<?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-4591830362327617581</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:09:47.036-03:00</updated><category term='joy division'/><category term='placebo'/><category term='asdf'/><category term='coldplay'/><category term='yeah yeah yeahs'/><category term='Gregory House'/><category term='xchopan'/><category term='agsdfjakshda'/><category term='me costó entenderlo'/><category term='ti-em-po +ç'/><category term='the temper trap'/><category term='She wants revenge'/><category term='generalmente estas cosas van en mi mente asi que no te molestes en leer- aunque si ya llegaste a la parte de las etiquetas entonces ya leiste.. debi haber 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-276001792754486262</id><published>2012-01-06T02:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T02:55:23.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tengo demasiada pena, a veces me dan ganas de cerrar esta cosa, no sé de que sirve tenerla&lt;br /&gt;se me están pasando tan infernalmente lentos los días que me estoy desesperando, me duelen los pies, el estómago, los ojos, todo me duele&lt;br /&gt;quiero estar tranquila y no quiero mendigar ayuda , todos saben que soy orgullosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero tirarme en mi cama y no pararme nunca más&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera sé de que sirve estar todo el día trabajando si lo que gano (dinero) terminará siendo el foco de alguna discusión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quizás los hippies tenían razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me conformo con un abrazo en realidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-276001792754486262?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/276001792754486262/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=276001792754486262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/276001792754486262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/276001792754486262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2012/01/tengo-demasiada-pena-veces-me-dan-ganas.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-7949377050639008218</id><published>2011-09-14T15:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T15:42:41.535-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tenía ganas de escribir aquí, pero quedan tan pocos días para verte que guardaré esas ganas para escribir después de verte y así incluir más cosas torpes, más cursilerías, más de todo :3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;agh, te aaamo &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-7949377050639008218?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7949377050639008218/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=7949377050639008218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7949377050639008218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7949377050639008218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/09/tenia-ganas-de-escribir-aqui-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1465679142854543898</id><published>2011-08-22T01:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T01:13:54.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no puedo concentrarme en fonética, lo único que quiero es tirarme en el pasto, mirar el cielo y que me digas que todo estará bien&lt;div&gt;hacer entender a tu mente es mucho muy complicado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hola, mis entradas parecen tweets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1465679142854543898?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1465679142854543898/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1465679142854543898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1465679142854543898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1465679142854543898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-puedo-concentrarme-en-fonetica-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4996702022782853767</id><published>2011-08-21T21:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T21:01:00.025-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay cosas que no pueden salir de mi mente, agh.. la odio &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;div&gt;rabiamodeon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4996702022782853767?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2172518945648685983</id><published>2011-08-19T18:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T18:10:26.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tengo una extraña sensación, siento como si me fuera a morir en cualquier momento&lt;div&gt;me cuesta demasiado alejar los miedos que tengo, pero lo hago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aún así no podré alejar jamás el miedo a morir, necesito una vida entera o más para todo lo que he planeado, no sé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no quiero morir, no ahora que por fin me gusta la vida y todo eso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;como morir así?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ironías de la vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2172518945648685983?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/2172518945648685983/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=2172518945648685983&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/2172518945648685983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/2172518945648685983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/08/tengo-una-extrana-sensacion-siento-como.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1498775176693111720</id><published>2011-08-17T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:53:41.817-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dormir toda la tarde &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ir a text&amp;amp;use&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Estoy perdiendo el interés en las cosas .__.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1498775176693111720?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1498775176693111720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1498775176693111720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1498775176693111720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1498775176693111720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/08/dormir-toda-la-tarde-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3270078622515411372</id><published>2011-08-15T23:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T23:38:52.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que te pasa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3270078622515411372?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3270078622515411372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3270078622515411372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3270078622515411372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3270078622515411372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/08/que-te-pasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4383220573154726300</id><published>2011-08-14T20:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:19:05.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vivir contigo *-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoy estuve (ayer y hoy) telepateándote demasiado, pensando mil cosas, imaginándome TODO y quedé en estado de "@__@" perpetuo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;desperté pensando en que todo esto era demasiado cul y se sentía demasiado bien, sentía que era una especie de segunda oportunidad de hacerlo todo bien y tenía que aprovecharla al máximo, tengo demasiadas ganas de hacer mil cosas para tí, no séee, cuidarte, hacerte nanai, decirte mil torpezas por minuto, prepararte regalos de cumpleaños, no sé, tengo unas ganas incontrolables de HACER COSAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mientras pasaba el día me di cuenta de que la mejor forma de HACER COSAS estaba precisamente en todo lo que has dicho que haremos el próximo año y empecé a imaginármelo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;era tan pero tan cul que me reía sola a veces, como pensando, no puede ser que todo esté tan bien &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---- pero si puede ser :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;te amo marcelomora x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;debería seguir escribiendo pero ni siquiera sé como explicarme D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4383220573154726300?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-806009367866544224</id><published>2011-08-10T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T15:41:18.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hola, me llamo Natt y tuve el peor cumpleaños del mundo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-806009367866544224?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/806009367866544224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=806009367866544224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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esos ataques de pensamientos a veces, supongo que no puedo evitarlo, me contagiaste esa manía de pensarlo todo mil veces y volver a pensarlo en caso de que no haya pensado bien la primera vez, es como una enfermedad&lt;div&gt;Hay cosas que me molestan, siempre. hay cosas que me incomodan, a veces. hay cosas que me dan pena y otras que me dan rabia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de verdad no sé como decir esto, no sé si está bien decirlo y no sé si debería, quizás debería quedarme calladita no más, pero no puedo.. porque cada vez que pasa me da pena, me pongo a llorar y sé que suena dramático, pero aunque no lo creas, soy sensible D: xd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La cosa es que a veces te cuento cosas, te digo cosas que quiero, te lo digo en serio, no puede ser más en serio pero tu no me escuchas, me cambias el tema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me siento hasta ridícula repitiendo una y otra vez esas cosas, por que sé que no me vas a escuchar o porque me dirás cualquier cosa, no sé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al principio, cuando se me ocurrían estas ideas locas, pensaba "ohh a marcelo podría encantarle esta idea" y cuando te decía... nada D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me decía a mi misma que tal vez tenías razón y que ser impulsiva no era taaan bueno y que dejara de imaginar que podíamos hacer cualquier cosa, era extraño&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabes una cosa? yo haría CUALQUIER COSA por tenerte cerca siempre &amp;gt;&amp;lt; si sé que tenemos que estudiar, que tenemos que trabajar, para tener cosas, una casa, un gato y un puercoespín y todo... PERO, que te dice que no podemos pasar este tiempo juntos por mientras? ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengo la sensación de que me pierdo muchas cosas de tí y que tu te pierdes cosas de mí también, como si estuvieras esperando algo muy cul pero dejamos el tiempo que tenemos ahora para vernos de vez en cuando, cuando podriamos estar juntos siempre &amp;gt;&amp;lt; yo haría cualquier cosa, irme de mi casa, cambiarme de sede, trabajar en fines de semana, no sé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estoy demasiado enamorada de tí como para perderme los supuestamente "mejores años" de nuestras vidas solo por la comodidad de esperar, no te desespera eso? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No te dan ganas de vivir juntos? No te da rabia decir "no se puede" sabiendo que SI LO QUIERES?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sé oye, siempre me hago todas estas preguntas (y más) cuando hablamos de esto y tú solo dices "no se puede &amp;gt;&amp;lt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que tengo que pensar o sentir yo si lo único que quiero es estar contigo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando te dije que quería irme cerca tuyo sentí que daba lo mismo lo que yo hiciera, ibas a estar igual, I mean... creo que me dijiste algo como "haz lo que quieras", que crees que pasó por mi mente? Que crees que pasa por mi mente pensar en que la única forma de estar cerca tuyo es que YO ME VAYA DE MI CASA? sé que me has dicho que me ayudarías y todo eso, pero no es eso lo que quiero &amp;gt;&amp;lt; me gustaría que se te ocurrieran cosas como a mi, que quisieras hacerlas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No estoy diciendo que no me guste todo lo que he hemos hecho, sobretodo últimamente, porque me ha encantado, cada pequeña cosa &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero podemos tener más, lo sé x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No sé como te tomes esto, pero no puedo hacer como si no molestara porque si me molesta.&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/4591830362327617581-1579551883955148720?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1200195862352358575</id><published>2011-07-31T18:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T18:53:35.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como odio esta casa, ya no sé que hacer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gthtDHlV3pw/TjXc0yOftqI/AAAAAAAABjA/8rrGqMut48k/s1600/38478_1486663682999_1126133379_31389962_5169735_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1200195862352358575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/07/como-odio-esta-casa-ya-no-se-que-hacer.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gthtDHlV3pw/TjXc0yOftqI/AAAAAAAABjA/8rrGqMut48k/s72-c/38478_1486663682999_1126133379_31389962_5169735_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3792597153094453023</id><published>2011-07-20T01:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T01:04:59.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIG PFFF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3792597153094453023?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3792597153094453023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3792597153094453023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3792597153094453023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3792597153094453023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-pfff.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4315587266017871967</id><published>2011-07-19T19:14:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T20:26:14.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Título</title><content type='html'>En estos últimos días he pensado mucho, en todo, si TODO... pero sobretodo en tí, en las cosas que dices o haces, en todo, en lo que has hecho o dicho y en lo que podrás decir o hacer, no sé&lt;br /&gt;también pienso a veces en lo vieja que estoy, I mean, no vieja-VIEJA, pero mira! ya voy a tener 20! y eso me asusta, no me gusta, yo quiero ser joven siempre, whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como dije, pensaba en ti, en lo mucho que me gustas y en lo cursi que me he vuelto, al parecer eso no te molesta, de hecho te gusta&lt;br /&gt;es que no puedo evitarlo, en serio, las cursilerías me salen solas, estoy diciéndote algo y derrepente PAF! algo cursi, y me doy cuenta de que es cursi solo después de decirlo-escribirlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que te amo, espera! estoy segura de que te amo, pero por alguna extraña razón esta vez es distinto, es más grande, más fuerte, todo... será porque me di cuenta de lo que realmente eres?&lt;br /&gt;o será porque esas ganas de vivir entre los mortales (si, me gustó la frase) se transformaron en asco y repulsión al descubrir de que todo no es más que una gran mentira y una muy falsa manera de vivir? no sé&lt;br /&gt;He dicho ya varias veces lo arrepentida que estoy, he hecho muchas cosas para demostrarlo también y creo que todo ya está más que superado, o no? yo lo siento así, y me costó, dejar de sentir culpa y dejar de recordar una y otra vez lo mala que fui (no es que lo haya hecho a propósito, en realidad ni siquiera estaba pensando)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como decía, siento que todo va estar bien ahora, había dicho que es como el cierre de un ciclo y mientras mas lo pienso mas razón me encuentro, QUIERO que todo esté bien y te juro que siempre haré TODO para que así sea&lt;br /&gt;Eres lo único real que tengo y no quiero perderte, a veces me da miedo eso, quiero que seas mío siempre &amp;gt;&amp;lt; porque eres mío &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiero estar contigo siempre, quiero despertar todos los días contigo, flojear contigo, no sé &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La gente puede pensar que es demasiado y que nadie puede sentir todo esto por una persona, pero es que la gente no sabe nada, estoy segura de que nadie puede sentir las cosas que yo siento porque casi nadie nunca encuentra alguien perfecto Y YO SI LO HICE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;casi siempre veo personas conformándose con cualquiera y fingen amor, fingen todo, no lo dicen pero yo sé que es así... por eso y por muchas cosas más me siento, espera! SOY superior al resto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque te tengo a tí y porque no quiero nada más, sólo a tí &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;El resto es tan poco importante que ni siquiera me dan ganas de hablar de eso  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me crees cierto? crees todo lo que te digo? lo sientes tan real como yo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siempre te hago esas preguntas telepáticamente, a veces me imagino tus respuestas  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengo muchas ganas de verte, queda poco &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quiero decirte todas estas cosas y ver tus reacciones, quiero abrazarte tan fuerte y no soltarte nunca &amp;gt;&amp;lt; quiero besarte hasta cansarme, quiero dormirme contigo, quiero tocarte, quiero despertarme sintiendo el calor de tu cuerpo, besarte para despertarte, tocar tu pelo, acariciar tu espalda, mirarte y sentir que lo tengo todo y que no necesito nada más, quiero hacer el amor contigo.. por que me gusta, porque es cul, porque me encanta estar cerca tuyo, a veces siento que podría llegar a leer tu mente, sé que algún día podré, lo quiero TODO  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Te amo, lo sabes.. cierto? todo va a estar bien, solo mantente tal cual eres &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-QkVEMe890/TiYd9JSB3bI/AAAAAAAABik/Of0LR_NtThE/s1600/IMG_5353-%2B%25282%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-QkVEMe890/TiYd9JSB3bI/AAAAAAAABik/Of0LR_NtThE/s400/IMG_5353-%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631221320374148530" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TE AMO &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&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/4591830362327617581-4315587266017871967?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4315587266017871967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4315587266017871967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4315587266017871967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4315587266017871967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/07/titulo.html' title='Título'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-QkVEMe890/TiYd9JSB3bI/AAAAAAAABik/Of0LR_NtThE/s72-c/IMG_5353-%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6175586534796643055</id><published>2011-07-16T04:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T04:42:08.044-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All over again</title><content type='html'>Que raro se siente escribir aquí de nuevo, o sea, no sé... es como dije: volver al pasado, pero sabes? ni siquiera necesito volver al pasado, ya no quiero, prefiero estar aquí, todo lo que pasó, todo, absolutamente TODO, no tiene ningún peso, ninguna importancia... I mean, comparado con lo que siento ahora, por tí, por nosotros, no es nada&lt;div&gt;No sé como pero, después de todo lo que he tenido que procesar últimamente... sabes que queda? Un sentimiento puro, demasiado puro, demasiado inocente, no sé hahaha me siento como un ave Fénix, como si hubiese vuelto a nacer, como un bebé o algo, sintiendo todo como si fuera la primera vez... quizás por eso me he confundido un poco, quizás por eso me siento vacía a veces, quizás por eso me asustan tantas cosas&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mi intención NUNCA es sonar cursi, pero al parecer tengo una especie de talento (?) que me hace sonar cursi igual, te amo tanto, tanto que me pierdo a veces, me encuentro sin saber que hacer o pensar, en si quizás la imagen que tengo de tí es demasiado, o no sé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toda esta porquería psicológica, el estar bien, el controlarse es basura, desde cuando hay que controlar las emociones o los sentimientos? no se debe hacer, aparecen solamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y ni siquiera me importa, yo solo quiero estar contigo, quiero contarte las cosas a tí, no quiero psicoanálisis, quiero compartir solamente, quiero que me escuchen, quiero escucharte.. debo admitir que querer estar sin tí fue una de las peores ideas que se me han ocurrido--no espera, ha sido LA PEOR IDEA DE MI VIDA, es que simplemente no se puede, extrañé demasiado TODO, a tí, tus torpezas, tus caras, tus abrazos, tus besos.. extrañé sentirte, dormirme pensando que lo tengo todo por estar contigo y despertar pensando que todo está y estará bien siempre, esa seguridad de las cosas, extrañé tener mi mente llena de planes, de cosas por hacer y decir, listas mentales que te incluían siempre, extrañé esa especial desconexión con el mundo real que tengo cuando estoy contigo, dejame decirte que vivir entre los mortales es asqueroso, te extrañé, cada maldito día que estuve sin tí&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tener todo eso (y más) ahora es como, no sé, lo mejor del mundo, me siento invencible, superior, no me importa cuantas cosas malas puedan pasarme, no me importa no poder tener hijos (mentira, si me importa ._. ) no me importa nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lo unico que quiero es que estemos juntos, tranquilos, que me ames, quiero amarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ha pasado demasiado tiempo desde que te dije que me gustabas, y sigo creyendo que ha sido la mejor decision impulsiva que he tenido, te imaginas si no hubiese dicho nada!? D:!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quizás no escribí tanto pero... es porque quiero ver tu cara cuando te diga todo lo que pienso, porque verte con cara de "ups:" es probablemente una de las mejores cosas del mundo entero&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Todo, te juro que todo estará bien ahora, tú eres lo más importante, no hay nada más, es contigo o con nadie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6175586534796643055?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6175586534796643055/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6175586534796643055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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por &lt;a href="http://monnochrome.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Espero entiendas, meow~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-8712387373031267894?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/8712387373031267894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=8712387373031267894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/8712387373031267894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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no hice el practico de Lengua Materna porque tengo paja y no he hecho mi tarea de Fonética porque Roldán me retó hoy por no saber pronunciar LEARN, ya si igual a nadie le importa porque nadie lee mi Blog porque mi vida es una vil mierda y yo soy una miserable que no merece vivir- no sé que estoy hablando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Querido Blog, te cuento que mañana Jueves tengo prueba, te cuento que mañana me voy a Conce y no sé que diré o haré, me siento como la primera vez que te vi, una mezcla entre nervios yyyy otra cosa que AÚN no sé que era asdfghyjukil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No imprimí mi script para la Oompa Loompa- shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me queda una hoja del parafraseo y solo tengo que copiar lo que subrayé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoy me robé unos audífonos del LAB, comí pizza con la Yeffi y Lenny, no fuí a Ayudantía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me estoy quedando dormida, un beso gay a todos los que lean mis porquerías, o sea: NADIE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PD: Blog, olvidé contarte que éstos han sido unos días de mierda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-22373034950476139?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/22373034950476139/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=22373034950476139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/22373034950476139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4762560272008874625?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4762560272008874625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4762560272008874625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4762560272008874625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4762560272008874625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/04/hola-blog-quiero-decirte-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5077439426833875235</id><published>2011-04-28T22:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T22:38:51.678-03:00</updated><title type='text'>SK</title><content type='html'>A veces creo que la vida no tiene ningún sentido, hasta que recuerdo Shaman King y todo recobra el sentido inicial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xxqR_T_WSho/TboWc0DC2HI/AAAAAAAABfk/-0eQ_tEC5-Q/s400/519461sk_horohoro0010.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600813770852194418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lo dije una vez y lo diré de nuevo: HoroHoro es la ley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5077439426833875235?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5077439426833875235/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5077439426833875235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5077439426833875235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5077439426833875235'/><link 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saber lo que una persona significa para mi si ni siquiera me has visto una vez en tu vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y creí que yo era la estúpida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! wait, hay alguien que sigue esta porquería? XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3570670574016932250?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3570670574016932250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3570670574016932250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3570670574016932250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3570670574016932250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-what.html' title='so what?'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4745070491808279871</id><published>2011-04-23T01:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T02:05:44.602-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oye</title><content type='html'>De verdad tenía que caer bien bien bieeeeeeeen bajo para entender todo, nueva vida, here I come.&lt;br /&gt;Siento que soy una vil mierda, en serio. Quizás la vida al estilo Supertramp pueda arreglar todo, eso y mi arrepentimiento eterno, me arrepiento me arrepiento me arrepiento me arrepiento me arrepiento me arrepiento ojalá pudieras perdonarme, por estúpida, por más estúpida y por no haberme dado cuenta antes... pero como es imposible alimentaré mi mente con los excesivamente muchos recuerdos que tengo de tí, todos son buenos y eso me hace sufrir más, creo.&lt;br /&gt;No sé si es por semana chanta o qué pero siento que dios me castiga por mis pecados, siento que todos tuvieron razón menos yo y siento que me perdí olímpicamente, no sé si leerás esto, siento que no.. pero si llegaras a hacerlo por favor ten en cuenta que fuiste lo más puro y real que pudo haberme pasado, casi 3 años de planes, vistas al futuro y cosas locas que sé que jamás podré planear con nadie, fuiste lo mejor... aún después de lo que hice, seguías esperando mi arrepentimiento y yo la muy imbécil creía que podría seguir sin tí, juraba que no te merecía, I mean... aún lo siento así, pero no quise engañarme a mi misma y creerlo, sólo para mantenerte cerca, mi moralidad apareció justo cuando no tenía que aparecer y me dejé llevar por el de "Natalia mereces lo peor, no puedes tenerlo a él"&lt;br /&gt;Ah por la mierda, te extraño horriblemente, tengo tantas cosas que contarte, tantas tonteras inútiles que no le he dicho a nadie, tanto todo guardado en mi cabeza ._____. &lt;br /&gt;Dejé ir lo único que me importaba realmente y estoy sola, realmente sola, no sé que será de mí mañana pero agh, soy una verdadera mierda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4745070491808279871?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4745070491808279871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4745070491808279871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4745070491808279871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4745070491808279871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/04/oye.html' title='Oye'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4850642020180952253</id><published>2011-04-18T20:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T20:50:05.864-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="460" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AOJXeExLq8k?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La cocaína no es buena para su salud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La cocaína is not good for you.&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/4591830362327617581-4850642020180952253?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4850642020180952253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4850642020180952253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4850642020180952253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4850642020180952253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/04/cc.html' title='CC'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AOJXeExLq8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3928211146763409979</id><published>2011-04-18T00:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T00:43:48.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Creo que acabo de morir ._.&lt;div&gt;No sabes cuanta razón tienes, soy lo peor en el universo... una mierda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3928211146763409979?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-182242462313855070</id><published>2011-04-17T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:11:28.092-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soy una verdadera y vil mierda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-182242462313855070?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/182242462313855070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=182242462313855070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amHGXEmUe_g/TZqQm7v2-jI/AAAAAAAABfE/PhARa_iF_dg/s1600/Picture0020.jpg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 347px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amHGXEmUe_g/TZqQm7v2-jI/AAAAAAAABfE/PhARa_iF_dg/s400/Picture0020.jpg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591940885881748018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cara de idiota máxima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"No sé que tengo que estudiar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me re-cago en las Ayudantías y mis ventanas eternas, sólo sirven para fomentar mis siestas en el casino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La U es fome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-138366470449784364?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/138366470449784364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=138366470449784364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/138366470449784364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/138366470449784364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/04/stupidnatt.html' title='stupidnatt'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amHGXEmUe_g/TZqQm7v2-jI/AAAAAAAABfE/PhARa_iF_dg/s72-c/Picture0020.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6285189957788056280</id><published>2011-04-04T20:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T20:47:11.938-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estoy enferma de la cabeza y me gusta.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hoy me saqué un 3.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-958429310869804450</id><published>2011-04-02T15:24:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T15:27:46.289-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;CREO QUE EL MUNDO TIENE ESQUIZOFRENIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-958429310869804450?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4790678446796432562</id><published>2011-04-01T23:55:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T00:36:02.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tengo una canción para este momento:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="460" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/32udqal_lyQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'M NOT IN LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4790678446796432562?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/32udqal_lyQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5204403600844827097</id><published>2011-03-30T21:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:10:52.458-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola, me entregaron mi primera nota del año: un 6.4&lt;div&gt;mierda de libro fome, mierda de prueba fácil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me resfrié también, hoy fue el peor día de marzo :c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5204403600844827097?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5809954856878305494</id><published>2011-03-29T00:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:34:50.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola, me llamo natt, tengo sueño y estoy harta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5809954856878305494?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5809954856878305494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5809954856878305494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5809954856878305494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5809954856878305494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/hola-me-llamo-natt-y-tengo-sueno.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1315412944939834045</id><published>2011-03-28T00:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T01:34:02.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>MGMT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HQ-1jAoMHbQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a place I'd like to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somewhere out west&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not specific&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the pictures show it best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there's trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know there's sand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know there's grass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's somewhere in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a girl out there who's lookin for it too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's not sure when she'll go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or exactly what she'll do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I am doomed am I the first one or the last ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am I just someone from the past ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I ever saw a ghost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'd change the way I think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't gasp for air if ever I did sink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't struggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd just let it all out fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then start living in the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If we hold the hand that rapes the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And everyone can feel the hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And nothing's gonna change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It could be the time we're living in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll never feel so safe again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But love always remains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of the darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one has to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound of people laughing at their fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ocean and sun are always there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make you happy if you're feeling scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;video de mierda, solo sale la carátula, siempre creí que era una canción perfecta y jamás supe por qué- hasta ahora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;todo se siente demasiado irreal, como si estuviera pasando en un mundo paralelo o algo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no sé que hacer ahora, ser un zombie creo, teñiré mi pelo verde zombie para ir acorde a la situación&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ah no sé, que hago? que hago? que hago? que hago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me siento a esperar un meteorito? un tusunami? un marepoto? agh it would be great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lo siento pero no puedo dejar las entradas antiguas- las dejé como borrador, me demoré mil años, aproveché de leerlas también, no sé&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mañana veo que hago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1315412944939834045?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1315412944939834045/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1315412944939834045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1315412944939834045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1315412944939834045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/mgmt.html' title='MGMT'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HQ-1jAoMHbQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3258428315631549752</id><published>2011-03-27T01:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T01:31:33.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah la vida es muy rara-&lt;div&gt;algún día vuelvo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3258428315631549752?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3258428315631549752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3258428315631549752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3258428315631549752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3258428315631549752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/ah-la-vida-es-muy-rara-algun-dia-vuelvo.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2504044060734160883</id><published>2011-03-22T21:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:08:31.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>llevo casi 40 horas despierta, no sé que pasa, el sueño me evita, tengo muchos trabajos y ni siquiera los he hecho bien&lt;div&gt;sometimes i think i'm a disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero luego me doy cuenta de que siempre he sido así&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entonces, habrá algo extra que me tiene pseudo distraida? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creo que es el hambre, i mean; la falta de hambre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengo ganas de dormir para siempre en los sillones de la U, desparramada y todo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengo ganas de tomar cafecito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tengo ganas de cualquier cosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sasadasasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2504044060734160883?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/2504044060734160883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=2504044060734160883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/2504044060734160883'/><link rel='self' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2967710448126248373</id><published>2011-03-18T01:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T01:53:56.082-03:00</updated><title type='text'>you're touching on my hand like you own it, oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el otro día vi una polera FREEDOM OR DEATH y me enamoré.&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/4591830362327617581-2967710448126248373?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/2967710448126248373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4995099528962730830</id><published>2011-03-15T15:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T15:23:14.117-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola, estoy en la U, tengo calor, tengo sueño pero no tengo hambre, eso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4995099528962730830?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4995099528962730830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4995099528962730830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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tonta&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;erased, over, out&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/4591830362327617581-7513120522617985020?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7513120522617985020/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=7513120522617985020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7513120522617985020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7513120522617985020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-se-que-me-pasa-estoy-pensando-cosas.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-8001419559620061842</id><published>2011-03-11T14:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T14:23:36.962-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MGMT'/><title type='text'>time to pretend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B9dSYgd5Elk?rel=0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm feeling rough, i'm feeling raw, i'm in the prime of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is our decision, to live fast and die young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we've got the vision, now let's have some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;forget about our mothers and our friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're fated to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're fated to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, i'll miss the boredom and the freedom and the time spent alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's really nothing, nothing we can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the models will have children, we'll get a divorce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we'll find some more models, everything must run it's course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were fated to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're fated to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kick-ass lifestyle, i guess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-8001419559620061842?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/8001419559620061842/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=8001419559620061842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/8001419559620061842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/8001419559620061842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/mgmt-time-to-pretend-por-potq.html' title='time to pretend'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B9dSYgd5Elk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1897327658227515923</id><published>2011-03-06T02:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T03:09:52.269-03:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>NOOOOOOOO, se echó a perder mi cámara D:!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1897327658227515923?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1897327658227515923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1897327658227515923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1897327658227515923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1897327658227515923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/noooooooo-se-echo-perder-mi-camara-d.html' title='-'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3190599360463703773</id><published>2011-03-03T23:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T23:18:39.254-03:00</updated><title type='text'>No buses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WK4wISbGvJw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;does that mean that i can too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3190599360463703773?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3190599360463703773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3190599360463703773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3190599360463703773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3190599360463703773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-buses.html' title='No buses'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WK4wISbGvJw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6308606876948819736</id><published>2011-02-27T18:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:14:25.213-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, no recuerdo haberme sentido tan mal desde- nunca&lt;div&gt;si no me muero hoy, mañana será un pésimo día y así para siempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en serio o-o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6308606876948819736?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6308606876948819736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6308606876948819736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6308606876948819736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6308606876948819736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/02/ok-no-recuerdo-haberme-sentido-tan-mal.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5834642052355443251</id><published>2011-02-15T21:45:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T03:03:07.747-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the temper trap'/><title type='text'>sweet disposition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sZJCU-aLqUw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;won't stop til it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;won't stop to surrender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5834642052355443251?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5834642052355443251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5834642052355443251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5834642052355443251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5834642052355443251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/02/sweet-disposition.html' title='sweet disposition'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sZJCU-aLqUw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1953378984621927624</id><published>2011-02-14T18:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T18:24:55.364-03:00</updated><title type='text'>not again, please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx6YjC_YssQ/TVmc1RM3usI/AAAAAAAABCs/ImgYLws61f0/s1600/IMG_8504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx6YjC_YssQ/TVmc1RM3usI/AAAAAAAABCs/ImgYLws61f0/s400/IMG_8504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573658452812085954" /&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/4591830362327617581-1953378984621927624?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1953378984621927624/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1953378984621927624&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1953378984621927624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1953378984621927624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/02/not-again-please.html' title='not again, please'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gx6YjC_YssQ/TVmc1RM3usI/AAAAAAAABCs/ImgYLws61f0/s72-c/IMG_8504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4479017790562606003</id><published>2011-02-08T20:20:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T20:39:54.976-03:00</updated><title type='text'>from the Ritz to the rubble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TVHROqwFpqI/AAAAAAAABCE/97dm7wbAtoQ/s1600/NDVD_002.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TVHROqwFpqI/AAAAAAAABCE/97dm7wbAtoQ/s400/NDVD_002.BMP" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571464263958374050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i thought a thousand million things that i could never think this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;got too deep, but how deep is too deep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;last night what we talked about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it made so much sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but now the haze has ascended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it don't make no sense anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;said last night what we talked about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it made so much sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;but now the haze has ascended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;it don't make no sense anymore, oh no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hay veces, en que las canciones explican mucho mejor las cosas que mi mente, weird uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(si, ya sé-- hay demasiadas canciones aquí últimamente)&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/4591830362327617581-4479017790562606003?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4479017790562606003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4479017790562606003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4479017790562606003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4479017790562606003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-ritz-to-rubble.html' title='from the Ritz to the rubble'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TVHROqwFpqI/AAAAAAAABCE/97dm7wbAtoQ/s72-c/NDVD_002.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3622043967995427149</id><published>2011-02-07T23:38:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T00:04:32.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornerstone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LIQz6zZi7R0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tell me where's your hiding place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm worried i'll forget your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i've asked everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i'm beginning to think i imagined you all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3622043967995427149?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3622043967995427149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3622043967995427149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-8153037971186811432</id><published>2011-02-03T01:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T01:39:12.113-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm gonna die tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-8153037971186811432?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/8153037971186811432/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=8153037971186811432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/8153037971186811432'/><link 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hate them all, i hate myself for hating them, so i'll drink some more-- i love them all, i'll drink even more-- i'll hate them even more than i did before, on the other side, on the other side, nobody's waiting for me, on the other side, i remember when you came, you taught me how to sing, now.. it's seems so far away, you taught me how to sing, i'm tired of being so judgemental of everyone, i will not go to sleep, i will train my eyes to see that my mind is as blind as a branch on a tree, on the other side, on the other side, i know what's waiting for me, on the other side, on the other side, on the other side, i know you're waiting for me, on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/66FFScgTOcQ?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what a perfect song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/4591830362327617581-596762785926375672?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/596762785926375672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=596762785926375672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/596762785926375672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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strokes---&lt;div&gt;no hace falta decir que no se me ocurre nada, cierto? CIERTO?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a veces me dan esas crisis de creatividad, todo lo que digo me suena idiota.. y cuando tengo una idea, se me olvida!! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what-ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-765183527314962600?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/765183527314962600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=765183527314962600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/765183527314962600'/><link rel='self' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5572367738942608970</id><published>2011-01-12T16:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T16:50:30.666-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regina spektor'/><title type='text'>us</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fczPlmz-Vug?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fczPlmz-Vug?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and it's contagious&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and it's contagious-us-us-us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5572367738942608970?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5572367738942608970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5572367738942608970&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5572367738942608970'/><link rel='self' 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title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5442377128964723384</id><published>2011-01-04T13:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:11:47.374-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no pude resistirme a los 800 mil anuales&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jajaja jamás creí que en mi vida me becarían de alguna cosa, EPIC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5442377128964723384?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4978943858404283728</id><published>2010-12-29T14:47:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T15:05:20.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;mi vida es &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TAAAN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;fome&lt;br /&gt;que estoy siempre quedándome dormida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;el otro día me llevaron a la playa, en mi casa hay un ritual extraño: vas a la playa los días después de navidad y año n&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;uevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gusta, somos muchas personas y así es más fácil ignorarlos a todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gusta también el camino a la playa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a 180km/h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TRt2_LDsFnI/AAAAAAAABB4/fY9Vor63xqc/s1600/IMG_7858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556165392963737202" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TRt2_LDsFnI/AAAAAAAABB4/fY9Vor63xqc/s400/IMG_7858.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/4591830362327617581-4978943858404283728?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4978943858404283728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4978943858404283728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3184797978196575253</id><published>2010-12-20T16:24:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T16:32:14.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>deprimida?</title><content type='html'>es como una mezcla entre burla humanitaria, sarcasmo, un poco de odio y resentimiento hacia todo el mundo- sintiendote orgulloso de eso, un sentimiento de superioridad, alegría por no ser como los demás y un leve consuelo al saber que jamás entenderán&lt;br /&gt;como odiar al mundo sin sentirse mal por eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arctic monkeys son todo eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el ritmo ultra pegajoso que te dan ganas de bailar, suenan a esas típicas canciones alegres sin sentido pero-- LAS LETRAS&lt;br /&gt;jamás había leido letras tan como yo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;odiosas del tipo "what do you knoooow? oh, you know nothing!", bueno esa canción es enteramente odiosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cursis como "and i'll be yooours until the sun no longer shines, yours until the poets run out of rhymes.. in other words until the end of time" -no importa que sea un cover-&lt;br /&gt;o "but i crumble completely when you cry, it seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye.. i'm always just about to go and spoil a surprise, take my hands off of your eyes too soon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alteradas como "all you people are vampires!"&lt;br /&gt;o "i don't want to hear you, kick me out, kick me out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despectivas "who'd want to be men of the people, when there's people like you?"&lt;br /&gt;o "back up to their brains to form expressions on their stupid faces"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raras "D is for delightful and try to keep your trousers on"&lt;br /&gt;o "dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impulsivas "but we'll do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pesimistas "the best you ever had, the best you ever had.. is just a memory and those dreams"&lt;br /&gt;o "well now then Mardy Bum, oh i'm in trouble again, aren't i?"&lt;br /&gt;o la tan memorable "is the proof that love's not only blind but deaf"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agresivas "do me a favour and break my nose"&lt;br /&gt;o "fuck it all and break your nose" (creo que le gusta romper narices)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sin letra como "Chun Li's spinning bird kick" que es lo mejor para cuando estás enojado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay canciones, como "i bet you look good on the dancefloor" o "Mardy Bum" que son simplemente perfectas, de principio a fin&lt;br /&gt;o canciones como "leave before the lights come on" o "505" que me hacen pensar que tal vez, en algun mundo paralelo, yo las escribí&lt;br /&gt;canciones como "perhaps vampires is a bit strong but..." que me dan ganas de gritar&lt;br /&gt;y otras como "a certain romance" que me hacen querer replantearme todo el universo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sé realmente que tienen&lt;br /&gt;pero me enamoré de absolutamente todos sus discos, ah no.. aún no puedo absorver bien HUMBUG.. pero que importa&lt;br /&gt;me convierto en una persona completamente distinta al escucharlos&lt;br /&gt;sirven de terapia, reemplazarían perfectamente las pastillas que receta el doctor- in fact, lo están haciendo&lt;br /&gt;me dan ganas de estudiar psicología y recetarle canciones a mis pacientes, pero como odio a los psicólogos, no va a pasar nunca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me gustaría viajar en el tiempo y compararme con la natalia de hace un año&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si no es esto felicidad entonces no sé que es y probablemente nunca lo sabré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;touché&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; psicólogo tonto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3184797978196575253?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3184797978196575253/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3184797978196575253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3184797978196575253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3184797978196575253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/12/deprimida.html' title='deprimida?'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2891029609540649939</id><published>2010-12-15T16:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:08:52.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y bueno, anoche me puse a pensar&lt;div&gt;resulta que vivir en otra ciudad cuesta mucho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;voy a extrañar a mi hermana, voy a querer que mi mamá me lave la ropa y me haga la cama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que pasará si estudio cualquier porquería y me quedo aquí hasta los 25 años?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me arrepentiré o dará lo mismo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;según yo, una carrera no cambia tu vida-- es más, ni siquiera entraría a la u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero, los trabajos normales no me gustan, pagan poco, te esfuerzas demasiado y al final vas a querer suicidarte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mi "obsesión" con CINE o DISEÑO GRAFICO viene de la idea de querer hacer algo cul, no estudiar nada más que historia del arte y cosas que ya sé, tengo un miedo terrible a aburrirme de la carrera y salirme a mitad de año- ya me estoy poniendo vieja, no puedo darme ese lujo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero y que pasa si estudio cualquier cosa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eso no hará que dejen de gustarme las películas, o si?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eso no hará que sea como ellos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;creo que debo pensar más&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2891029609540649939?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3375840363709083161</id><published>2010-12-12T17:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:49:28.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tengo esa sensación, de que todo va a salir mal&lt;br /&gt;a veces me dan ganas de decir, ya basta para que pare, pero y que hago después?&lt;br /&gt;me siento a esperar?&lt;br /&gt;no sé por qué siempre he tenido que esperar, tener paciencia, distraerme, tratar de no pensar&lt;br /&gt;soy yo misma la que se pone todas esas condiciones? o a dios le gusta verme perder la compostura?&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera se de que hablo cuando digo "dios"&lt;br /&gt;estoy en el mundo, tratando de entender, encontrar respuestas, asi como la bolsa de plástico de un corto que vi una vez- que dejó todo por encontrar a la tipa que la tiró a la basura--- y ni siquiera están recogiendo la basura! están en paro&lt;br /&gt;y que pasa después?&lt;br /&gt;alguien lo sabrá con seguridad?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3375840363709083161?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3375840363709083161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3375840363709083161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3375840363709083161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3375840363709083161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/12/tengo-esa-sensacion-de-que-todo-va.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1614009716733416325</id><published>2010-12-08T17:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:30:41.628-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TEDDY PICKER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2A2XBoxtcUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2A2XBoxtcUA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Asuming that all things are equal,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who'd want to be men of the people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When there's people like---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1614009716733416325?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1614009716733416325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1614009716733416325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1614009716733416325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1614009716733416325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/12/teddy-picker.html' title='TEDDY PICKER'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6881852111656318939</id><published>2010-12-05T17:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:13:31.099-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TPv9c8DGXfI/AAAAAAAABBU/Pmkk1oqcdLg/s1600/remember_me01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TPv9c8DGXfI/AAAAAAAABBU/Pmkk1oqcdLg/s400/remember_me01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547306039634189810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a veces me dan ganas de golpear personas, seré normal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Gandhi said that whatever you do in life will be insignificant-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6881852111656318939?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6881852111656318939/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6881852111656318939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6881852111656318939'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>piggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;el otro día me puse a ver fotos antiguas, pero AN-TI-GUAS.. encontré puras porquerías pero tambien me choqué con esto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TPazX6xqJ3I/AAAAAAAABBM/eFAmcCD4eZc/s1600/--%2B%252823%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TPazX6xqJ3I/AAAAAAAABBM/eFAmcCD4eZc/s400/--%2B%252823%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545817214649247602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hace como cinco años, cuando ricardo tenía el pelo como niña y cuando llegaban regalos para los cumpleaños&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/4591830362327617581-7948659046972531100?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7948659046972531100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=7948659046972531100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7948659046972531100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7948659046972531100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/12/piggy.html' title='piggy'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TPazX6xqJ3I/AAAAAAAABBM/eFAmcCD4eZc/s72-c/--%2B%252823%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5742267698408387246</id><published>2010-11-25T16:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T16:54:14.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>estuve acordandome de travis y why does it always rain on me, si.. me sentí llovida&lt;br /&gt;es una de esas canciones aleatorias que descubrí gracias a personas que ni siquiera conozco&lt;br /&gt;nunca me dediqué a buscar más sobre travis, solo recuerdo un viejo video sobre un hombre-huevo&lt;br /&gt;con travis me acuerdo de placebo y el video de black-eyed que alguien me recomendó -el mismo que me recomendó travis jajaja- y empiezo a recordar la inmensa cantidad de recados que debi dar a otra persona que -no puedo creerlo- aún no conozco, y que por razones totalmente ajenas a mi voluntad, debi dejar de hablarle&lt;br /&gt;me acuerdo de las historias locas de amor-odio de ambos y me acuerdo de lo raro que fue saber que estaban juntos de nuevo y lo poco sorprendida que quedé cuando supe que ya no querian verse más&lt;br /&gt;me acuerdo de una canción que este sujeto escribió a petición mía, en realidad no me acuerdo, no sé como era xd&lt;br /&gt;me acuerdo de taaaantas pero tantas cosas que me parece increíble que haya pasado hace tanto tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una de mis mejores ideas sobre "películas que podría hacer" tiene que ver exactamente con ustedes, es increíble como todo se conecta, es una mezcla entre mis sueños, la realidad, mi imaginación y ladder to the sun de coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volviendo a lo anterior -en realidad no- no sé como pasa pero siempre me toca conocer a las personas más raras&lt;br /&gt;tal vez sea porque todos tienen algo de raro si te dedicas a observarlos mejor -y soy bastante observadora, tanto.. que ni siquiera necesito leer mentes, ya sé lo que piensas- pero la gente que conozco cruzó el límite hace rato&lt;br /&gt;están todos locos, en serio&lt;br /&gt;gente muy manipuladora, exagerada, preocupada, en exceso responsable, mentirosa, tonta-pero-TONTA, que tienen una capacidad increible para crearse problemas solos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siempre me he preguntado, como viven? o-o&lt;br /&gt;que pasa por sus mentes mediocres?&lt;br /&gt;que cosa piensan cuando se están quedando dormidos?&lt;br /&gt;y cuando despiertan? en que piensan primero? no les aburre tener vidas tan fomes? de verdad no hay nada que les llame la atención? nada que les guste? por que hay gente que estudia ingeniería comercial? EN SERIO LES GUSTAN LOS NUMEROS?!!?!?! puede existir alguien así? que ven cuando se miran al espejo? que ven cuando miran a los demás? que creen que conseguirán? pensarán en que pasa después de que te mueres? sabrán que -a donde quiera que se vayan- al morir no se podrán llevar su carrera? no podrán llevarse su casa inmensa, su auto de lujo, su ropa cara, sus zapatos importados, sus joyas de oro, su cuenta en el banco, su plasma de 50 pulgadas, su iphone ni su inada!?! la gente normal piensa DE VERDAD en lo que tienen dentro? sentimientos, ideas, certezas y dudas que SI importan?&lt;br /&gt;de verdad es taaaan importante ser alguien influyente y que haga algo util?&lt;br /&gt;de que mierda me va a servir la trigonometría en 20 años? -ya si sé, lo digo porque con o sin preu, jamás la entendí- en serio, en serio, pero en serio quieren darle importancia a esas cosas? depender de esas cosas? en serio no son nada sin su auto?&lt;br /&gt;que personas más vacías&lt;br /&gt;creo que si alguien normal pudiera entrar en mi mente por un rato, se volvería loca, no sé como lo hace pero tiene ideas y cosas muy locas, ya no la puedo controlar-- ayudaaa jaja xd&lt;br /&gt;no necesito ayuda, no necesito nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, ando pesimista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5742267698408387246?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5742267698408387246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5742267698408387246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5742267698408387246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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micros me esperan, mi mamá despierta muda, no hacen almuerzo, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pero cuando pasa algo malo, sigue así por el resto del día&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;por ejemplo, me quedo dormida, no encuentro el shampoo, se me acaba el gas justo antes de enjuagar el pelo, me caigo al salir del baño, me visto rapido, me olvido de peinarme, salgo corriendo, se me pasa la micro, no alcanzo a llegar a clases, mi mamá no pagó la cuota, vuelvo a mi casa, hay mucho desorden, mi mamá dejo cocinado, mi hermana sale más temprano, mi hermano está en la casa, dan puras tonteras en la tele, msn no funciona, hace calor, tengo sed, no hay jugo, me carga la bebida, el agua está tibia, mejor tomo té, no queda azúcar, se corta la luz, vuelve y la tele no prende, msn sigue sin funcionar, por fin se me quita la tos infernal pero hoy tengo alergia, intento reirme un poco y pongo tbbt, MEGAVIDEO NO ME DEJA!!! he intentado mil veces ver el mismo capitulo, creo que me lo voy a perder para siempre, dicen que es el mejor de la cuarta temporada, pero como confiar en personas que no conoces? me esta empezando a doler la cabeza y aun tengo que ir a comprar pan a esa porqueria donde siempre hace calor y hay mucha gente, a veces me dan ganas de sacar el pan y salir como si nada, nadie se daría cuenta-- pero por una razón super tonta, no lo hago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;siempre tengo razones tontas para no hacer las cosas que más ganas tengo de hacer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no me importa si lo anterior está mal escrito, lo entiendo igual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2179714449528393981?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/2179714449528393981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-7555262917276886173?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7555262917276886173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=7555262917276886173&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7555262917276886173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7555262917276886173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_15.html' title='-'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TOGWBcI6GRI/AAAAAAAABBE/3L9-GDHNejc/s72-c/IMG_6989%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-7147496450468890621</id><published>2010-11-09T17:58:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:33:14.179-03:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>el otro día, de puro aburrida, empezé a recordar si alguna vez habia tenido un perro, y resulta que si tuve uno, UNA.. se llamaba susy y un día tuvo perritos y se murió, sola, se fue a meter abajo de la casa, como si supiera que iba a morir, me quedé con los perritos que se murieron al día siguiente, nunca más tuve un perro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando tenía como 4 años, mi abuela me regaló un pato&lt;br /&gt;un día, mi mamá lo cocinó y me obligó a comérmelo&lt;br /&gt;nunca más tuve cosas con alas y nunca más comí carne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando vivía en chillán, mi vecino veterinario tenía una tortuga, un día la atropellaron y juré nunca tener mascotas porque todas se morían, incluso las de mis vecinos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que alguna vez llegué a pensar que tenía una maldición o algo jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando tenía 8, atropellé un perro y a los 10 encerré a un gato en un refrigerador viejo que había en el patio -aún no recuerdo por qué lo hice, supongo que a los 10 eso parece divertido-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de ahí empezaron los gatos&lt;br /&gt;sin mentir, he tenido más de 20 gatos en toda mi vida&lt;br /&gt;casi siempre vienen de a 3 y se van muriendo uno por uno, los atropellan, se escapan, se los roban, se mueren misteriosamente, etc.&lt;br /&gt;mi primer gato se llamó miau jaja, era blanco y tenía la punta de la cola negra, o tal vez era negro con la punta de la cola blanca, no recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;era gordo y grande y era tan lindo que me lo robaron&lt;br /&gt;después tuve muchos que no recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una vez me regalaron un gato, era el 2006 o 2007 no me acuerdo&lt;br /&gt;era negro entero&lt;br /&gt;siempre quise uno así, como salem&lt;br /&gt;nunca supe si era gato o gata hasta que le salieron gatitos, se acumularon tantos que se empezaron a perder -a todo esto, han visto los gatos recién nacidos? son asquerosos-&lt;br /&gt;a este gato lo bañé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2bqMO66I/AAAAAAAABAc/Gdj7HXvK_nc/s1600/1198726589_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2bqMO66I/AAAAAAAABAc/Gdj7HXvK_nc/s320/1198726589_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537657803127057314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo peiné, hasta dormí con él&lt;br /&gt;se metía en todas partes, era increíble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2dtgmZ3I/AAAAAAAABA0/t3kABcEFzis/s1600/DSC03181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2dtgmZ3I/AAAAAAAABA0/t3kABcEFzis/s320/DSC03181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537657838377527154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2cej0tEI/AAAAAAAABAk/veE6YMj4FJ8/s1600/DSC02263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2cej0tEI/AAAAAAAABAk/veE6YMj4FJ8/s320/DSC02263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537657817184646210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2c-wBv4I/AAAAAAAABAs/4uW_aJYhD4Q/s1600/DSC02662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2c-wBv4I/AAAAAAAABAs/4uW_aJYhD4Q/s320/DSC02662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537657825825767298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a perro le llegó compañía en el 2008, para mi cumpleaños, me regalaron otro gato -por qué la gente me regalaba gatos?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm22MLsdtI/AAAAAAAABA8/T7vbSkitzQM/s1600/DSC08611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm22MLsdtI/AAAAAAAABA8/T7vbSkitzQM/s320/DSC08611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537658258928203474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este gato se murió al día siguiente&lt;br /&gt;nunca le dije a la yeffi que su regalo se había muerto, creo que una vez me amenazaron con contarle pero no me acuerdo quién ni donde ni mucho menos si lo hizo-- mentira! fuiste tú y nunca le dijiste xd :-* me parece increíble que todo se conecte contigo @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;después de eso nació mi hermana y perro tuvo que irse a vivir afuera, nunca más lo tomé y empezé a odiarlo&lt;br /&gt;soñaba con que se perdía y no volvía nunca más pero ahí estaba, siempre mirando con cara de "alimentame"&lt;br /&gt;cuando me cambié de casa me olvidé completamente del gato y ahora no sé donde está&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora tengo unas ganas horribles de tener un gato, de encontrar pelos en mi ropa, de escucharlo ronronear, darle yogurt, bañarlo, peinarlo, dormir con él, enseñarle donde hacer pis, etc. o un hamster, olvidé mencionar que tuve un ratón-hamster llamado queso que se arrancó para meterse al refri y nunca más apareció, también tuve un pez que terminé regalando y que murió dos horas después de haberlo regalado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peroperopero hay algo que siempre quise tener&lt;br /&gt;que nunca me regalaron&lt;br /&gt;que jamás pude comprar&lt;br /&gt;que nuncanunca voy a tener&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2bXu3GFI/AAAAAAAABAU/aAzZPPNjZqI/s1600/-----------.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNm2bXu3GFI/AAAAAAAABAU/aAzZPPNjZqI/s320/-----------.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537657798172022866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;debieron haberse acordado.&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/4591830362327617581-7147496450468890621?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7147496450468890621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3127299558175157793</id><published>2010-11-05T12:10:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T12:48:14.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'>english summer rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBQ20DHpk84?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBQ20DHpk84?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" 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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hold your breath and count to ten,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and fall apart and start again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hold your breath and count to ten,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;start again, start again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hold your breath and count your step,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and fall apart and start again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;start again, start again, start again, start again,start again, start again, start again, start again, start again, start again, start again, start again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;debo decir que siempre me gustó placebo y me daba vergüenza decirlo jaja&lt;br /&gt;es que, han visto las personas que escuchan eso? son demasiado raras, me da mucha rabia cuando etiquetan a la gente según sus gustos, na que ver, yo no tengo nada que ponga en evidencia mis gustos y cuando descubren que me gustan este tipo de cosas me ponen junto con la gente rara, en un rincón y me rechazan, me hacen bullying, me tratan hasta de homosexual D: -no, eso no-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me acuerdo de la primera vez que vinieron a chile, yo estaba como en octavo y soñaba con algún día ser grande y hacer lo que quiera y-- mirenme!! maldita sea, ya estoy grande y aún no puedo hacer las cosas que quiero por culpa de algo súper feo:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNQmnE1J2cI/AAAAAAAABAM/ibSXA9rTOx4/s320/money.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536092294698621378" /&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/4591830362327617581-3127299558175157793?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3127299558175157793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3127299558175157793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3127299558175157793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3127299558175157793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/11/english-summer-rain.html' title='english summer rain'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TNQmnE1J2cI/AAAAAAAABAM/ibSXA9rTOx4/s72-c/money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1588232493602247111</id><published>2010-10-30T17:51:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:02:44.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la vida debería tener filtro UV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando me dijiste que turner te recordaba al tipo de los sex pistols, decidí darle una oportunidad al único disco oficial que sacaron, obviando los recopilatorios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me gustó LIAR y esa parte&lt;br /&gt;you'reeee in suspensiooooooon&lt;br /&gt;you're a liaaaar&lt;br /&gt;jajaja suenan demasiado viejos pero familiares&lt;br /&gt;como si los arctic monkeys hubieran viajado en el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMyTveKcPsI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1flM2-8nVfg/s1600/sexpistols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533960485891489474" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMyTveKcPsI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1flM2-8nVfg/s320/sexpistols.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;me gustaron pero no tanto, creo que han exagerado mucho con ellos, igual que con the ramones o esas porquerías&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;prefiero cosas más felices, más gatitos y días con sol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMyVb-pDFnI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_EWaj8XQNN0/s1600/---.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533962350035670642" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMyVb-pDFnI/AAAAAAAAA_8/_EWaj8XQNN0/s320/---.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/4591830362327617581-1588232493602247111?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1588232493602247111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1588232493602247111&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1588232493602247111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1588232493602247111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/la-vida-deberia-tener-filtro-uv-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMyTveKcPsI/AAAAAAAAA_0/1flM2-8nVfg/s72-c/sexpistols.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3384911378825460874</id><published>2010-10-29T20:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T20:53:00.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"estoy-en-shock"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533619761764565842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMtd2t4PA1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/-JFCI1RmQ-4/s320/0,,20307388,00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3384911378825460874?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3384911378825460874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3384911378825460874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3384911378825460874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3384911378825460874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/estoy-en-shock.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMtd2t4PA1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/-JFCI1RmQ-4/s72-c/0,,20307388,00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6702997235352729651</id><published>2010-10-27T19:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T19:49:35.372-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay algo que siempre me pasa: se me cae el tazón lleno de café&lt;br /&gt;no sé como pasa, estoy tomando café y un milisegundo después ya está la cosa en el suelo y yo gritando y el café en mis pies&lt;br /&gt;acto seguido me preparo otro y ni siquiera lo termino jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otra cosa que me pasa es que la gente extraña me dice "pelirroja" o "la de chasquilla" creo que lo odio, me gustaría ser invisible -ya lo había dicho- bueno, la cosa es que me aburrió tanto que me oscurecí el pelo y me arrepentí ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero nada de eso importa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mnaxogfsakncaksdfaxvwu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6702997235352729651?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6702997235352729651/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6702997235352729651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6702997235352729651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6702997235352729651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/hay-algo-que-siempre-me-pasa-se-me-cae.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6868539976947127316</id><published>2010-10-26T11:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:49:04.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMbqRburvqI/AAAAAAAAA_k/r5mB9UPVo7s/s1600/Murray+Street+-+B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMbqRburvqI/AAAAAAAAA_k/r5mB9UPVo7s/s320/Murray+Street+-+B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532366777493470882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como me gusta ese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6868539976947127316?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6868539976947127316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4039559350291880726</id><published>2010-10-22T12:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T12:44:17.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no sé como pueden gustarme las canciones tan cat power, son demasiado tranquilas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMGxNxCyemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LC7IAKWM6oU/s1600/IMG_6421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMGxNxCyemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LC7IAKWM6oU/s320/IMG_6421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530896667449129570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;me dan sueño, como las canciones de los comerciales de play fm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lm76r5TTQZw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lm76r5TTQZw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ese es el de la tipa ciega jaja&lt;br /&gt;no sé, me gustan las canciones tranquilas, me dan la sensación de que todo está bien.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4039559350291880726?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMGxNxCyemI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/LC7IAKWM6oU/s72-c/IMG_6421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6105878622695560579</id><published>2010-10-21T18:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:12:11.547-03:00</updated><title type='text'>----</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DRtW1MAZ32M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DRtW1MAZ32M?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada vez que escucho esta canción me acuerdo de tu doble en el MOL con una pizca de parecido a Morrissey jaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"quien es Morrisey?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMC05uJU4KI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8zYmpI4J3DI/s1600/morrissey-20080229084749262-000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMC05uJU4KI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8zYmpI4J3DI/s400/morrissey-20080229084749262-000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530619246143660194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;no sé por qué me gusta la música vieja, se escucha demasiado indie además, me gusta&lt;br /&gt;is such a heavenly way to die (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indie como los yeah yeah yeahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXvqj04xi4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QFXvqj04xi4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me gusta demasiado esa&lt;br /&gt;la letra es simplemente perfecta, me parece muy cul además que esté escondida después de un minuto de silencio en el ultimo track de un disco que no tiene nada que ver con lo que dice esa canción, no tiene nada que ver a como suena esa canción y no tiene nada que ver con nada&lt;br /&gt;es de esas canciones especiales que ni siquiera necesitan interpretación porque están hechas así y alguien que no ha sentido algo parecido no podría entenderlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que es eso lo que me gusta de los yeah yeah yeahs&lt;br /&gt;sus canciones ultra locas con letras como: "sometimes i think i'm bigger than the sound" o "i've got a man that makes me wanna kill"&lt;br /&gt;sobretodo por como se ve la vocalista&lt;br /&gt;hay algo que me gusta de ella y no se si es su pelo, su ropa, su voz o todas las anteriores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMC5-SdjjDI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vA2N2uuQ8Hk/s1600/Karen%2BO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMC5-SdjjDI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/vA2N2uuQ8Hk/s400/Karen%2BO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530624822169799730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunque sea demasiado "femenina"&lt;br /&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/4591830362327617581-6105878622695560579?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6105878622695560579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6105878622695560579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6105878622695560579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6105878622695560579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/smiths.html' title='----'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TMC05uJU4KI/AAAAAAAAA_I/8zYmpI4J3DI/s72-c/morrissey-20080229084749262-000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6918156444762871822</id><published>2010-10-12T20:08:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T20:22:30.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;felices 270 entradas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alguna vez te voy a leer de principio a fin-- pero creo que te faltan historias&lt;br /&gt;me gusta pensar que estoy preparando recuerdos, que hay cosas que se me van a olvidar y cosas que no&lt;br /&gt;me gustaría echar una miradita hacia el futuro, para ver que tal las cosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lo sé&lt;br /&gt;jamás me imaginé que mi vida sería así&lt;br /&gt;creí que sería más normal jaja, con menos drama- no sé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero una vida plana sería muy fome&lt;br /&gt;de donde sacaría entonces todas las ideas que tengo? las películas no se hacen solas&lt;br /&gt;y si mi vida hubiese sido plana, ni siquiera habría querido hacer cine jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que me gusta mi vida, me gusto yo, me gustas tú, nos gusto&lt;br /&gt;incluso me gusta mi casa, mi hermana, mis papás y todo el mundo&lt;br /&gt;le agradezco a esas personas que odié&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a esto se referían con "hacer lo que más te guste?"&lt;br /&gt;podrían haberme avisado antes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLTtnkSchtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/UyZOgqUTZps/s1600/she%26him.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLTtnkSchtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/UyZOgqUTZps/s400/she%26him.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527303906702165714" 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/4591830362327617581-6918156444762871822?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6918156444762871822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6918156444762871822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6918156444762871822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6918156444762871822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_12.html' title='~'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLTtnkSchtI/AAAAAAAAA-4/UyZOgqUTZps/s72-c/she%26him.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6752465425263340186</id><published>2010-10-11T19:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:19:17.532-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me corté el pelo&lt;br /&gt;quizás mucho&lt;br /&gt;no sé por qué&lt;br /&gt;me acordaba de Summer&lt;br /&gt;"las unicas dos cosas que habia llegado a amar era su pelo largo y negro y lo fácil que era cortarlo y no sentir nada"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero yo si siento; frío jaja en la nuca ):&lt;br /&gt;no entiendo como se me ocurrió, me gusta, según la peluquera -oooh hace años que no iba a una peluquería- era el mismo corte de victoria beckham (no sé quien es ella) pero según yo es el corte de sakura card captor (ella no sabia quien era ella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sé por qué no se me pasó por la mente antes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLOL4pwVKWI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6ZBgzza953Y/s1600/NDVD_036.BMP"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526914973111232866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLOL4pwVKWI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6ZBgzza953Y/s400/NDVD_036.BMP" 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/4591830362327617581-6752465425263340186?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6752465425263340186/comments/default' title='Enviar 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TLOL4pwVKWI/AAAAAAAAA-w/6ZBgzza953Y/s72-c/NDVD_036.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6972693517923525101</id><published>2010-10-08T17:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:22:32.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Windows 7 is much more user-friendly than Windows Vista. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TK-K4LIHDTI/AAAAAAAAA-o/uhYKfSQd88s/s400/317gthk.png" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525787965471001906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/4591830362327617581-6972693517923525101?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6972693517923525101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6972693517923525101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6972693517923525101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/6972693517923525101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/windows-7-is-much-more-user-friendly.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TK-K4LIHDTI/AAAAAAAAA-o/uhYKfSQd88s/s72-c/317gthk.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5331330593524255764</id><published>2010-10-07T18:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:03:34.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>porrrrrr fin&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TK5Dac5I26I/AAAAAAAAA-g/gl8O87WF9d4/s400/NDVD_001.BMP" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 245px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525427914541685666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5331330593524255764?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5331330593524255764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5331330593524255764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5331330593524255764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5331330593524255764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/10/porrrrrr-fin.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TK5Dac5I26I/AAAAAAAAA-g/gl8O87WF9d4/s72-c/NDVD_001.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4967819967969054124</id><published>2010-09-16T19:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T19:49:56.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>casa nueva, vida nueva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4967819967969054124?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4967819967969054124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4967819967969054124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4967819967969054124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4967819967969054124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/09/casa-nueva-vida-nueva.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1895197835339626870</id><published>2010-09-13T16:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:03:21.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>influenza-a-a-a</title><content type='html'>me daba miedo enfermarme, pero creo que no es taaaaaaan malo, o sea si.. lo es, pero no tan así como imaginé, las quejas de mis primos eran demasiado exageradas, parecían moribundos, zombies, no sé.. todo porque les daba miedo ir al hospital a recibir inyecciones&lt;br /&gt;yo en cambio, amo el hospital, o sea no, pero me gusta la sala de espera de urgencias, todo ese ajetreo y gente muriendo, siempre hay alguien peor que tú y te cuestionas la real gravedad de lo que tienes&lt;br /&gt;me da risa la gente que trabaja ahi también, como pueden? no les dan ganas de ahorcar a los pacientes? todo el día viendo gente así, más encima al hospital llega todo tipo de gente&lt;br /&gt;gente como yo, gente como esos que se juran normales y gente que merece morir, gente que no debería estar enferma, gente buena a la que le pasan cosas malas siempre, gente que quiere morir y cada vez se salva, gente que quiere vivir y muere, gente gente gente&lt;br /&gt;ma carga la gente, pero me simpatiza la gente enferma, me da la impresión de que la gente se replantea muchas cosas al enfermarse, al enfermarse-ENFERMARSE, cosas como cancer o-- esas cosas graves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en otras noticias no he podido encontrar casa, o sea si, pero no me gustan y he visto varias, tal vez me he puesto demasiado exigente---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sigue sonando el estómago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me salió algo extraño en un lugar extraño jajajajaja D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1895197835339626870?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1895197835339626870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1895197835339626870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1895197835339626870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1895197835339626870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/09/influenza-a.html' title='influenza-a-a-a'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-7711309162145265646</id><published>2010-09-10T17:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:18:18.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i ain't got no dollar signs in my eyes, that might be a surprise but it's true-- that i'm not like YOU. and i don't want your advice, or your praise or to move in the ways you do&lt;br /&gt;and i never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause all you people are vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIqf9rnM5yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/1nGqrVUzTEY/s1600/am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIqf9rnM5yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/1nGqrVUzTEY/s400/am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515396575696578338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, si sé.. es que me gustan mucho&lt;br /&gt;(habrán monos en el ártico?)&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/4591830362327617581-7711309162145265646?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7711309162145265646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIqf9rnM5yI/AAAAAAAAA-I/1nGqrVUzTEY/s72-c/am.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1403285910795021244</id><published>2010-09-08T17:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:46:19.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el otro día se me enredó el pelo -no sé como- , y no puedo des-enredarlo&lt;br /&gt;se me ocurrieron varias cosas que hacer con él pero todas parecen ser malas ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en otro tema; tengo mucha hambre últimamente, me suena el estómago siempre, me estaré muriendo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIgA_8pM1mI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Doy_MNeSYvo/s1600/2dqo9at.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIgA_8pM1mI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Doy_MNeSYvo/s400/2dqo9at.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514658842325866082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1403285910795021244?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1403285910795021244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIgA_8pM1mI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Doy_MNeSYvo/s72-c/2dqo9at.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-913033332718634812</id><published>2010-09-07T10:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:48:45.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;planet&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZMOyPQOEI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HDk-yyBFRaw/s1600/SaveThePlanetKillYourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZMOyPQOEI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HDk-yyBFRaw/s400/SaveThePlanetKillYourself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514178610649380930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZMOtGyyvI/AAAAAAAAA9o/77RpsbxeDBk/s1600/save_the_planet_kill_yourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZMOtGyyvI/AAAAAAAAA9o/77RpsbxeDBk/s400/save_the_planet_kill_yourself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514178609271720690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;(esa es más "real")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;esa foto siempre me pareció demasiado &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kg&lt;/span&gt;- como para que nadie la conociera &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jajaja&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kg&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me hizo pensar en el gasto de energía que hacen esas personas que intentan cambiar al mundo, de todas las cosas que pueden hacer, eligen la más difícil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que pensarán al ver que nadie reconoce lo que hacen? cuando ven que a nadie le importa si reciclan sus plásticos? cuando ven que aún hay gente que bota papeles en todas partes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;de verdad no les importa el reconocimiento? será así de gigante su preocupación por esas cosas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que pensarán cuando están muriendo? sentirán que su vida valió la pena? que hicieron algo que realmente importaba? pensarán tantas cosas como yo? y que hay que esas personas que no hacen nada? tienen NADA en su mente? y las personas normales? que piensan? que quieren?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a veces -siempre- me dan ganas de saber lo que piensa la gente, no para saber sus secretos o impresionarlos con mis raros poderes mentales, si no para comparar sus mentes con la mía&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;que piensas tú durante el día? que cosas se te ocurren? te fijarás en las mismas cosas que yo? que cosas te dan risa y no puedes decirlo porque nadie va a entenderte? o no te pasa eso?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jajajaja&lt;/span&gt; me acordé del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;niñito&lt;/span&gt; de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;vanish&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabes que siempre que lo veo me pongo a reír y nadie sabe por qué? sabías que me gusta mucho ese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;niñito&lt;/span&gt;? sabías que mi hermano no me cree que es el mismo del &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;unimarc&lt;/span&gt;? sabías que creo que la modelo rosada de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;vanish&lt;/span&gt; está un poco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gordita&lt;/span&gt;? sabías que su "mamá" es demasiado flaca? sabías que me gusta mucho el título del libro que está leyendo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZOHDgPpjI/AAAAAAAAA94/-63oQi-D7zw/s400/425_0.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514180676868351538" /&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/4591830362327617581-913033332718634812?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/913033332718634812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=913033332718634812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/913033332718634812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/913033332718634812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/09/save-planet-kill-yourself-esa-es-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TIZMOyPQOEI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HDk-yyBFRaw/s72-c/SaveThePlanetKillYourself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-6911281770686674909</id><published>2010-09-04T20:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:50:50.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>la vista panorámica al río era tan panorámica que me dió asco, me daba miedo caerme al río también, los flaites de más allá y a la yeffi tan cerca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-6911281770686674909?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/6911281770686674909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=6911281770686674909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;there's a kid who had a big hallucination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;making love to girls in magazines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;could anybody love him or is it just a crazy dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TILoS8QUjVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/yap1Y202ZHE/s1600/Pink-Floyd-pink-floyd-2122592-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TILoS8QUjVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/yap1Y202ZHE/s400/Pink-Floyd-pink-floyd-2122592-1024-768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513224305964780882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el otro día me acordé de ciertas canciones olvidadas y de muchas cosas más, olvidadas también--&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/4591830362327617581-5642781347384411351?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5642781347384411351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TILoS8QUjVI/AAAAAAAAA9g/yap1Y202ZHE/s72-c/Pink-Floyd-pink-floyd-2122592-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-5721510684119755667</id><published>2010-08-27T16:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:48:20.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>invierno asshole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5721510684119755667?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/5721510684119755667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=5721510684119755667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5721510684119755667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/5721510684119755667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/08/invierno-asshole.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-562881475816895879</id><published>2010-08-27T11:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T12:17:03.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the air i breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THfi6NNgJUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/roNfRQQoNtE/s1600/fraser%2Bhirsch.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510122158717674818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THfi6NNgJUI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/roNfRQQoNtE/s400/fraser%2Bhirsch.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes being totally fucked can be a liberating experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-562881475816895879?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/562881475816895879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=562881475816895879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4526228901184670196</id><published>2010-08-25T10:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:21:02.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pasa que</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am the resurrection and i am the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i couldn't ever bring myself to hate y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ou as i'd like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THUq64qMI0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/MY_UB-1SQ68/s1600/ian.brown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THUq64qMI0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/MY_UB-1SQ68/s400/ian.brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509356910287790914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agh, no sé que me está pasando&lt;br /&gt;parezco de esas personas que no toleran nada ni nadie y que siempre critico y no sé&lt;br /&gt;es como cuando intentan cambiarme&lt;br /&gt;o cuando descubro mentiras&lt;br /&gt;tengo una obsesión con eso&lt;br /&gt;mido siempre a todo el mundo de la misma forma y termino decepcionandome siempre, diciendome a mi misma que fui super tonta y todas esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;no es que yo sea perfecta, pero los defectos de los demás siempre son más evidentes y, obvio, me molestan más&lt;br /&gt;estoy siempre enojada, cansada y máaas cansada&lt;br /&gt;cualquier cosa parece el fin del mundo y mientras más trato de convencerme de que algún día terminará, más lejos se ve todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sé cuantas veces he escuchado las mismas cosas, y no sé cuantas veces he escrito sobre esto&lt;br /&gt;encuentro demasiado injusto todo, me da rabia todo, tengo ganas de irme super lejos, a egipto o algo así&lt;br /&gt;me acuerdo de esa cancion, como dos posts más abajo, no tengo idea como lo hacen para hacer tan alegres ese tipo de canciones&lt;br /&gt;me dan ganas de bailar y llorar, al mismo tiempo&lt;br /&gt;lo peor de lo peor es cuando estoy en la ducha-tina y salen los arctic monkeys (no, no salen del agua--- en el mp4) ultimamente me da por juntar agua en la tina y meterme ahi por horas&lt;br /&gt;empiezo a pensar en si flotaría de verdad en un río o en el mar, lo haría si no hiciera tanto frío y si no le tuviera miedo al agua&lt;br /&gt;con eso me acuerdo de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me dan esas ganas terribles de irme a egipto de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;no sé por qué se me pasa por la mente a cada rato&lt;br /&gt;imagino a mis padres, enojados al principios, después preocupados y al final echandose la culpa, mirando en retrospectiva y viendo "que hicieron mal" jajaja como si fuera necesario hacerse la pregunta&lt;br /&gt;no estaría de más decir que me traumé con cierta película&lt;br /&gt;tal vez debería irme, no a Alaska, ni tampoco para vivir de la tierra&lt;br /&gt;pero al menos salir de aquí&lt;br /&gt;a veces siento que me están contaminando, que agotan mi infinita paciencia, que quieren vivir a través mío, y todas esas cosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me recuerda a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"they are about to get married,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;they are kids, they are dumb, all they know is they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;innocent, they would never hurt anybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to go up to them and say Stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;don't do it--she's the wrong woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he's the wrong man, you are going to do things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you cannot imagine you would ever do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are going to do bad things to children,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are going to suffer in ways you never heard of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are going to want to die. I want to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;up to them there in the late May sunlight and say it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;her hungry pretty blank face turning to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;her pitiful beautiful untouched body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;his arrogant handsome blind face turning to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;his pitiful beautiful untouched body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I don't do it. I want to live."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero claro, como voy a atreverme a decirles algo, si ellos son los adultos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera quiero que todo sea justo, no quiero dinero, no quiero amor, no quiero nada---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Rather than love, than money, than faith, than fame, than fairness... give me truth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THU0dVIsg9I/AAAAAAAAA9I/lY9flhVswV4/s1600/r210975_810182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THU0dVIsg9I/AAAAAAAAA9I/lY9flhVswV4/s400/r210975_810182.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509367397652136914" 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' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THUq64qMI0I/AAAAAAAAA9A/MY_UB-1SQ68/s72-c/ian.brown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3834654312206852724</id><published>2010-08-23T18:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:39:35.818-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que injusto, na que ver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3834654312206852724?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3834654312206852724/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-3960686898414445356</id><published>2010-08-23T17:12:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T17:41:48.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the deepest ocean. the bottom of the sea&lt;br /&gt;your eyes. they turn me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why should i stay here? why should i stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd be crazy not to follow. follow where you lead&lt;br /&gt;your eyes. they turn me&lt;br /&gt;turn me on to phantoms. i follow to the edge of the earth&lt;br /&gt;and fall off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everybody leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if they get the chance. and this is my chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THLqcMcaydI/AAAAAAAAA84/Y5qtLqpQKm0/s1600/2055548084_6158b4f8c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/THLqcMcaydI/AAAAAAAAA84/Y5qtLqpQKm0/s400/2055548084_6158b4f8c8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508723064325196242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get eaten by the worms. and weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;picked over by the worms. and weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;weird fishes. weird fishes&lt;br /&gt;yeah i. i'll hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;hit the bottom and escape. escape&lt;br /&gt;and i. i'll hit the bottom&lt;br /&gt;hit the bottom. hit the bottom and escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape. escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3960686898414445356?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' 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title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4211232011624790147</id><published>2010-08-18T17:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:58:54.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>old yellow bricks</title><content type='html'>You are the fugitive&lt;br /&gt;But you dont know what you're runnin from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant kid us&lt;br /&gt;And you couldnt trick anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houdini, love you dont know what you're runnin away from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by nostalgia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TGxXf3Gn_KI/AAAAAAAAA8w/UNij7pT5AHo/s1600/c_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TGxXf3Gn_KI/AAAAAAAAA8w/UNij7pT5AHo/s400/c_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506872649246571682" 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/4591830362327617581-4211232011624790147?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4211232011624790147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TGxXf3Gn_KI/AAAAAAAAA8w/UNij7pT5AHo/s72-c/c_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2863646944068604095</id><published>2010-08-17T10:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:02:28.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point of living&lt;br /&gt;---if you don't have a dick? &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TGqkZs8ItQI/AAAAAAAAA8I/YPGv61y-EOs/s1600/smurfette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506394255880926466" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OGN1rg2SWfM/TGqkZs8ItQI/AAAAAAAAA8I/YPGv61y-EOs/s400/smurfette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-3659950368428053880?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/3659950368428053880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=3659950368428053880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3659950368428053880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/3659950368428053880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/08/n-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-7583451741614182338</id><published>2010-08-09T17:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:55:59.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>los 17 se ven cada vez más y más lejos&lt;br /&gt;cuando era chica decía cosas como: "oohh falta mucho para tener 15" jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;yo creía que el tiempo de colegio se me haría eterno y super cul&lt;br /&gt;creía también en los fantasmas&lt;br /&gt;en la vida eterna, creía que el café era malo&lt;br /&gt;creía en muuuuuuuchas cosas y no sabía otras cuantas&lt;br /&gt;y ahora sé que el tiempo pasa muy rápido y no me gusta&lt;br /&gt;y que el colegio fue lo peor que me ha pasado xd jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;ahora sé que aún creo en los fantasmas&lt;br /&gt;que no hay vida eterna, y me encanta el café&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-7583451741614182338?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/7583451741614182338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=7583451741614182338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/7583451741614182338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;- come pos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mamá me duele la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;- come pos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mamá estoy aburrida&lt;br /&gt;- come pos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajajajaja todo lo solucionan comiendo, cerdos&lt;br /&gt;agh me tragué el chicle ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1364873982874248915?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1364873982874248915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1364873982874248915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1364873982874248915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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alrededor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahora nada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y estimula mis iniciativas, si hasta empecé a estudiar sola---- y me gusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gusta estar segura de las cosas que hago, me gusta la idea de irme de Valdivia y que a mi mamá le guste la idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me gusta me gusta me gusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y aunque ellos no quieran irse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yo me iré igual jajajajaja y SOLA, que mejor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y no quiero cumplir 19 y no quiero que pase el tiempo y tener que morir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kkkkkkkggggggggg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-5179874837584373929?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1618260090510520802</id><published>2010-05-13T16:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:36:06.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estoy cansada mentalmente&lt;br /&gt;y perdí el hilo del comportamiento humano, go back to school--- tan incoherente como mi abuela en su cumpleaños&lt;br /&gt;es que no todos leen las mentes, y se me olvidó&lt;br /&gt;mi cara no es tan expresiva como para obviar la parte en donde exteriorizo lo que debe ser exteriorizado&lt;br /&gt;jajaja soy un caso perdido&lt;br /&gt;y soy azul&lt;br /&gt;me gusta la parte donde las personas dan vuelta la cabeza para mirarme dos veces&lt;br /&gt;ojalá pudiera esfumarme antes de que me vean por segunda vez, creerian que soy un fantasma&lt;br /&gt;como ese que acecha mi casa en las noches y me hace soñar incoherencias&lt;br /&gt;quizás quien es *-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1618260090510520802?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1618260090510520802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1618260090510520802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1618260090510520802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1618260090510520802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/05/estoy-cansada-mentalmente-y-perdi-el.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2744022283024534538</id><published>2010-05-06T16:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T16:34:08.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hola</title><content type='html'>crealo o no... me puse a estudiar para la PSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, asi de aburrida estoy .-.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2744022283024534538?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-1961875220525583586</id><published>2010-04-24T17:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:12:10.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me acordé que tengo un blog&lt;div&gt;en realidad; por fin puedo usarrrrlo ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y no tengo nada interesante que decir xd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mucha mala suerte y un par de cosas locas que he pensado, por ej: mi vida es super fome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me estoy aburriendo x3---- de mi vida fome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;en el hospital la vida era más bonita jajajaja na que ver xd pero era muy cul a esa hora, como a las 3 am. y sentir a toda esa gente quejándose D: siii, era cul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;y el tipo de la pieza de al lado preguntaba a cada rato por su hermana y la loca había muerto y no querían decirle D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hay gente muy mala *-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-1961875220525583586?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/1961875220525583586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=1961875220525583586&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1961875220525583586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/1961875220525583586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-acorde-que-tengo-un-blog-en-realidad.html' title=''/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-2801574031234050678</id><published>2010-04-05T17:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:40:51.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello there</title><content type='html'>creo que debo recapacitar casi toda mi vida... ENTERA&lt;div&gt;volveré cuando todo tenga sentido, y no sólo en mi mente, aaaaaaagh nunca pensé que era TAN torpe D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-2801574031234050678?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/2801574031234050678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=2801574031234050678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/2801574031234050678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/2801574031234050678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-there.html' title='hello there'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-9203877502950717440</id><published>2010-03-16T20:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:25:22.320-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy division'/><title type='text'>oh wait</title><content type='html'>antes de abandonar el oficio de blogger debo decir que...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;LOVE WILL TEAR US APART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-9203877502950717440?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/9203877502950717440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=9203877502950717440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/9203877502950717440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/9203877502950717440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-wait.html' title='oh wait'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591830362327617581.post-4500860210556587027</id><published>2010-03-16T19:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T19:18:40.272-03:00</updated><title type='text'>y ahora</title><content type='html'>me aburrí del blog&lt;br /&gt;voy a clausurarlo&lt;br /&gt;cuando tenga 30 años volveré a leerte y me reiré, o tal vez lloraré xd como sea, algo haré&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591830362327617581-4500860210556587027?l=ou-god.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/feeds/4500860210556587027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4591830362327617581&amp;postID=4500860210556587027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4500860210556587027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591830362327617581/posts/default/4500860210556587027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ou-god.blogspot.com/2010/03/y-ahora.html' title='y ahora'/><author><name>Natt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09045582208470306771</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DS1xDccRmn4/Trb8ts1anxI/AAAAAAAABkg/MFeYx2nu1WU/s220/123.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
