tequila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar sorpresas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginar historias. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver películas romanticas con mis amigas y llorar... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Éstas son sólo unas cuantas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1634928035272368623?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1634928035272368623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1634928035272368623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1634928035272368623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1634928035272368623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/muy-breve-minuscula-lista-de-algunas.html' title='Muy breve, minúscula lista de algunas cosas que amo:'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5613110436475978411</id><published>2010-07-07T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:05:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya no quiero amarte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero te amo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo...si...te amo.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5613110436475978411?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5613110436475978411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5613110436475978411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5613110436475978411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5613110436475978411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/no.html' title='No...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7180904808201616358</id><published>2010-07-05T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T20:06:18.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Espera...</title><content type='html'>Ella espera. Mira el celular. Lo deja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va al baño, se mira en el espejo y usa un poco de desodorante porque huele “chistoso”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entra en la cocina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busca en el refrigerador. Piensa que es hora de limpiarlo y lavar algunos platos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira el celular y espera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lava platos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espera unos minutos antes de salir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camina al supermercado que no está ni lejos ni cerca de su casa, donde siempre los otros clientes van especialmente sobre arreglados-maquillados-perfumados-vestidos. Compra huevos, pan y leche. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el camino nota que ha olvidado el celular. “Mejor”-se dice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella camina ansiosa por la calle hacia su casa, deja caer la bolsa con sus compras. Un huevo se rompe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierra la puerta, sube rápido las escaleras. Va hacía su cuarto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve el celular: Nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sienta y escribe un mensaje: “Ya no te espero”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo envía. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descorcha una botella de vino, sirve un vaso y bebe sorbos pequeños mientras espera...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7180904808201616358?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7180904808201616358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7180904808201616358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7180904808201616358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7180904808201616358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/nunca-para-siempre.html' title='Espera...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1304230930469078524</id><published>2010-07-04T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T12:42:08.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the radio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is how it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're young until you aren't&lt;br /&gt;You love until you don't&lt;br /&gt;You try until you can't&lt;br /&gt;You laugh until you cry&lt;br /&gt;You cry until you laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone must breathe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1304230930469078524?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1304230930469078524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1304230930469078524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1304230930469078524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1304230930469078524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-radio.html' title='On the radio...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2986979786618754717</id><published>2010-07-02T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:28:40.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics by Norah Jones'/><title type='text'>Not too late...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me how you've been,&lt;br /&gt;Tell what you've seen,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'd like to see me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause my heart is full of no blood,&lt;br /&gt;My cup is full of no love,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't take another sip even if I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not too late,&lt;br /&gt;Not too late for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lungs are out of air,&lt;br /&gt;Yours are holding smoke,&lt;br /&gt;And it's been like that now for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen people try to change,&lt;br /&gt;And I know it isn't easy,&lt;br /&gt;But nothin' worth the time ever really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not too late,&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late for love,&lt;br /&gt;For love,&lt;br /&gt;For love,&lt;br /&gt;For love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBzIdUblOgo&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oBzIdUblOgo&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2986979786618754717?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2986979786618754717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2986979786618754717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2986979786618754717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2986979786618754717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/not-too-late.html' title='Not too late...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8168522987576587322</id><published>2010-07-02T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:26:13.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Often, the many decisions we make, there is no absolution on whether it's right or it's wrong. Many times, it's a gamble. Not knowing what lies ahead, not knowing what the outcome would be, we make the best estimation possible, put our best foot forward and follow our hearts. It is not until a certain time where our decisions have been 'judged', did we fall into the categories of regret or gratitude. No one is spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've picked the chicken burger over the vege salad, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've decided to walk rather than hiring a cab, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've hung out with your guy instead of your girl friends, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've wanted to splurge rather than save up, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've given up your job to be with your family, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've gotten yourself caught in debts over that new property, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've decided to leave everything behind and migrate overseas, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;When you've delayed having a baby over that new job promotion, was it the right choice or the wrong one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time have we spent contemplating each move? Taking into account every pros and cons. Listing them down. Soughting advices from acquaintances. Flipping the coin. Talking to God. And "Ah hah!" Finally. I will go with the burger today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often did we tell ourselves that we have made the right choice, only to fidget and re-think that maybe we, in fact, made the wrong move? Of course it won't matter much if it's a burger or a salad. Cause you could always pick the salad tomorrow if you didn't picked it today. But would you be able to buy another property tomorrow when you've realised that you'd bought the wrong one today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions. So many have been afraid of the aftermath that follows. Afraid that it will lead us to the unexpected. A twist in the events that precautions have not been made. Many have heard themselves expressing, "Sigh! I shouldn't have done this. I should have opted for the other alternative instead". And it is from these that others took reasonable precautions. Afraid of muttering the exact same words themselves. Not intending to follow the footsteps of those caught in the dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it is something that couldn't be avoided. You, somehow, still got to decide on something each passing day. There is no way that you could have known if the decisions made today were the right ones or the wrong ones for the coming future. People changed. Events changed. Circumstances changed. Perceptions changed. There's a possibility that you might not be the person you are today 10 years later, so let alone the decisions made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan. We consider. We look into all aspects. And we just hope for the best. Hope that it was, indeed, the right move. Even if it was the wrong one later on, we would still hope that the effects will not be that severe. That the corrective measures were sufficient to make right the wrongs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8168522987576587322?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8168522987576587322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8168522987576587322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8168522987576587322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8168522987576587322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5242335950053281842</id><published>2010-06-21T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:34:05.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q u i e r o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quiero desahogarme, quiero agarrar al toro por los cuernos, quiero conducir un carro en carretera, quiero aventarme en paracaídas de un rascacielos, quiero tener una tarjeta de crédito, quiero volar, quiero estar contigo, quiero dormir, quiero gritar en medio de la nada, quiero nadar en medio del mar, quiero correr sin parar, quiero retroceder el tiempo, quiero verte otra vez, quiero tomar tu mano una vez más, quiero comer mucho sin engordar, quiero perder 5 kilos que tengo de más, quiero cantar, quiero escribir, quiero bailar, quiero...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                          ¿Querer es poder? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                      Creo que si.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                                                     Esperemos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5242335950053281842?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5242335950053281842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5242335950053281842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5242335950053281842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5242335950053281842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/06/q-u-i-e-r-o.html' title='Q u i e r o'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5308456687387225807</id><published>2010-06-21T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:15:32.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P E S A D I L L A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ay no se si fue pesadilla, pero lo cierto es que desperte desconcertada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora ya no sé si haber dejado mi trabajo en la planta fue lo correcto, si me arrepiento por el dinero, pero estoy tan contenta de haber regresado a CILC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el sueño que tuve anoche, Bob platicaba conmigo, hacía sus tan usuales bromar y después platicabamos... Me quejé, le dí mis verdaderas razones por las que renuncié...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y de nuevo estaba en CILC, hablando con una tipita que me odia jaja... Nunca me ha querido, y tenía junta con la nueva coordinadora... ¿¿¿¡¡había mucho trabajo que hacer!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay Dios, necesito ayuda y mucho dinero jaja... Dinero, dinero, dinero... por qué eres tan importarte en estemundo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin,ya mañana será otro día y espero pronto todo vuelva a la normalidad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5308456687387225807?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5308456687387225807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5308456687387225807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5308456687387225807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5308456687387225807'/><link rel='alternate' 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Finalmente todos los trabajadores de la mina concordaban en que el sonido no era nada normal, y que quizás se hallaban en peligro. Los ruidos que se escuchaban en la mina de carbón “ el atolladero” ,como le llamaban los trabajadores, se hacia cada vez mas fuertes, entonces el capataz decidió hablar con don Artemio, un casi geólogo del pueblo, para saber si algo andaba mal con la excavación. Don Artemio acudió al 'atolladero' y no encontró nada fuera de lo normal, sin embargo afirmo que esos “ruidos” parecían tener sentido, pues se escuchaban en intervalos de tiempo iguales. Entonces se encomendaron a viajar a la ciudad a buscar a un letrado que pudiera dar con la solución.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efrén Baltasar, practicante de logística de excavaciones y Ciro Arguello, jefe del departamento de geólogos de la Universidad Autónoma de…Aceptaron ir en buena gana al sitio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando finalmente arribaron a “el atolladero”, todo parecia marchar de forma regular, como cualquier otra inspeccion, poco despues de una hora Efrén comenzo a escuchar los escandalosos ruidos. Un intenso escalofrio arribo a su cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-¿entonces que? ¿A que se deben esos pinches ruidos que no nos dejan en paz? Pregunto Benito García a Efrén.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-En realidad no son ruidos, dijo titubenado, casi con miedo, es un mensaje…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los ruidos que escucharon los trabajadores de “el atolladero”, era un mensaje compuesto por código Morse, el cual decía lo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ayúdenos por favor, estamos atrapados en el infierno “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego de esto se tomo la decisión de cerrar la mina…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;                                                                                  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Escrito por Jorge Munguía, ex-alumno y amigo.&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/2807162266546639971-7205803038772462325?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5051705271901204354?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5051705271901204354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5051705271901204354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5051705271901204354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5051705271901204354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-jane.html' title='I am Jane...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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it&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm needy just need you to see me&lt;br /&gt;Take me, free me, see through to the core of me&lt;br /&gt;Take me, free me, there will be no more pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am temperamental&lt;br /&gt;And I have imperfections&lt;br /&gt;And I am emotional&lt;br /&gt;I am unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;I am naked&lt;br /&gt;I am vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;I am a woman&lt;br /&gt;I am opening up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me or leave me, just take it or leave it&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I'm needy, just need you to see me&lt;br /&gt;Take me, free me, see through to the core of me&lt;br /&gt;Take me, free me, there will be no more pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I stand before you with my heart in my hands&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking you to take me just the way that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please lay down your arms&lt;br /&gt;Do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel safe from harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just take me, free me, see through to the core of me&lt;br /&gt;Take me, free me, there will be no more pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am temperamental&lt;br /&gt;And I have imperfections&lt;br /&gt;And I am emotional&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no more pretending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uuKNxPxHH8&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1uuKNxPxHH8&amp;hl=es_MX&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-421450514014398245?l=dali-blog.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/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4165333865659998623</id><published>2010-06-17T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:47:55.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J.F.D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You give me LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU are ALL I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-4165333865659998623?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4165333865659998623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-746976160665105024</id><published>2010-06-07T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:41:16.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken for granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't like being taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;I'm too nice for my own good&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agqLRoasWZY&amp;amp;hl=es_MX&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agqLRoasWZY&amp;hl=es_MX&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't waiting for you no more&lt;br /&gt;Go find another fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't waiting for you no more&lt;br /&gt;May I show you the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't waiting for you no more&lt;br /&gt;I ain't missing nothing for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-746976160665105024?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/746976160665105024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=746976160665105024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/746976160665105024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/746976160665105024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/06/taken-for-granted.html' title='Taken for granted'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5912440166271018929</id><published>2010-06-07T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T17:59:56.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>About me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;_______Bests________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. male friend: Roberto, Hugo, Mateo, Diego.&lt;br /&gt;2. female friend: Gise, Yaha, Bere&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Taxco I guess hahaha&lt;br /&gt;4. age:  now... 26&lt;br /&gt;5. memory: Too many to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______Worst________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time of day: 7.00 am cause I gotta get up :S&lt;br /&gt;2. Day of the week: Monday&lt;br /&gt;3. Food: Argentinian steak&lt;br /&gt;4. Memory: Finding out that somebody I care a lot about lied to me :'(&lt;br /&gt;5. Subject: Can't decide...but History I think,well it's boring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;_______Lasts__________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw: My Sis&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk on the phone with: J.F.D.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugged: Gise&lt;br /&gt;4. IM: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______Firsts_________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Car: Renault Clio maybe next year :D&lt;br /&gt;3. First school: Margarita ... something...can't remember&lt;br /&gt;4. Job: Teaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...I just notice that there's no "1" for this seccion lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______Today________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you doing now: Posting something in my blog&lt;br /&gt;2. Tonight: Have everything ready for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;3. Wearing: Pj's &amp;amp; old t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;4. What did you eat for lunch: Steak with red spicy sauce.&lt;br /&gt;5: Better than yesterday: Yip, much better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5912440166271018929?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5912440166271018929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5912440166271018929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5912440166271018929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5912440166271018929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/06/about-me.html' title='About me =)'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-167728015955858306</id><published>2010-06-06T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:57:54.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De regreso :D</title><content type='html'>Pues sí, aquí estoy nuevamente... Cuando inicie a escribir este blog, pensé que sería imposible expresar mis ideas, pensaba que sólo las personas con una vida muyyy interesante podían tener uno, pero no... aquí estoy, aunque debo decir que ahora es más complicado, casi no tengo acceso a internet y tengo poco tiempo para atender mi tan olvidado blog jaja..  Sin embargo, haré un gran esfuerzo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como han podido ver, le he hecho algunos cambios... Ahora mi blog y yo somos diferentes, no soy la misma persona que lo inicio, he pasado por tantas cosas, me perdí y me encontré... me enoje y tuve que encontentarme... sonreí y lloré...ahhhh en fin...tantas cosas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ahora estoy bien, algo perdida aun, pero bien :D Desde hace tres semanas retomé el camino que inicié hace 8 años, y que quiero con todo mi corazón: teaching English. Además de que ahora puedo ver a todosss mis antiguos amigos, ya los extrañaba!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, por hoy eso es todo... Me alegra estar de regreso :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Dal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-167728015955858306?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/167728015955858306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=167728015955858306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/167728015955858306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/167728015955858306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/06/de-regreso-d.html' title='De regreso :D'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2838954233097439032</id><published>2010-01-08T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:28:31.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TU SILENCIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahora estas aqui&lt;br /&gt;Ahora estoy aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abrazame para que piense alguna vez en ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Que el aire es de cristal&lt;br /&gt;Que puede estallar&lt;br /&gt;Que aunque mis labios no hablen&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero devorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2838954233097439032?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2838954233097439032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2838954233097439032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2838954233097439032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2838954233097439032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/01/tu-silencio.html' title='TU SILENCIO'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5139374765602029758</id><published>2010-01-06T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:15:22.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0UaxtkRF9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/tqDFJKL4Uuc/s1600-h/feliz-cumpleanos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423770767585253330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0UaxtkRF9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/tqDFJKL4Uuc/s400/feliz-cumpleanos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feliz Cumpleaños a mi...feliz cumpleaños a mi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Cumpleaños querida Dal...feliz cumpleaños a mi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FELICIDADES A MI...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5139374765602029758?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5139374765602029758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5139374765602029758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5139374765602029758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5139374765602029758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0UaxtkRF9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/tqDFJKL4Uuc/s72-c/feliz-cumpleanos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1938985915278609328</id><published>2010-01-04T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:27:19.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just waiting for Mr. Bob to come downstairs so I can go home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, 2day was a good day, I did many thinks: updated my files, cleaned my desk, finished Dec inventory... and it was even better 'cause Juan called me this morning, he might come next month, and by that time I will have some money saved already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we can to go to the beach, Puerto Vallarta or Huatulco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told Juan about some land that is being sold...I'd buy it if only I had the money, and I'd build a house...and bring him to Mexico, marry him and make a family... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sound great, easy, perfect! isn't it?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's not, and he just laughed at me!! Anyway, I've always been a dreamer... and who knows...maybe...some day all my dreams and wishes come true...right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, time to go... CIAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1938985915278609328?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1938985915278609328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1938985915278609328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1938985915278609328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1938985915278609328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-to-do.html' title='Nothing to do...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5787538380073267890</id><published>2010-01-03T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:47:02.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more thing for this new year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After reading my friend Matt' blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realized I have to work on my English...try to learn more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh-my-God!!! Really, that is gonna be something hard to do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but gotta do it cause time goes by so quickly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;%&amp;amp;?%&amp;amp;...I know my English is not that bad but all I know now is about paper, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inks, bobbins, cigarettes...and what about my B.A. in English??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't just put it aside!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay....gotta work on that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5787538380073267890?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5787538380073267890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5787538380073267890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5787538380073267890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5787538380073267890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/01/1-more-thing-for-this-new-year.html' title='1 more thing for this new year!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5150525720019415156</id><published>2010-01-03T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T11:29:24.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Año 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0DuzGlBqLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2yqetbyZGYk/s1600-h/2010___by_kalebu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422596513060726962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0DuzGlBqLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2yqetbyZGYk/s400/2010___by_kalebu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FELIZ AÑO NUEVO 2010!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si, ya lo sé, creo que estoy un poco atrasada con esta felicitación para todos ustedes, pero ya saben, estos días son siempre de muchas reuniones, visitas de familiares....jaja...bueno, eso es lo que hace la gente normal...en realidad sólo me sentí muy perezosa para subir y sentarme enfrente de la compu y escribir... y también porque pocas veces tengo algo interesante que contarles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, como les decía...quiero desearles un excelente inicio de año, que todo lo que se propongan puedan obtenerlo...y como siempre, cuentan conmigo para lo que se les ofrezca...para lo que pueda apoyarlos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 estuvo lleno de grandes logros, enormes cambios en mi vida, cosas buenas y cosas malas... Durante el año viejo descubrí que la persona que había amado durante tantos años tal vez nunca me quizo...meses de mucho sufrimiento pero que también me hicieron descubrir la mujer que realmente soy... fuerte y capaz de salir adelante, capaz de caer y levantarse... Debo agradecer a mis amigos Robert, Gise, Yaha y Bere por ser un gran apoyo en esos días... Amigos como ellos, realmente son pocos... Tambiénm, después de una larga espera, Juan regresó e hizo que mi vida cambiará en muchos aspectos...estoy feliz de haberlo conocido e iniciar una relación, de la cual no estaba muy segura, pero que ha valido la pena... Cada día que pasaba con él eradiferente, lleno de experiencias nuevas y muchas enseñanzas...lo aprendía a amar y no me arrepiento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el trabajo, pues las cosas van bien, poco a poco..y bueno, dejaré mi destino en manos de esta empresa por algunos meses...después, después decidiré que es lo mejor para mi y si quiero tomar algún otro camino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En casa, gracias a Dios seguimos todos juntos; aún tengo con quien discutir...con quien reir, a quien hacerle travesuras... Sólo perdimos a un miembro de nuestra familia: LUCAS, el hermoso perrito de 8 meses que tomaron sin permiso...aun no podemos creerlo...y sólo deseo que quien lo tenga lo cuide como debe ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin, mañana regresó al trabajo, no muy entusiasmada...agradecida porque inicio el año con un buen trabajo pero no tan emocionada...a veces es un poco desgastante regresar a lo mismo sin ese sentimiento que te invita a comenzar cada mañana..y ahora menos que Juan no está aquí conmigo...Mañana regresa mi jefe Bob y Abner, corremos nuevas pruebas... Mi jefe argentino estará en su patria hasta finales de enero...y aun no sé cuando regresará Juan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;También estoy a 3 días de cumplir 26 años y realmente creo que la vida se ha pasado muy rápido, he hecho muchas cosas...pero...pero no tantas como hubiera querido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo muchos planes para este año...ahora si quiero ahorrar dinero, irme de viaje...conocer México y si tengo chance ir a Cánada con mi Juanito... Quiero seguir apoyando a mis padres y hermanos...a mis amigos...y sobre todo, quiero tener la oportunidad de seguir mi relación con la gente que siempre ha estado conmigo: mis amigos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FELIZ AÑO nuevamente y que Dios los llene de bendiciones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5150525720019415156?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5150525720019415156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5150525720019415156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5150525720019415156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5150525720019415156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2010/01/feliz-ano-2010.html' title='Feliz Año 2010'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/S0DuzGlBqLI/AAAAAAAAAzY/2yqetbyZGYk/s72-c/2010___by_kalebu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1420962111873206799</id><published>2009-12-27T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:15:33.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MANIPULANDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNzG3u0uI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jEDKpzj9lH4/s1600-h/Imagen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026954465071842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNzG3u0uI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jEDKpzj9lH4/s400/Imagen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNnWbsEaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zSXO-FmPpNs/s1600-h/Imagen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026752483987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNnWbsEaI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zSXO-FmPpNs/s400/Imagen3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026647907957618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNhQ20e3I/AAAAAAAAAy4/oIE8IeQiCrc/s400/Imagen4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNcyBVImI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5yRIHdc8K8c/s1600-h/Imagen5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026570911064674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNcyBVImI/AAAAAAAAAyw/5yRIHdc8K8c/s400/Imagen5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNW0FKiyI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ijuogvVyEpU/s1600-h/Imagen6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026468384803618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNW0FKiyI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ijuogvVyEpU/s400/Imagen6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNM8iU_FI/AAAAAAAAAyg/zN1zN4w5caw/s1600-h/Imagen7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420026298855914578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNM8iU_FI/AAAAAAAAAyg/zN1zN4w5caw/s400/Imagen7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By &lt;br /&gt;Erik Johansson...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Incleible,no??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1420962111873206799?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1420962111873206799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1420962111873206799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1420962111873206799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1420962111873206799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/12/manipulando.html' title='MANIPULANDO'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfNzG3u0uI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jEDKpzj9lH4/s72-c/Imagen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-6124834185250620697</id><published>2009-12-23T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:02:17.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfLQECHUsI/AAAAAAAAAyY/T0eELmi1nGA/s1600-h/xmas_by_lisz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420024153384637122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfLQECHUsI/AAAAAAAAAyY/T0eELmi1nGA/s400/xmas_by_lisz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ufff....ahora si que ando un poco perdida en todo esto...muy atrasada...pero ya vendrá el nuevo año y escribe aun más...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras...pasensela super chido en estas fiestas, mis mejores deseos para todos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Xmas &amp;amp; Happy New Year....desde Mexico :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-6124834185250620697?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6124834185250620697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=6124834185250620697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6124834185250620697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6124834185250620697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SzfLQECHUsI/AAAAAAAAAyY/T0eELmi1nGA/s72-c/xmas_by_lisz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1323052518209126920</id><published>2009-10-01T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:29:12.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two Months and a half!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's gonna be here for &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t-w-o &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;m-o-n-t-h-s &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/2...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm just so happy!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1323052518209126920?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1323052518209126920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1323052518209126920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1323052518209126920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1323052518209126920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-12.html' title='2 1/2'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1903432951630242472</id><published>2009-09-29T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T12:23:20.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0h4Iz3vI/AAAAAAAAAxM/L7FZ2BO_7O4/s1600-h/Green_Tea_by_NIKITAgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996229642378994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0h4Iz3vI/AAAAAAAAAxM/L7FZ2BO_7O4/s400/Green_Tea_by_NIKITAgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0a8hweoI/AAAAAAAAAxE/bPWdV_Fetpg/s1600-h/Green_Tea_II_by_NIKITAgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996110561671810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0a8hweoI/AAAAAAAAAxE/bPWdV_Fetpg/s400/Green_Tea_II_by_NIKITAgirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0ON9fVyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hYZZfWXYkjI/s1600-h/tea_by_iPics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386995891903092514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0ON9fVyI/AAAAAAAAAw8/hYZZfWXYkjI/s400/tea_by_iPics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1903432951630242472?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1903432951630242472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1903432951630242472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1903432951630242472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1903432951630242472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/green-tea.html' title='Green Tea'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsJ0h4Iz3vI/AAAAAAAAAxM/L7FZ2BO_7O4/s72-c/Green_Tea_by_NIKITAgirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-929207049679547905</id><published>2009-09-28T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:09:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Influenza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para todos aquellos que me leen y me conoces, y también para aquellos que no pero que aun así me siguen, quisiera compartir lo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una hermana que es enfermera, este fin de semana estuvo trabajando en el área de urgencias del Hospital Adolfo López Mateos de la cd. de Toluca... Cuando llego a casa, insistivamente nos pidió que tratáramos de usar el cubre-bocas por lo menos para andar en el camión. La razón? Se ha presentado un incremento en los casos de Influenza Humana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se los comento pues muchos, allá afuera, creen que fue un invento del gobierno para hacer alguna movida chueca, pero no, esta sucediendo y por lo menos en el estado de México se están previniendo las autoridades del sector salud para tratar a los cientos de infectados que se espera habrá para la época de invierno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les comparto esto, no para alarmarnos, sino para tomar las medidas necesarias para evitar contagios... pasen la voz... sin alarmar... sólo para tomar precauciones... Ya saben, usar tapabocas por lo menos en lugares demasiado conglomerados, lavarse las manos frecuentemente; si están enfermos de gripa, quedense en casa a reposar, si estornudan o tosen, por favor, cubran su boca con un pañuelo o con parte de su ropa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la salud de todos, hay que seguir con estos hábitos... Antes de que sea mayor el contagio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-929207049679547905?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/929207049679547905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=929207049679547905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/929207049679547905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/929207049679547905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/influenza.html' title='Influenza'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8584401830547268248</id><published>2009-09-28T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:53:41.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosas Insignificantes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386639703669188754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsEwRVY3qJI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fx4juptMo3o/s400/E13C3F8DDED7A0D9577E376DD2D5AC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;A veces lo escencial, pasa desapercibido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8584401830547268248?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8584401830547268248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8584401830547268248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8584401830547268248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8584401830547268248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/cosas-insignificantes.html' title='Cosas Insignificantes...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SsEwRVY3qJI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fx4juptMo3o/s72-c/E13C3F8DDED7A0D9577E376DD2D5AC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5524475309085550781</id><published>2009-09-26T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:27:16.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr7JXWTfwwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/yg6vBqOwshY/s1600-h/easy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385963607343219458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr7JXWTfwwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/yg6vBqOwshY/s400/easy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              SEX&lt;/strong&gt; is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                   LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; isn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jamie Harris is a neurotic, bright 25-year-old with a career naming peculiar consumer products. Though she gives them their identities, she's rather confused about her own. After dating a string of jerks, she's bewildered about whom to trust or how to find true intimacy. When two seemingly honorable men orbit around her, Jamie must confront what she is most afraid of"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hummm....nice movie....I've seen it many times...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll watch it this wkn as I have nothing better to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;            &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5524475309085550781?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5524475309085550781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5524475309085550781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5524475309085550781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5524475309085550781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/easy.html' title='Easy...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr7JXWTfwwI/AAAAAAAAAvc/yg6vBqOwshY/s72-c/easy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-807957304210083805</id><published>2009-09-25T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:55:01.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr048PyKZ9I/AAAAAAAAAus/gce8xtx5Zfo/s1600-h/devastation_film_kiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385523337085216722" style="WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr048PyKZ9I/AAAAAAAAAus/gce8xtx5Zfo/s400/devastation_film_kiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04qVtmD_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/9vpWh1Iu00o/s1600-h/Kiss_by_Mettegs89.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385523029439025138" style="WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04qVtmD_I/AAAAAAAAAuk/9vpWh1Iu00o/s400/Kiss_by_Mettegs89.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04VHwdeZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/rVQrPNDYqcg/s1600-h/third_kiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385522664915696018" style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 432px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04VHwdeZI/AAAAAAAAAuc/rVQrPNDYqcg/s400/third_kiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04Onp2MrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ICHJBHtMz10/s1600-h/flowkiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385522553218806450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr04Onp2MrI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ICHJBHtMz10/s400/flowkiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr035AlPIbI/AAAAAAAAAuM/_HiwKQEjkN0/s1600-h/sexing_by_nikosalpha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385522181953233330" style="WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 430px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr035AlPIbI/AAAAAAAAAuM/_HiwKQEjkN0/s400/sexing_by_nikosalpha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your weekend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-807957304210083805?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/807957304210083805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=807957304210083805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/807957304210083805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/807957304210083805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/kiss.html' title='Kiss'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr048PyKZ9I/AAAAAAAAAus/gce8xtx5Zfo/s72-c/devastation_film_kiss_by_nikosalpha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-856281646702986714</id><published>2009-09-24T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:01:16.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So true!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr6dJ-iwpwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zBm6KPy5e8g/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385914999114868482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr6dJ-iwpwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zBm6KPy5e8g/s400/Dibujo.bmp" 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/2807162266546639971-856281646702986714?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/856281646702986714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=856281646702986714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/856281646702986714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/856281646702986714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-true.html' title='So true!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sr6dJ-iwpwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/zBm6KPy5e8g/s72-c/Dibujo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-108053528142513285</id><published>2009-09-24T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:21:12.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a really weird day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I had a dream with a group of great guys I had the pleasure to meet about two years ago, at different time: Beto, Rojo, Mattew, Julian... Well, the dream was good as we all were back at school, all sitting at the café; but it was also weird as I never had a lunch with all of them together. We did use to hang out when I was at CILC and all of them arrived and got ready for their classes, but that was it. I only had lunch and breakfast with Beto and Mattew... That's some of the things I really missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I arrived at work and opened my email, I saw a message from him...after so many months, not too many words, he just said hi and asked how I was...he thinks I'm mad at him, but I'm not...I just decided not to talk to him or call or write as he never does it either!! I answered back, just saying I am NOT mad and that I'm happy with my new job (which is half true hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I got a message from Juan, he just told me Bob (our big boss) wants to make him supervisor in Mexico for a year...and he was asking me for permission!! Of course, I'll let him come down, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;es de lo que pido mi limosna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha... And then he called at the plant, but I was a bit busy so I couldn't talk to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things...yesterday I saw one of my best friends, she just got separated, she might be pregnant also...but she seems to be okay... She and her husband used to argue a lot, about silly things, but he always ended up kicking her out their house and that's what my friend couldn't stand anymore. So she moved out. She was telling me that, somehow, she knows that Pepe doesn't love her anymore, that he was with her just because of the routine, and she doesn't want that... After hearing that, I advised her to do what she thinks is the best, cause I do believe that you cannot be with someone who does not love you back, and at the end, she'll be much better by her own... Hope she stays calm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, tomorrow is Yaha's birthday, well it was last Tuesday, but we'll celebrate till tomorrow...something very simple...just Japanese food, and Vodka...Gise, maybe Robert...and Gise's boyfriend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummmmm....What really made me think a lot was his email, hope he's fine...I think I still have some felling for him...I gotta admit it, but it's different now, cause Juan is everything for me...but it's hard to forget someone who was your first love, who meant a lot to you... Anyway, I'm not expecting anything else from him, i'm not even expecting to see him again... I don't want to... everything is better without him... It's been more than a year since I last saw him...good times though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-108053528142513285?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/108053528142513285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=108053528142513285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/108053528142513285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/108053528142513285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been.html' title='It&apos;s been...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2728587724750101628</id><published>2009-09-21T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:12:14.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ElifKarakoc'/><title type='text'>Yes, I do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you believe in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;at first sight??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0cMQaCNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aohIQDY0Es4/s1600-h/be1505cbeab905bb5d0380cb0b68ec74.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0cMQaCNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aohIQDY0Es4/s1600-h/be1505cbeab905bb5d0380cb0b68ec74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384040644708272338" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0cMQaCNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aohIQDY0Es4/s400/be1505cbeab905bb5d0380cb0b68ec74.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0XE4K2cI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Qm0wR9rmtRk/s1600-h/a70991dbb09b9eb9c5830f1a89f55ad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0XE4K2cI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Qm0wR9rmtRk/s1600-h/a70991dbb09b9eb9c5830f1a89f55ad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384040556828219842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0XE4K2cI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Qm0wR9rmtRk/s400/a70991dbb09b9eb9c5830f1a89f55ad1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2728587724750101628?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2728587724750101628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2728587724750101628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2728587724750101628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2728587724750101628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes-i-do.html' title='Yes, I do...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Srf0cMQaCNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/aohIQDY0Es4/s72-c/be1505cbeab905bb5d0380cb0b68ec74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2187347992809450702</id><published>2009-09-19T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:54:34.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It happened on September 19th, 1985</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;One more year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Today, 24 years ago, Mexico suffered one of the worst tragedies in our history. A magnitude 8.1 earthquake struck Mexico city on 19 September 1985 at 7:19 local time, caused the deaths of about 10,000 people and serious damage in the city. The complete seismic event consisted of four quakes. The main and most powerful shock occurred 19 September, followed by two aftershocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The amount of people who died is not certain, some say it was about 2 or 3 thousand, but I consider that the number was even bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some were sleeping, others already at work...some walking on the streets when this horrible earthquake surprised them ...The earthquake had long-term consequences in everybody lives, especially of those who unfortunately were injured, lost their families or relatives &amp;amp; their houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one more time, Mexican showed that we can be together, supporting each other no matter how difficult the situation is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only one year, but my sisters told me it was really shocking to see what was happening in Mexico city on the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many other dates, this is one we will never forget!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrWTZfOeJqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GCSUG55omyE/s1600-h/19sep85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383370995679504034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrWTZfOeJqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GCSUG55omyE/s400/19sep85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrWTPMP6vBI/AAAAAAAAAss/WxQvj1jY8-Q/s1600-h/Mexico85b12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383370818786606098" style="WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrWTPMP6vBI/AAAAAAAAAss/WxQvj1jY8-Q/s400/Mexico85b12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2807162266546639971-2187347992809450702?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2187347992809450702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2187347992809450702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2187347992809450702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2187347992809450702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-happened-on-september-19th-1985.html' title='It happened on September 19th, 1985'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrWTZfOeJqI/AAAAAAAAAs0/GCSUG55omyE/s72-c/19sep85.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5920176796676498070</id><published>2009-09-18T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:53:37.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrPBmGcUGPI/AAAAAAAAAsU/E3fkfcwu_PM/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrPBmGcUGPI/AAAAAAAAAsU/E3fkfcwu_PM/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hace cuanto tiempo que no te veía? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hace cuanto que no sentía tus brazos...que no olía tu aroma?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tu cabello negro, tu gorra de color, tus ojos rasgados &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y esa manera de abrazarme que me hace temblar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;De cierta manera te había olvidado, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;como olvido la cena de todos los días, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;como olvido las horas durante el trabajo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cuando volví en sí, frente a ti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tu sonrisa perfecta, tu mirada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;y esa simpatía que me enamoro de ti...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5920176796676498070?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5920176796676498070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5920176796676498070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5920176796676498070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5920176796676498070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/y-todo-regreso.html' title='Tiempo...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5170670626677595268</id><published>2009-09-17T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:53:09.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kartoen.be'/><title type='text'>So as not to miss you a lot....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrKuaepm_mI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Qcfoe0jwk8o/s1600-h/talkinghead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382556274588581474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrKuaepm_mI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Qcfoe0jwk8o/s400/talkinghead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5170670626677595268?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5170670626677595268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5170670626677595268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5170670626677595268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5170670626677595268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-not-to-miss-you-lot.html' title='So as not to miss you a lot....'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SrKuaepm_mI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Qcfoe0jwk8o/s72-c/talkinghead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8239409963881817977</id><published>2009-09-17T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:41:48.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day...</title><content type='html'>Last two weeks were amazing, love sharing some time with mi Juanito; but yesterday was not a good day. Well, for me it was a bit sad as it was the last day I was spending with him... but when I got home I found out that my two cousins, who were living with us for almost 13 years, left the house!!! It's been hard for my mom as we don't know anything about them. Alfredo and Erick, 19 and 17 years old each, left the house... They are both grown-ups but we know what's happening in Mexico now, all the insecurity out there... They know how to work but still, we are sooo worried!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope they are okay, whenever they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, wish Juan has a good flight and gets home save &amp;amp; sound!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8239409963881817977?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8239409963881817977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8239409963881817977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8239409963881817977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8239409963881817977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad day...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3959636696951705992</id><published>2009-09-15T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:44:20.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi méxico querido...full of colors &amp; beauty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__UjiGEFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9rfeBvzfzgM/s1600-h/MEXICO_by_sahary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800808331743314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__UjiGEFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9rfeBvzfzgM/s400/MEXICO_by_sahary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__PjPLdYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/krpUvo4Rgh8/s1600-h/mexico_by_HoneyDoBlues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800722353059202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__PjPLdYI/AAAAAAAAAr0/krpUvo4Rgh8/s400/mexico_by_HoneyDoBlues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__JHBlgUI/AAAAAAAAArs/izLfsNCmHc4/s1600-h/Colors_of_Mexico_XII_by_azizamaheen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800611700638018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__JHBlgUI/AAAAAAAAArs/izLfsNCmHc4/s400/Colors_of_Mexico_XII_by_azizamaheen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__DgypytI/AAAAAAAAArk/JZZ1QW6t4i4/s1600-h/Day_of_the_Dead__Mexico_by_ahwehcafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800515538111186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__DgypytI/AAAAAAAAArk/JZZ1QW6t4i4/s400/Day_of_the_Dead__Mexico_by_ahwehcafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq_-_M_W-lI/AAAAAAAAArc/8riX6o_iCy0/s1600-h/Mexico_III__by_pifpafpouf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381800441503218258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq_-_M_W-lI/AAAAAAAAArc/8riX6o_iCy0/s400/Mexico_III__by_pifpafpouf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3959636696951705992?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3959636696951705992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3959636696951705992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3959636696951705992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3959636696951705992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/mi-mexico-querido.html' title='mi méxico querido...full of colors &amp; beauty!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sq__UjiGEFI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9rfeBvzfzgM/s72-c/MEXICO_by_sahary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-9139246915855486999</id><published>2009-09-15T13:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:40:49.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva México...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ahora si que no he tenido tiempo de escribir...nada...pero tengo una muy buena justificación!! Si, Juanito sigue aquí, así que he tratado de pasar mucho tiempo con él...aunque se va este jueves...pero al parecer quieren dejarlo como supervisor en México, por lo menos durante 6 meses...aun no le he comentado a nadie, pues no es seguro, pero si me emociona!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Bueno, tengo aun mucho trabajo que hacer antes de partir a casa...así que me voy, pero antes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Disfruten los festejos de nuestra Independencia, no beban demasiado alcohol y si es así, no manejen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Cuidense mucho y &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;VIVA MÉXICO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-9139246915855486999?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9139246915855486999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=9139246915855486999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9139246915855486999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9139246915855486999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/viva-mexico.html' title='Viva México...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7723427349124428533</id><published>2009-09-11T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T14:44:48.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick little note before this weekend</title><content type='html'>Well I just want to say that I'm very happy now, because not only Juan is here, but also I feel good &amp;amp; frustrated with my job, but it's okay, i'm getting used to all this stuff...and i enjoy the little time i usually spend with my friends Robert, Yaha, Gise &amp;amp; Bere!!! And my big family, my brother, my sisters and my parents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...I was thinking, lately, of all the time i wasted...waitin' for him, there, at the same place, beggin' for something i can get by my own means...beggin' for something that someone else could give me...and here i am, with someone i never imagine to be with, cause he's different...but still the best for me...i know he won't be here all the time, but i do know he cares about me and that's all that matters...that's all that will ever matter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, at University, i heard a phrase "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with", but that it's just so unfair...so try to be with someone you love and who also loves you back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an excellent weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SqrDp2-xA9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/11RRxL5VDjI/s1600-h/Love_is____by_Kelsea_Kismet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380327828748305362" style="WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SqrDp2-xA9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/11RRxL5VDjI/s400/Love_is____by_Kelsea_Kismet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7723427349124428533?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7723427349124428533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7723427349124428533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7723427349124428533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7723427349124428533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/quick-little-note-before-this-weekend.html' title='Quick little note before this weekend'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SqrDp2-xA9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/11RRxL5VDjI/s72-c/Love_is____by_Kelsea_Kismet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-9084735549920897859</id><published>2009-09-07T15:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T16:08:30.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No lo había pensado?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bueno, en realidad si...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy por la mañana, al revisar mi blog, después de pasar un fin de semana extrañando a Juan y disfrutando de todos los quehaceres que tengo que realizar en casa; me sorprendio ver un comentario de Zully, quien por cierto, tiene un blog excelente, con crónicas super divertidas y de grandes enseñanzas...bueno, pues Zully me preguntó el por qué escribo en Inglés... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, buena pregunta!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al principio lo hice porque quería narrar lo que me pasaba todos los días y que de esta forma Juan supiera que onda con mi vida cuando él no está! Pero creo que a él no se le da mucho esto de la tecnología, y pues casi no lo ve, más bien, nunca lo ve..jaja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y bueno, después porque estudié 5 años en la Facultad de Lenguas trabajé casí 4 años como profesora de inglés; y ahora sirvo de traductora-interprete-agente de compras-recursos humanos- en una empresa Canadiense...y pues de cierta manera he dejado de practicar mi inglés...no ultimamente, ya que las visitas constantes de nuestros jefes me ayudan mucho...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin, me dio gusto saber que alguien, aparte de Mattew, ha dejado un comentario en mi blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por cierto, debo decirles que Juan regreso hoy...jaja...con cara de angustia...cansado pues sólo pudo estar en Canada por dos días...enojado porque según él me escribió el viernes y ayer...pero no recibí nada...lo juro :( Creo que sólo se quedará esta semana, con Abner mi otro jefe, y luego se irá, no podremos salir, pero verlo todos los días y cruzar algunas palabras es suficiente para ambos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-9084735549920897859?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9084735549920897859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=9084735549920897859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9084735549920897859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9084735549920897859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-lo-habia-pensado.html' title='No lo había pensado?'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7787957305150796680</id><published>2009-09-04T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T17:28:33.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Weeks</title><content type='html'>Last two weeks were full of work, adventures, happiness, tiredness, excitement, expectations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day I saw him again was weird, really weird, as nobody knows we are dating we had no way to talk to each other, just look at each other through my office window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first week we had an audit, everything went really well &amp;amp; we got a new contract with a big Tobacco Company!! This is good news, MIMI is growing faster than we expected!! That's why I've been very busy lately, and I'll be for the rest of the year, but it's okay, now I started liking my job even though there are lots of things I miss of CILC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last weekend Juan and I got away from Abner, who's my other boss! We went to Taxco, a magic small town in Mexico. Abner doesn't know about us, so Juan said he was going by himself!! We spent a night there, everything was so perfect, I never had a experience like this... Walk, hold hands, kiss on the middle of the main square, go into the church together...have dinner, have breakfast together!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was just amazing, nice to hear him saying I was his wife!!! That was really cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today everything finished!! He left at 10.00 am and went to the airport...at least this time I didn't cry, that's because I know he's coming back next week, and then in October!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what happened in my life during the last two weeks, now everything is back to normal except for all the work I have right now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7787957305150796680?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7787957305150796680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7787957305150796680' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7787957305150796680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7787957305150796680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-weeks.html' title='Two Weeks'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4041815773962988893</id><published>2009-09-01T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:38:44.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sp2wGDmY0yI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ltoTmqzL_qs/s1600-h/Typo_Sample_by_Dalash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376647148242260770" style="WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 491px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sp2wGDmY0yI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ltoTmqzL_qs/s400/Typo_Sample_by_Dalash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-4041815773962988893?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4041815773962988893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4041815773962988893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4041815773962988893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4041815773962988893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sp2wGDmY0yI/AAAAAAAAAqE/ltoTmqzL_qs/s72-c/Typo_Sample_by_Dalash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4942793802813468</id><published>2009-09-01T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:34:26.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo many things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;have happened since two weeks ago... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'll try to tell you later when everything calms down...now...everything is still too busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm too confused to tell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But only one thing is true...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;last weekend was amazing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-4942793802813468?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4942793802813468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4942793802813468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4942793802813468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4942793802813468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/09/sooo-many-things.html' title='Sooo many things...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2065739539942991152</id><published>2009-08-23T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:39:48.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHvP-iGLOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/syQHnBzL4mw/s1600-h/Door_1_by_Ctusow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373338888192797922" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHvP-iGLOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/syQHnBzL4mw/s400/Door_1_by_Ctusow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to close the door i was just keeping open for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to turn to the next page of my own story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to leave you behind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to let you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to close the door i was keeping open for you &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;open a new one ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't want anything more than to see your face when i open the door&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my heart is already beating...tomorrow is the day...after almost ten months...i'm really grateful 'coz God brought you here one more time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2065739539942991152?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2065739539942991152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2065739539942991152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2065739539942991152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2065739539942991152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/door.html' title='Door'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHvP-iGLOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/syQHnBzL4mw/s72-c/Door_1_by_Ctusow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5376990115954761922</id><published>2009-08-21T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:26:53.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT GOES AROUND...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHr1LKXbbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/2QKpZl_kdNA/s1600-h/what_goes_around____by_lostinthisphotograph.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;COMES AROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHr1LKXbbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/2QKpZl_kdNA/s1600-h/what_goes_around____by_lostinthisphotograph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373335129191574962" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHr1LKXbbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/2QKpZl_kdNA/s400/what_goes_around____by_lostinthisphotograph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5376990115954761922?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5376990115954761922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5376990115954761922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5376990115954761922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5376990115954761922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-goes-around.html' title='WHAT GOES AROUND...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SpHr1LKXbbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/2QKpZl_kdNA/s72-c/what_goes_around____by_lostinthisphotograph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2224543259671418241</id><published>2009-08-20T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:16:41.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loneliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Being apart and lonely is like rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It climbs towards evening from the ocean plains; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;from flat places, rolling and remote, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it climbs to heaven, which is its old abode. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And only when leaving heaven drops upon the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It rains down on us in those twittering hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when the streets turn their faces to the dawn, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and when two bodies who have found nothing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dissapointed and depressed, roll over; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and when two people who despise eachother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;have to sleep together in one bed-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that is when loneliness receives the rivers...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rainer Maria Rilke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/So2u29kcWkI/AAAAAAAAApk/Oss1MSu1Y0Y/s1600-h/Hurt_by_tazosh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2224543259671418241?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2224543259671418241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2224543259671418241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2224543259671418241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2224543259671418241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/loneliness.html' title='loneliness'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7882349526535727523</id><published>2009-08-18T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:28:06.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simpatía por el diablo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;El infierno es un invento ancestral utilizado para darle de comer a los sacerdotes o a los psiquiatras. El demonio existe, claro que existe, pero es un pobre mediocre que no hace otra cosa que tratar de integrarse a los humanos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desde el más humilde barrendero, el periodista, el maestro de primaria, los empresarios, los rectores del chingo de universidades que lamen la superficie capitalina, las estrellas de cine y televisión, el ama de casa que se lleva las manos del vientre por la enorme soledad, los amantes que miran a la luna como cómplice de desprecios, los secretarios de las secretarías que secretan sarcasmos, les damos color a las variantes del miedo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos Santos&lt;/strong&gt; por Jesús Humberto Florencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SorVFwcgu9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/YyyOsH9dvEQ/s1600-h/muerte+y+vida+GK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371339800473287634" style="WIDTH: 516px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 468px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SorVFwcgu9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/YyyOsH9dvEQ/s400/muerte+y+vida+GK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Muerte y Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; de Gustav Klimt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7882349526535727523?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7882349526535727523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7882349526535727523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7882349526535727523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7882349526535727523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/simpatia-por-el-diablo.html' title='Simpatía por el diablo'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SorVFwcgu9I/AAAAAAAAAo0/YyyOsH9dvEQ/s72-c/muerte+y+vida+GK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8180957435397154114</id><published>2009-08-16T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:45:04.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Me recuerdas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;¿En algún momento del día me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Te paso por la mente...? Mientras sonríes como yo lo hago en las noches, en las que no me queda nada más que tu recuerdo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;en mi memoria y las ganas atrapadas en el pecho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Mientras pasa el día e imagino verte caminar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;Mientras hablas con ellos que fingen, o no, escuchar lo que dices,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;lo que haces...y sólo observan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;Cuando caminas a lado de alguien más, mientras te diriges,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;mientras comes, mientras sueñas profundamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;En el momento de abrir la puerta del coche, de abrir los libros,de escuchar, de ser escuchado...Cuando finges recordar o no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a cada persona que te toca escuchar, cuando las vez a los ojos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te observo caminar, hablar, platicar, sonreir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me pierdo en tu recuerdo, imaginando cada uno de tus movimientos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;y deseando en realidad sentir siempre tus manos acariciando mi espalda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ver esa sonrisa siempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Me recuerdas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo si... SIEMPRE... aun sigues en mis sueños...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8180957435397154114?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8180957435397154114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8180957435397154114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8180957435397154114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8180957435397154114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/me-recuerdas.html' title='¿Me recuerdas?'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4685717764127773586</id><published>2009-08-16T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T20:57:30.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You dropped the bomb&lt;br /&gt;And now you're gone&lt;br /&gt;I held you dear&lt;br /&gt;You swallowed my fears&lt;br /&gt;And now I've drunk my last beer with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will you ever know...&lt;br /&gt;That bitterness and anger left me long ago&lt;br /&gt;Only sadness remains&lt;br /&gt;And it will pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SojOpE6099I/AAAAAAAAAok/YG12SxBA0UQ/s1600-h/forget_by_seddensky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370769760729757650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SojOpE6099I/AAAAAAAAAok/YG12SxBA0UQ/s400/forget_by_seddensky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-4685717764127773586?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4685717764127773586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4685717764127773586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4685717764127773586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4685717764127773586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/gone.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SojOpE6099I/AAAAAAAAAok/YG12SxBA0UQ/s72-c/forget_by_seddensky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3887713109375507853</id><published>2009-08-14T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:48:36.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SojQDpBsamI/AAAAAAAAAos/kmAG-KUoLuw/s1600-h/5d1a9fe1ed9cca3056d6e404706edc1f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my first holiday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; after 9 months, I'll see Juan again...&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish reading three books I started and never finished...&lt;br /&gt;I'll go out for a run... I'll see old friends...&lt;br /&gt;I'll relax...&lt;br /&gt;I'll think about what and where I wanna go from now on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3887713109375507853?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3887713109375507853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3887713109375507853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3887713109375507853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3887713109375507853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1674960553723037612</id><published>2009-08-11T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:42:26.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16:20</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hi, would you ever call me,&lt;br /&gt;someday, or text me...&lt;br /&gt;I miss you and I'm so intrigued,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anything about you,&lt;br /&gt;you didn't even say goodbye... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe you knew the news, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that I'm gonna be there in 2 wks with all big bosses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...so see you.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Anything you want me to bring you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;or something..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1674960553723037612?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1674960553723037612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1674960553723037612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1674960553723037612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1674960553723037612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/1620.html' title='16:20'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8352955740089471703</id><published>2009-08-11T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:07:45.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;it'd been a long time before i dreamt about him...again...9 or 10 months before...maybe...i don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the thing is that i dreamt about him last Saturday, we were walking, holding hands as we never did, we were laughing, but suddenly we came deep into a crowded street market...we were looking for a place to sit down and had a good talk...it was very foggy, almost dark...lots of people, and i didn't look like me...i was different, wearing a very colorful and long dress...no sweater...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then, he disappeared, got lost in the dark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday he signed in, my heart started beating so hard...i didn't talk to him...he didn't talk to me either...it hurts but it's the best thing to do...it's been a year since i last talked and saw him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369557957712276098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SoSAg25P6oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/4m7kNJBhmE8/s400/one_night_in_Mexico_City_by_Spiderspirit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why can't get away from all these memories...???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8352955740089471703?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8352955740089471703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8352955740089471703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8352955740089471703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8352955740089471703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-there.html' title='Still there'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SoSAg25P6oI/AAAAAAAAAm0/4m7kNJBhmE8/s72-c/one_night_in_Mexico_City_by_Spiderspirit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-4459430253924745121</id><published>2009-08-07T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:08:13.782-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moby'/><title type='text'>Don't let me make the same mistake again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Yes, it's hard to let people go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t speak to me this way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever let me say&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never felt this &lt;strong&gt;loss&lt;/strong&gt; before&lt;br /&gt;And the world is closing doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never wanted anything more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t hug me this way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t touch me this way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hug me again&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hug me this way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t touch me this way&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hug me this again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never felt this &lt;strong&gt;loss&lt;/strong&gt; before&lt;br /&gt;And the world is closing doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never wanted anything more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t let me make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;Please, don’t let me make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let me make the same mistake again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I never felt this loss before&lt;br /&gt;And the world is closing doors&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anything more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Please, Don’t let me make the same mistake again....&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me make the same mistake again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/alWhPIjTmtY&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/alWhPIjTmtY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyrics by Moby&lt;br /&gt;Song: Mistake&lt;br /&gt;Album: Wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-4459430253924745121?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/4459430253924745121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=4459430253924745121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4459430253924745121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/4459430253924745121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-let-me-make-same-mistake-again.html' title='Don&apos;t let me make the same mistake again...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3074511747977739534</id><published>2009-08-05T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:44:26.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragmentos ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sno_7I-hI-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9oDcg0trVxc/s1600-h/sex_by_opiumpinkprincess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366672191219901410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sno_7I-hI-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9oDcg0trVxc/s320/sex_by_opiumpinkprincess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Te extraño... Pero me pregunto qué exactamente extraño de ti. Extraño tus ojos, tu mirada, esa que tienes cuando me deseas y no estoy del todo accesible...y no estás del todo accesible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Extraño tus manos, tu tacto seguro, suave y a la vez fuerte...ese con el que me avisas que estás allí, ese con el que me provocas, ese que esconde un lenguaje secreto que sólo tu y yo sabemos. Ese que me toca cada centìmetro de piel con tal dedicación que siento que me conoce mejor que yo, porque sabe acariciarme con sutileza en la espalda y con calentura en los pezones... Amo esa imagen: tus dedos grandes, suavez, perfectos presionando con las yemas mis pezones erectos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Extraño tu boca bien formada, tus labios gruesos y tibios, tus besos cálidos, húmedos, excitantes... Extraño tus labios deslizándose por mi cuello, en medio de mis senos, en mi vientre, en mis muslos...por esos lugares que te desean y te añoran, y que no están completos si no estás aquí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Extraño tanto tu voz...tus palabras de amor..."te amo", "te deseo", "quiero abrazarte"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Por hoy te he extrañado demasiado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3074511747977739534?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3074511747977739534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3074511747977739534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3074511747977739534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3074511747977739534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/fragmentos.html' title='Fragmentos ...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sno_7I-hI-I/AAAAAAAAAlI/9oDcg0trVxc/s72-c/sex_by_opiumpinkprincess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8945257297038520232</id><published>2009-08-05T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:35:49.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lion called Christian...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, after doing some exercise &amp;amp; trying to sew a bag by hand, which was a complete failure as i don't know how to do it lol, i sat in front of the TV with my bro who was watching a documentary about two men who raised a lion &amp;amp; called him Christian; some of you might have heard about it... They showed this video which is very touching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In London, during the 60s, you were allowed to buy an exotic animal. So 2 men named Ace and John bought a﻿ lion, who they named Christian. After 8 months or so, the lion was getting too big for their apartment. They took him to Kenya, so that George Adamson could look after him. The 2 men returned after a year, and were told the lion would not remember him. The lion gave a long look at them, then the men called his name. Christian the Lion ran off to them, remembering them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-kGj97rI0A&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1&amp;amp;" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cute, isn't it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8945257297038520232?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8945257297038520232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8945257297038520232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8945257297038520232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8945257297038520232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/08/animal-lover.html' title='A lion called Christian...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2441086263985151223</id><published>2009-07-30T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:22:14.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin Sentido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SnIN_Z3myNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9p6PNE07sOg/s1600-h/ghf_by_lunariya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364365489078716626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SnIN_Z3myNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9p6PNE07sOg/s200/ghf_by_lunariya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quisiera volver a escribirte y así sentirte una vez más aquí...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lo pienso, mientras acaricio el ayer, suspiro pensando que estarás bien en otro lugar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.................................................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aun no he podido dejar de pensar...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;de recordar...de volver a sentir...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Ahora el piso es más limpio que ayer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Y para no seguir en el mismo lugar, decidí meterte en una pequeña caja y guardarte en un lugar especial ... muy cerca del corazón...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Comienzo a sentirme mejor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;En verdad espero que te encuentres bien donde quiera que estés...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2441086263985151223?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2441086263985151223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2441086263985151223' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2441086263985151223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2441086263985151223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-sentido.html' title='Sin Sentido...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SnIN_Z3myNI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9p6PNE07sOg/s72-c/ghf_by_lunariya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8728003515338080584</id><published>2009-07-24T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T10:13:02.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait For Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Smod64N0qFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3B-RwfqRJ-Q/s1600-h/5zm787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131203697977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Smod64N0qFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3B-RwfqRJ-Q/s320/5zm787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Smod3bQVAXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/o_TdbpGSiYo/s1600-h/moby09-5-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131144384250226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Smod3bQVAXI/AAAAAAAAAgM/o_TdbpGSiYo/s320/moby09-5-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmodvMz4iOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xQwoixrnkaA/s1600-h/moby-palehorses-cover-web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131003067893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmodvMz4iOI/AAAAAAAAAgE/xQwoixrnkaA/s320/moby-palehorses-cover-web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFsvKcWnee0&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFsvKcWnee0&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;Wait For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is Moby's new album. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've just listened to it once...and I consider it one of Moby's best records...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you have nothing to do this weekend, you can go and buy it...listen to it...&amp;amp; relax...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My weekend?? Going to the cinema, havin' coffee, maybe visiting Robert after his eyes operation...having my aunts at home...going to my brother's football match &amp;amp; of course...still having school...boring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy your weekend!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8728003515338080584?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8728003515338080584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8728003515338080584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8728003515338080584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8728003515338080584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/wait-for-me.html' title='Wait For Me...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Smod64N0qFI/AAAAAAAAAgU/3B-RwfqRJ-Q/s72-c/5zm787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2388638267634237150</id><published>2009-07-23T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:16:08.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding bells...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: Uh, Grace, are you in there? I hope you're not doing--anything crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Hi. What do you think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: You look beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Really? I think it needs to be taken in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: Yeah. Honey, I think maybe you need to be taken in. Sweetie, look-- Look at me. You're not getting married. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: I know. I'm never going to wear one of these things, am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: Sweetie. You're a beautiful, intelligent woman, and somewhere out-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Don't give me the stock, best friend response. Be honest. This may never happen for me.&lt;br /&gt;Will: You know what? It--It may not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Thank you for telling me the truth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: You're welcome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Damn, that was harsh. What were you thinking? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: What? But-- You just ask me to-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: I don't care. You know me better than that. The next time I ask you to tell me the truth, you give me the stock best friend response. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Will: Ok. You're beautiful, you're going to meet a doctor tomorrow, and you'll be married by the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Grace: Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmjLP8ZjkFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EFCJ89itAwg/s1600-h/WeddingCoupleKissingsq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361758831156367442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmjLP8ZjkFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EFCJ89itAwg/s320/WeddingCoupleKissingsq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while I was on my way home I passed by a bakery and felt like having a delicious piece of bread…I got in…the lady at the shop is very kind and loves making conversation with everybody…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was I, when suddenly she asked me if I’d like to get married. “Yes” I nodded… ‘Do you have a b-friend?’ ‘Yes’ ‘Where does he live?’ ‘In Canada, but he’s a Filipino guy’ ‘Would you like to marry him?’ ‘I think so…I haven’t though about it actually’ ‘Does he want to marry you?’ ‘I suppose, but again, we haven’t talked about it’….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small talk was weird, she asked me things I had no answers for…some years ago I would not even consider to have a partner…wouldn’t imagine myself wearing a wedding dress…but now…I think that one part of me really desires to be a beautiful bride…and get married in a small but gorgeous church…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows…if I don’t get marry, then I’ll travel around the world…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2388638267634237150?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2388638267634237150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2388638267634237150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2388638267634237150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2388638267634237150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding bells...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmjLP8ZjkFI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EFCJ89itAwg/s72-c/WeddingCoupleKissingsq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-9109781491336592372</id><published>2009-07-22T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:29:19.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin nombre...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Era cerca de la media noche, y aquella estrella a la que le había dedicado un momento de mi vida había desaparecido del cielo, y con ella, distintos sentimientos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué si volverá a pensar? Tal vez, no lo dudo, aunque mi ingenuo pensamiento da vueltas en si mismo, tambaleándose en letras aun más extrañas para sí. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Separada de lo que soy, lo que era, y lo que ciegamente intento ser. Sin importar ocasiones, recuerdos ni malintencionadas palabras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ha pasado mucho tiempo, más del que pudieras pensar...mientras abrazaba la almohada y juraba en mi mente que no volvería a suceder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo comienza a ser igual, como si nunca hubiera pasado, sólo necesito&lt;em&gt; tiempo&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmduCBR2trI/AAAAAAAAAeo/watGHwngk8s/s1600-h/_e_vedo_te__by_JoX1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361374862389982898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmduCBR2trI/AAAAAAAAAeo/watGHwngk8s/s320/_e_vedo_te__by_JoX1989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-9109781491336592372?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/9109781491336592372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=9109781491336592372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9109781491336592372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/9109781491336592372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/sin-nombre.html' title='Sin nombre...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmduCBR2trI/AAAAAAAAAeo/watGHwngk8s/s72-c/_e_vedo_te__by_JoX1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7393902058751268978</id><published>2009-07-21T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:40:03.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently listening to Björk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt many good things from my friend Robert, and he's a huge fan of this woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like some of her songs...&amp;amp; lately I've been listening to her music more..and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite song&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Innocence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dyXPzzjYpJY&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is my favorite part of the song:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I once was&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untouchable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innocence roared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still amazes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untouchable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innocence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's still here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But in different places..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmZYkl8W-jI/AAAAAAAAAeI/P29s3P_c2w0/s1600-h/bjork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361069792114965042" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmZYkl8W-jI/AAAAAAAAAeI/P29s3P_c2w0/s200/bjork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Love her dress lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7393902058751268978?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7393902058751268978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7393902058751268978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7393902058751268978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7393902058751268978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/currently-listening-to-bjork.html' title='Currently listening to Björk'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmZYkl8W-jI/AAAAAAAAAeI/P29s3P_c2w0/s72-c/bjork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5777361846338939468</id><published>2009-07-20T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:49:48.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Socrates, thanks for your help!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In ancient Greece (469 - 399 BC) Socrates was widely lauded for his wisdom. One day the great philosopher came upon an acquaintance that ran up to him excitedly and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Socrates, do you know what I just heard about one of your students?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait a moment," Socrates replied. "Before you tell me I'd like you to pass a little test. It's called the Triple Filter Test."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Triple filter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right," Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my student let's take a moment to filter what you're going to say. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not. Now let's try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my student something good?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, on the contrary..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, even though you're not certain it's true?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man shrugged, a little embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socrates continued. "You may still pass the test though, because there is a third filter - the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my student going to be useful to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not really"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true nor Good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man was defeated and ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher and held in such high esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is nice and very intelligent…but if it’s very tricky and almost impossible, don’t you think? But still I do think that it’s something we should take into consideration before gossiping about someone or something we are not really sure…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I found another good way to use this Triple Filter Test as it’s helped me a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neuroscientist believe that we have thousand of thoughts running through our heads, most of them are just the same ones being recycled, and have no purpose at all. In fact, it might often be the case that we wake up and start the day with some niggly thought that keeps nagging us during the day, and stops us enjoying what we do, or appreciate good things that the day could be offering us, but nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These niggly thoughts can be about anything, or anyone, they could be real or imagined. We might think that the day we have ahead will be difficult, something we have planned may not succeed, the bus might be late…some co-workers may disagree with our ideas, or don’t like us, or we don’t like them…or we've just have started a new job and don’t like it too much…and the list can go on, and these thoughts can be taken on our lives…they can get bigger and bigger, louder and louder in our heads until we totally forget about the beautiful world going around us…just because we are obsessed with the thoughts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what’s more, we can’t find the way to switch them off, or get the volume control to turn the noise down, or change the channel to listen something different…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let’s use this technique…the T.U.G. technique…very similar to Socrate’s one...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it works very similar to the story above…every time we become aware of thoughts that we've had before, which bother us, make you feel irritated or sad, cause we think negatively about a situation or person, STOP and let's ask ourselves these three questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is what I am thinking TRUE? ( and if you answer YES, ask yourself "How do I know it is true?" - we may not know but just assume we know!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Is what I am thinking USEFUL? (does it help me clarify something or just confuse me more?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Do those thoughts make me feel GOOD? (in myself, about myself, about others, about the situation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If the answer to ANY of the above questions is NO, then think about something else that does make you feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick to the technique is to stop ourselves the SECOND we realize about these thoughts, analize them and don’t let them to take control. And of course, sometimes we do have thoughts that keep coming back time and time again – but never let them run away with themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let’s keep on TUGging (I don’t even know if this word exists..hehe) at those niggling thoughts, and start choosing the ones we want to have which are true, very useful and make you feel really good…which I know it’s like an Utopia but it really helps…believe me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmTmaxqDI8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/f8RtwxdiKM4/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360662804158424002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmTmaxqDI8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/f8RtwxdiKM4/s200/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those who don’t know me, I’m a very nervous person…I’m always worried about the present and the future…in my personal and emotional life, and also at work…I can hardly manage not to be worried about other people or things…and that’s not healthy, it is very stressful…and most of times nothing happens…it’s just me and all those ugly thoughts inside my head that confuse me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very long but hope it helps you some time!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5777361846338939468?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5777361846338939468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5777361846338939468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5777361846338939468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5777361846338939468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/true-useful-good.html' title='Socrates, thanks for your help!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmTmaxqDI8I/AAAAAAAAAeA/f8RtwxdiKM4/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1497904644856919398</id><published>2009-07-19T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:35:34.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muse Concert...1 year ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnQ54QM4aK8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last year i was having such a good time with Robert, Fabi &amp;amp; his brother Irving in Guadalajara, MUSE was giving a concert, well actually it was one day before, July 18th, but we stayed there till the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNsJeQ--EI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/82NLPiE2Kp0/s1600-h/myimages+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360246891499944002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNsJeQ--EI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/82NLPiE2Kp0/s320/myimages+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fabi, Robert &amp;amp; Irving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was my second concert with Robert and Irving, one year before we'd been to Gwen Stefani's concert in "El Palacio de los Deportes"...something fun about this was that we got very wet in both concerts...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the bus to Guadalajara on Tuesday night, we arrived there on Friday morning, we went to this amazing hostal called "Las Brujas"...had a shower and then we went to Muse's authograph signing at the "Centro Magno", in Mixup...we couldn't get a signature cause we arrived late and they we just allowed to give 130 signatures, and there were lots of fans...we asked a guy from Toluca to sign Irving's CD, at least we could get that!! That day it rained too...but as it was hot, we didn't care...i just remember having drunk like a litre of beer, it was so delicious...very cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNtTKM0S-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IwOyyZbA-PI/s1600-h/myimages+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360248157424077794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNtTKM0S-I/AAAAAAAAAdo/IwOyyZbA-PI/s320/myimages+166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Irish pub in Guadalajara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to "Telmex" stadium cause the concert was about to start, we lined up and again...it rained cats &amp;amp; dogs, i alwasy carry my umbrella, and that day was not an exception...but it was very small so Fabi and me were able to cover a bit...then we got in...bought some coffee and t-shirts...i bought Juan a green t-shirt, it's the only one he uses..he really likes it and it suits him very well =)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the concert was amazing...one of the best places i've ever been to...Mattew has such a great voice, so cute and handsome...Chris has a great buttom...i have to say...hehehe...and Irving looks like Dominic...they all are fantastic...nice musicians...very cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNsg5cTJHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/OBjQy-C8-i4/s1600-h/myimages+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360247293932151922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNsg5cTJHI/AAAAAAAAAdY/OBjQy-C8-i4/s320/myimages+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the concert was about to start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNudx6wi_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/IqPAUxDK54w/s1600-h/lA_MejOr_fOtO_Q_ToMe_EN_eL_COnCiErTo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360249439396072434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNudx6wi_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/IqPAUxDK54w/s320/lA_MejOr_fOtO_Q_ToMe_EN_eL_COnCiErTo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the concert...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing i didn't like about the concert was that it lasted just one hour...so unfair..but at least i met them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Zapopan, we took the "turibus" wish is a bus that is open on the second floor and takes you to look around the city...but we got some bad news and had to return...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNs4ylnuQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/fT40BjWPSfg/s1600-h/myimages+241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360247704409061634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNs4ylnuQI/AAAAAAAAAdg/fT40BjWPSfg/s320/myimages+241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A fat mariachi....in Zapopan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, it was worth just to see Muse playing...i don't like Mattew...i mean, physically, but he's great at playing the guitar and singing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Muse is working on their new album...can't wait to hear it... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1497904644856919398?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1497904644856919398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1497904644856919398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1497904644856919398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1497904644856919398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/muse-concert1-year-ago.html' title='Muse Concert...1 year ago...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmNsJeQ--EI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/82NLPiE2Kp0/s72-c/myimages+230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3540551603470552076</id><published>2009-07-18T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:16:54.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three girls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmKbwAtjqxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/BRaRTv7bDcs/s1600-h/Powerpuff-Girls-cn02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360017755651418898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmKbwAtjqxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/BRaRTv7bDcs/s320/Powerpuff-Girls-cn02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost two years ago, we started writing our story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first it was just for fun, then i needed someone to guide me and there she was..."G"...more experienced and good listener...always trying to make me feel good...to support me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Y" was just a little girl, she's grown and matured a lot since we've met...she used to be our little girl...not any more... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there we are...three girls...three friends who like spending time together...&amp;amp; this is one of the best moments we've shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Last Friday we went to the cinema with Robert, we saw "The Proposal", nice movie, made me laugh a lot...i hadn't smiled and laughed as much as that day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Robert had to go home cause he had to work the next day, and we went to buy some groceries to cook breakfast...and of course, we got some grape juice for our traditional Vodka...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Y's house, and got ready to start the party...no, wait...it wasn't a party...we just updated with all that had happened to us very recently...then we started singing!! I began with a song called "Perfume de Gardenias"...i love that song...beautiful song, nice rythm...i just love it...i sang with Alejandro Fernandez, i'm not a fan but he's okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the night was when we were dancing..."Burundanga", "Techno Cumbia", some bachata...among others...it was fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...i was very sleepy, it was 4 o'clock in the morning and i hadn't had much sleep that week, i was tired and the next day i had to wake up early as my brother was playing at Potros and it was gonna be the only game i could go (i didn't go to school, by the way)...The next morning, we can hardly woke up, i was thirsty...my first hangover even though i didn't get drunk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything was worth, this Friday i'm seeing them again and then we rest for two weeks as Y is going home for some holiday...and then i get a week off in August and hope i can go away for some days to "el bosque" with Robert...i've been thinking a lot about it and i'd prefer going there than Guadalajara...but if we can go both places, it'd be also great!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;note 1: My bro's team lost today...good luck for my cousin who's playing 2morro...&lt;br /&gt;note 2: 2day was my last class with Rafael, such an excellent teacher...learnt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;note 3: loved the blouse Robert bought for his mum's b-day.&lt;br /&gt;note 4: my shoes hurt me...poor me!!&lt;br /&gt;note 5: started watching the 2nd season of "pushing daisies"...&lt;br /&gt;note 6: a party next to my house...i won't have to much sleep 2night...&lt;br /&gt;note 7: last but not least, i got my first comment, thanx Mattew 4 the post &amp;amp; the advice, hadn't told anything cause it's not that good yet...just starting...but it's fun...hope to see you soon&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/2807162266546639971-3540551603470552076?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3540551603470552076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3540551603470552076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3540551603470552076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3540551603470552076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-girls.html' title='Three girls...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmKbwAtjqxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/BRaRTv7bDcs/s72-c/Powerpuff-Girls-cn02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-6609167770565353995</id><published>2009-07-17T14:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:32:22.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Success"...a thought for everyone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Success&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To laugh often and much;&lt;br /&gt;to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;&lt;br /&gt;to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others;&lt;br /&gt;to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or redeemed social condition;&lt;br /&gt;to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is to have succceeded.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard lately, but I think i'm on my way out of this situations...and considering what Ralph said regarding SUCCESS, then i might be on the right way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, time is a great healer, right? Or at least, that's what they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week was very good, full of work... doing something diferent always helps, it keeps your mind busy and away from all the thoughts that sometimes run away with themselves and get the better of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what i did, i tried not not think about my worries, about the things that upset me, and makes me sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro is playing at Guadalajara this weekend, it's a shame i couldn't go with them... that makes me remember that "Cirque du Solei" is going to be in Guadalajara, I gotta tell my friend if he'd like to go...it'd be great to go there and visit some places we couldn't visit the first time we were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i think it's gonna be very difficult to hang out with Juan next time he'll be here, cause all big bosses will be here as well...but as i said before...i'm gonna try not to worry before that time comes...just seeing him one more time is gonna be amazing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-6609167770565353995?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6609167770565353995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=6609167770565353995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6609167770565353995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6609167770565353995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/successa-thought-for-everyone.html' title='&quot;Success&quot;...a thought for everyone...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-574403742053339410</id><published>2009-07-15T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T15:00:57.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me a HUG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5PvczVOMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5UumdEGwigM/s1600-h/hug_by_lazy_muffen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358808283221407938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5PvczVOMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5UumdEGwigM/s320/hug_by_lazy_muffen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358808461558830802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5P51KSVtI/AAAAAAAAAck/GcHEyty1ElY/s320/_Hug__by_Elein.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5PDtQBviI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BRaD4PzFGLg/s1600-h/hug___by_xxholicx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358807531722489378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5PDtQBviI/AAAAAAAAAcM/BRaD4PzFGLg/s320/hug___by_xxholicx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5Oud-PnNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/RKGDBewawFc/s1600-h/hug__by_ohso_controversial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358807166844116178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5Oud-PnNI/AAAAAAAAAcE/RKGDBewawFc/s320/hug__by_ohso_controversial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-574403742053339410?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/574403742053339410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=574403742053339410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/574403742053339410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/574403742053339410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-me-hug.html' title='Give me a HUG!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl5PvczVOMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/5UumdEGwigM/s72-c/hug_by_lazy_muffen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5932119777556948928</id><published>2009-07-14T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T19:09:55.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visa????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now they say we need a &lt;strong&gt;VISA &lt;/strong&gt;to visit Canada!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope it's easier than getting the american VISA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still have 5 more months to do the paperwork...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the other hand, my b-friend Jang Dong Gun is about to release his new movie called Laundry Warrior...he'll be so famous now that he's got his first movie in Hollywood...oh so CUTE!!! Well, not as cute as my Juanito :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0550ERWxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/1tHi4GEJMNY/s1600-h/jangÃ§.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358502797032643346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0550ERWxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/1tHi4GEJMNY/s200/jang%C3%A7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then...the trilogy of books written by Isabel Allende -"Las memorias del Águila y el Jaguar"-will be on the screen soon...the first time i'll have read the books before watching the film...hope they fin good actors for both Alezander and Nadia... CAn't wait to see the three amazong stories...you'll love them as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5932119777556948928?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5932119777556948928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5932119777556948928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5932119777556948928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5932119777556948928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/visa.html' title='Visa????'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0550ERWxI/AAAAAAAAAbc/1tHi4GEJMNY/s72-c/jang%C3%A7.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2726222173300617038</id><published>2009-07-14T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:18:57.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'd forgotten...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0sjOkq9UI/AAAAAAAAAbE/GRCS1-DE1qo/s1600-h/Alive_by_burcindrummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358488115359708482" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0sjOkq9UI/AAAAAAAAAbE/GRCS1-DE1qo/s320/Alive_by_burcindrummer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; is so beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that i have thousand of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt; to make come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that i can&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; laugh&lt;/span&gt; at the most silly things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that i have my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; who stand by me everytime i need them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;that i have lots of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sisters&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brothers&lt;/span&gt; to argue...talk...hate...love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i have both my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;...to tell me off...to love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i do have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...far but still mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i have a wonderful job...where i've met lots of interesting and nice people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i'm alive&lt;/span&gt;...and that's all that matters...&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/2807162266546639971-2726222173300617038?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2726222173300617038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2726222173300617038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2726222173300617038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2726222173300617038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-id-forgotten.html' title='and i&apos;d forgotten...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Sl0sjOkq9UI/AAAAAAAAAbE/GRCS1-DE1qo/s72-c/Alive_by_burcindrummer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-193832975725462006</id><published>2009-07-12T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:16:20.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to Juan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SloRvOWIh8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/NsYwWqVLyP0/s1600-h/birthday9aup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357614209713080258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SloRvOWIh8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/NsYwWqVLyP0/s320/birthday9aup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday to you!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday dear Juan, happy birthday to you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lots of &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;hugs&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;kisses&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-193832975725462006?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/193832975725462006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=193832975725462006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/193832975725462006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/193832975725462006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-juan.html' title='to Juan...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SloRvOWIh8I/AAAAAAAAAaA/NsYwWqVLyP0/s72-c/birthday9aup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-6155944810380816856</id><published>2009-07-10T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:37:02.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....I'M SO GLAD I DIDN'T DIE BEFORE I MET YOU...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&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/2807162266546639971-6155944810380816856?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6155944810380816856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=6155944810380816856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6155944810380816856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/6155944810380816856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-help-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-2609523216394153789</id><published>2009-07-09T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:18:13.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy anniversary to ME!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Haha… Si, feliz primer aniversario…hace un mes comencé este blog como una forma de desahogo, y me ha servido de mucho, no se imaginan cuantas veces he cambiado el diseño del mismo!!! Es grandioso como puedes perder tanto tiempo con una cosa como ésta..haha...divertido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi primer post fue el 9 de julio y espero seguir escribiendo por mucho tiempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mi para mi....&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;feliz primer mes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; en blogger!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZiIVoHeXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y_cxKx5c0jk/s1600-h/monthsary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356576702187665778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZiIVoHeXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y_cxKx5c0jk/s320/monthsary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZhIE-CzdI/AAAAAAAAAXs/uidmTYKZtqA/s1600-h/monthsary.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So far, this has been a good therapy, writing stupid things and nonsense...haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Don’t know how many people read it or if there is anyone who even read it,&lt;br /&gt;but still doing my best!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"&gt;dal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-2609523216394153789?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2609523216394153789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=2609523216394153789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2609523216394153789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/2609523216394153789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-anniversary-to-me.html' title='Happy anniversary to ME!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZiIVoHeXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/y_cxKx5c0jk/s72-c/monthsary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-8475523077177754900</id><published>2009-07-08T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T15:09:50.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y ahora en español...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Y esque es taann complicado pensar en español y escribir en inglés...de cierta manera te limita. En fin, éste es mi primer post en español, después de que hace casi un mes empece con todo esto, y el diseño y todo está en inglés... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;El día de ayer y hoy han sido buenos, menos preocupaciones, más risas y sonrisas, menos temor a estar sola, más cómoda con la realidad y esperando que el futuro sea aun mejor. La relación con mi jefe argentino, Diego, es mucho mejor, y creo que eso se debe a que me siento más segura de lo que hago en el trabajo, ahora manejo mejor la situación y principalmente SÉ que es lo que debo hacer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;También estoy contenta porque mi Juanito me llamó ayer por la mañana, después de haber pasado por un fin lleno de estrés y depresión...mmmm???....no, esperen!! No todo fue depresión, también me reuní con mis amigas de la prepa, lo cual me llenó de alegría!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Por otra parte, tengo excelentes noticias, podré tomar mis vacaciones para diciembre, ahora sólo falta que mi Juanito me de luz verde para poder quedarme en la casi de mi suegris..jajaja..claro!!! Mi suegris?? Nisiquiera sabe si existo!! Pero está bien...creo que no le gustará saber que su hijito anda con una mujer mayor que él...jajaja Bueno, es al reves, pero da lo mismo aunque la diferencia de edad no es obvia, en verdad, el sábado lo comprobé ya que Aris,mi amiga, me dijo que Juan parece de 32...me hizo tan feliz!!! Y casi todos le calculan la misma edad!! Así que ya sólo son 7 años de diferencia, lo cual no está tan mal :D cierto?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;En verdad, no miento, me siento bien... relajada... con ganas de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VOLAR&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlUVuGJi9YI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cqO_vBYPPVo/s1600-h/mujer_volando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356211213495891330" style="WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlUVuGJi9YI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cqO_vBYPPVo/s320/mujer_volando.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlUVHzkXB3I/AAAAAAAAAV8/x7sTguOl4-4/s1600-h/20070309111746-volando.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-8475523077177754900?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8475523077177754900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=8475523077177754900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8475523077177754900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/8475523077177754900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/y-ahora-en-espanol.html' title='Y ahora en español...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlUVuGJi9YI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cqO_vBYPPVo/s72-c/mujer_volando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1139368870500703398</id><published>2009-07-07T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:05:40.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You can fin the story in YOUTUBE'/><title type='text'>Starfish Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A man was sitting in his small cabin by the beach writing, and he noticed a person in the distance apparently 'dancing' on the sand, going from the shore to the beach and back several times. He watched for a few days wondering what was happening, and then his curiosity got the better of him and he decided to go and find out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As he approached the dancing figure, he saw hundreds of starfish which had been washed up on the beach by the tide. He then saw the dancing figure picking up a starfish, going to the shore and puting the starfish back in the sea. And this happened many times as the man got nearer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;When they eventually talked, the man said that it would be impossible to clear the beach of all of the starfish - there were just so many. The 'dancer' made no reply, but simply picked up another starfish and put it back in the sea and then came back and said:"well, made a difference to that one!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZX1Pwmi-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/Q8tIeHAo59c/s1600-h/starfish-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356565379078851554" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZX1Pwmi-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/Q8tIeHAo59c/s400/starfish-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;How often do we think that we can't make a big difference in the world, but we actually can! It might be something very small, but believe me, small details make a BIG difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It could be just by calling your friends and saying how much you appreciate their friendship, smiling at someone, helping someone, listening to someone,&lt;br /&gt;letting someone cry on your shoulder... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it doesn't have to be &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but done with with a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good heart&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1139368870500703398?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1139368870500703398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1139368870500703398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1139368870500703398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1139368870500703398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/starfish-story.html' title='Starfish Story'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlZX1Pwmi-I/AAAAAAAAAXk/Q8tIeHAo59c/s72-c/starfish-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1781842430865852920</id><published>2009-07-06T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:09:33.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who said it was easy???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlJtcLjJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5hgfXsEA0_8/s1600-h/gp-calm-down.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355463237800943938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlJtcLjJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5hgfXsEA0_8/s400/gp-calm-down.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Life is hard, we all know that. It's not easy, we never get what we want. It seems to be some kind of rule, but still we have to find the best way to deal with all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You have changed a lot, you matured a lot since last time I saw you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some words my friend Ale told me during out last dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn’t seen her for a while, so she might have noticed how much I've grown, I know it, now I’m more self-confident, but still have the same problem!! But I think it's time for me to move on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was a bit strange, feel bad for my friend who lost his job, but I'm much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that helped me a lot was going shopping ( never fails!…I'm not sure it's that how you say it in English!!) and seeing my friends from High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arisbel,I hadn't seen her for 7 years!! Too much time, she's still the same, hahaha I laughed a lot when we were talking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bere looks so good, much better, having lost her baby hurt her so much…but she's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adriana didn't attend our meeting, I wanted to meet her babies so bad…but that's okay, there are gonna be more opportunities (HOPE SO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I went shopping, bought a yellow and red sweater, so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to save money, but I might not go anywhere, Juan hasn't told me if I can go to Canada, and it’s too much money. I’ll have enough by the time Juan is here, enough to spend with him, in case Bob really send him;if not, then I’ll buy lots of clothes and go to Sushi Ito with Robert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about time to go home and rest….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forget some things… and calm down...&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/2807162266546639971-1781842430865852920?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1781842430865852920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1781842430865852920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1781842430865852920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1781842430865852920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-said-it-was-easy.html' title='who said it was easy???'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlJtcLjJ4UI/AAAAAAAAAUM/5hgfXsEA0_8/s72-c/gp-calm-down.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3876219116619445944</id><published>2009-07-04T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:32:42.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics by Norah Jones'/><title type='text'>Those sweet words....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlAM6d8ymNI/AAAAAAAAATU/krTs9lxThlM/s1600-h/lovelast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354794155555068114" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlAM6d8ymNI/AAAAAAAAATU/krTs9lxThlM/s400/lovelast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlAMvmYM6xI/AAAAAAAAATM/nW_Ex-fGRI0/s1600-h/love4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354793968838961938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlAMvmYM6xI/AAAAAAAAATM/nW_Ex-fGRI0/s400/love4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALxTkKitI/AAAAAAAAATE/Nq1Rg17WZ1E/s1600-h/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354792898636974802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALxTkKitI/AAAAAAAAATE/Nq1Rg17WZ1E/s400/love3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALX0usGvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2oiPsr_ONTU/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354792460862888690" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALX0usGvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2oiPsr_ONTU/s400/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALFDcTEkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/kYA68mEkVgI/s1600-h/love2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354792138394767938" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlALFDcTEkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/kYA68mEkVgI/s400/love2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;All your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is a lost balloon´&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rising up through the afternoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'Til it could fit on the head of a pin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Come on in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Did you have a hard time sleeping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;'Cause a heavy moon was keeping me awake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And all I know is I'm just glad to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;See my love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Like a lost balloon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rising up through the afternoon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And then you appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;What did you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I know you were singing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My ears won't stop ringing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Long enough to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Those sweet words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;And your simple melody&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/2807162266546639971-3876219116619445944?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3876219116619445944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3876219116619445944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3876219116619445944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3876219116619445944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-sweet-words.html' title='Those sweet words....'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlAM6d8ymNI/AAAAAAAAATU/krTs9lxThlM/s72-c/lovelast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-7693942102865981177</id><published>2009-07-01T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:58:54.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plans for tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooo tired again, lots of paper work to do...tomorrow’s shipment day. i think everything is ready so i’m not worried at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got some good news from Juan last monday, happy you liked the cigarettes and t-shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m not gonna say what the news are cause i don’t wanna ruin it or bring bad luck to this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tomorrow i’m meeting my friends Yaha and Gise, well it’s not sure yet but we are planning to stay over Yaha’s place. i wanna go to a coffee shop, I’d like to go to TANTRA, the place we went last week, the atmosphere is so great!! But let’s wait and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just talking to my friend Robert, i’m seeing him on Friday, maybe we’re having a beer or some cocktail, I love Margaritas which is my favorite beverage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Skvpl9yE-KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eSQZrmREWO0/s1600-h/Margarita_0019_opt%40feature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353629420509001890" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Skvpl9yE-KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eSQZrmREWO0/s320/Margarita_0019_opt%40feature.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love going to coffee shops, cause they are good places to have a good talk with my friends, i particularly like The Italian Coffee Company as it brings wonderful memories…i used to meet Juan there, when i wasn’t working for MIMI yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think it’s time to go home and get ready in case i’m staying over my friend’s house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-7693942102865981177?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/7693942102865981177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=7693942102865981177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7693942102865981177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/7693942102865981177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/07/plans-for-tomorrow.html' title='plans for tomorrow'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Skvpl9yE-KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/eSQZrmREWO0/s72-c/Margarita_0019_opt%40feature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1604959925294288438</id><published>2009-06-29T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:08:33.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21:27 hrs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;i hadn't had time to post anything, it was a very long and exhausting weekeend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Friday i felt so anxious and excited as i was sending Juan some cigarettes and a t-shirt, and i was so worried as well because i was afraid someone in Canada could open my small envelop and read it, at the beginning i didn't want to do it but Roberto insisted, so i finally wrote to Juan some few words. But then i started feeling sad, depressed, very lonely... cause i have my friends and family but i have no-one to share special moments. i cried a bit, couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on Saturday i was not feeling well so i didn't go to school, and i went with my brother to the University stadium called "Potros" He plays football, and it was his second match, he had lost one week before, so i went there to cheer him up and amuse myself a little bit. it was a good game, my bro is such a wonderful player... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkqKfaLZEXI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RqHFT--kD14/s1600-h/DSC00137.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was okay, but then it started raining and i remembered all those days when we covered ourselfs, me and Juan, with my small green umbrella, when we cuddled and stayed in the couch or bed for a little while before going back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on Sunday my cousin had also a football match, not good lost...but still we were there to supported him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today i'm much better, still not liking my job too much but it's okay... the best part was getting juan's txt message, really hope Bob send him here for two months, we would have such an amazing time... he wouldn't regret coming down to Mexico..again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's late, 21:44 hrs right now... i'm tired and feel asleep, so i just have to thank God for the good news about my Juan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1604959925294288438?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1604959925294288438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1604959925294288438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1604959925294288438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1604959925294288438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/2127.html' title='21:27 hrs.'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5448644751413178688</id><published>2009-06-29T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:27:29.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For the image visit: www.kartoen.com'/><title type='text'>Missing you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkmUFjx9pII/AAAAAAAAAPw/oqntub--Hcg/s1600-h/today.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352972455331603586" style="WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkmUFjx9pII/AAAAAAAAAPw/oqntub--Hcg/s400/today.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5448644751413178688?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5448644751413178688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5448644751413178688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5448644751413178688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5448644751413178688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/cant-help-itstill-doing-it-p.html' title='Missing you...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkmUFjx9pII/AAAAAAAAAPw/oqntub--Hcg/s72-c/today.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-945043001015299128</id><published>2009-06-26T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:10:32.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I met two of my best friends: Yaha and Gise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU9AirGbZI/AAAAAAAAANo/tq__J5ePIfI/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351750811716578706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU9AirGbZI/AAAAAAAAANo/tq__J5ePIfI/s200/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to a really nice coffee shop, had a tea and smoke some cigarrettes... There was a boy playing the saxophone, pretty nice. We also met Diana there, who used to be a Spanish teacher at CILC, the place I worked before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This place is special as it has like an Indian atmosphere...pretty nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU-EVhIQrI/AAAAAAAAANw/fdF56jKB4WQ/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351751976416199346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU-EVhIQrI/AAAAAAAAANw/fdF56jKB4WQ/s200/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But before going to this place, they went with me to buy a t-shirt for Juan, hope he likes it cause I think is kind a small, well it isn't but he doesn't like wearing that size...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU-4ZdEx1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6zkF2XbmydI/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351752870826133330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU-4ZdEx1I/AAAAAAAAAN4/6zkF2XbmydI/s200/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really expect he likes it, it's for your b-day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope he doesn't get mad at me for sending him these things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really miss him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that's it, all I did yesterday...Ah and I almost got wet again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-945043001015299128?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/945043001015299128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=945043001015299128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/945043001015299128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/945043001015299128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkU9AirGbZI/AAAAAAAAANo/tq__J5ePIfI/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-630362086734413594</id><published>2009-06-23T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:34:48.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New asignment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week my boss is in town, I was a bit nervous but everything's been sooo good!! Well, the bad news is that Juan isn't coming soon, but still LOVE him so MUCH... I can't help it... He stole my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been raining cats &amp;amp; dogs (hehe, I think it's a phrase that is no longer used...but it sounds funny :D) Last SAturday I got wet, as I told you I met my friend Robert, we went shopping 4 a pair of jeans, I looked like his mother, choosing clothes 4 him, it was so nice spending time with him, I hadn't seen him for a while, two weeks I think. Then, on my way home it started rainning and I got completely wet, the good thing is that I didn't get sick... and that's what happened!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all 4 now, just hope to have news about Juan coming down to Mexico soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-630362086734413594?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/630362086734413594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=630362086734413594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/630362086734413594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/630362086734413594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-asignment-is-that-how-you-call-it.html' title='New asignment...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1920015222536761649</id><published>2009-06-21T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:08:22.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I suppose that Father's day has been celebrated in many countries, including Mexico and Canada, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we cooked something delicious for my father and uncle, the only men who are parents here  ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my first English class with a ten-year.old boy, very intelligent and cute! His name's Charly and wears glasses, I might like teaching him; then, an hour later his cousins came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm doing some teaching as I need money by the end of this year... It's not too much, but who knows? it might help a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day, and now I have to go to bed, I'm very sleepy, but I'll try to post again something that happened to me yesterday when I went shopping with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before leaving, I've got something to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan, happy father's day, hope you had fun w/your kids... Wish I was there to celebrate it with you too. It'd be wonderful if I were carring your baby, it's a shame I'm not... Still loving and caring about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your baby v....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1920015222536761649?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1920015222536761649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1920015222536761649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1920015222536761649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1920015222536761649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='happy father&apos;s day!!!'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3500260693734230126</id><published>2009-06-19T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:57:06.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday, june 19th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, what about 2day? No news from you again, so that makes me really unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans 4 this weekend? Nothing special, I'm just going shopping with my best friend Robert. He is thinking of buying a nice pair of jeans and we might have some Sushi 4 lunch. But that's it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have no b-friend here, or something alike, I have to stay at home most of the time, watching TV or reading, or surfing on the internet, which has become a little bit interesting as I descovered lots of interesting blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've noticed I have to work hard to make mine better, I have no followers, which isn't too important because I have almost nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what I can tell you is that last Tuesday I went to a friend's graduation, it was pretty nice, not too many people, just his friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Yaha's place, we had a cigarrette -I'm not very good at it but I kinda like it- and we also has a vodka w/grape fruit. Then I got wet on my way home... It's been rainning a lot lately, especially at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it, we're getting ready as next week we'll have some visits from Canada (I thnk you know who, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought YOU were coming but I might have to wait a little bit more to have you here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's all 4 this week, which is almost over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what comes next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3500260693734230126?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3500260693734230126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3500260693734230126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3500260693734230126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3500260693734230126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-june-19th.html' title='friday, june 19th.'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-5831621556853041575</id><published>2009-06-18T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:33:30.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hug YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkGU6umAi5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/v5q1FqARPVE/s1600-h/huggies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350721568953633682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkGU6umAi5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/v5q1FqARPVE/s320/huggies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SjqKhn75YwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5f_lQj6YNQA/s1600-h/kiss-29.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348739817716409090" style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SjqKhn75YwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/5f_lQj6YNQA/s320/kiss-29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance salsa!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SjqLyQanONI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uYJTV5xd9bg/s1600-h/salsa%20dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348741202972195026" style="WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SjqLyQanONI/AAAAAAAAAIs/uYJTV5xd9bg/s320/salsa%2520dancing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hang out with YOU...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I just can't!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-5831621556853041575?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/5831621556853041575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=5831621556853041575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5831621556853041575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/5831621556853041575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-feel-like.html' title='This is what I want...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SkGU6umAi5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/v5q1FqARPVE/s72-c/huggies.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-1547050097464459516</id><published>2009-06-12T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:33:14.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woke up late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a glass of milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent some txt messages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Forgot 2day is his birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept on thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Diego's cooking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had nothing else to eat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready to see my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2day is not his birthday, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love being with him &amp;amp; missing him to much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmD7B6DwJxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WQme1wU4rVo/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359559566754326290" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmD7B6DwJxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WQme1wU4rVo/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SjLKjhjtgwI/AAAAAAAAAGc/T0tvx9RGDEM/s1600-h/love8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-1547050097464459516?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1547050097464459516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=1547050097464459516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1547050097464459516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/1547050097464459516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-afternoon.html' title='friday afternoon'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SmD7B6DwJxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/WQme1wU4rVo/s72-c/DSC00165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2807162266546639971.post-3879710200561538213</id><published>2009-06-09T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:35:53.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanecí otra vez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlWBekG9IfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mabwjv1c7n0/s1600-h/sleep12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356329693915980274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlWBekG9IfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mabwjv1c7n0/s400/sleep12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Húmeda, tus labios besando mi boca, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tus manos rozando mi piel, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tu cuerpo sobre el mio, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tú...llenando mi ser. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abrí los ojos... no estabas allí...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2807162266546639971-3879710200561538213?l=dali-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3879710200561538213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2807162266546639971&amp;postID=3879710200561538213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3879710200561538213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2807162266546639971/posts/default/3879710200561538213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dali-blog.blogspot.com/2009/06/amaneci-otra-vez.html' title='Amanecí otra vez...'/><author><name>dal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02218357573343858021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/Slo9sFpzAxI/AAAAAAAAAaI/u72BzkmMDpw/S220/flip44.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgN-RKnHLAQ/SlWBekG9IfI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Mabwjv1c7n0/s72-c/sleep12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
