<?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-8756477248765625792</id><updated>2011-08-01T14:18:28.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No_Where...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-4043206944815822089</id><published>2010-08-05T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:08:30.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De vuelta</title><content type='html'>No sé por qué voe a escribir de nuevo por aquí, pero voe a ver que sucede xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-4043206944815822089?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/4043206944815822089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2010/08/de-vuelta.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/4043206944815822089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/4043206944815822089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2010/08/de-vuelta.html' title='De vuelta'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-8572129820860448143</id><published>2009-04-25T23:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:10:47.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viernes 3 A.M. (Serú Girán)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;p&gt;La fiebre de un sábado azul   &lt;br /&gt;Y un domingo sin tristezas.    &lt;br /&gt;Esquivas a tu corazón    &lt;br /&gt;Y destrozas tu cabeza,    &lt;br /&gt;Y en tu voz, sólo un pálido adiós    &lt;br /&gt;Y el reloj en tu puño marcó las tres.    &lt;br /&gt;El sueño de un sol y de un mar    &lt;br /&gt;Y una vida peligrosa    &lt;br /&gt;Cambiando lo amargo por miel    &lt;br /&gt;Y la gris ciudad por rosas    &lt;br /&gt;Te hace bien, tanto como hace mal    &lt;br /&gt;Te hace odiar, tanto como querer y más.    &lt;br /&gt;Cambiaste de tiempo y de amor    &lt;br /&gt;Y de música y de ideas    &lt;br /&gt;Cambiaste de sexo y de dios    &lt;br /&gt;De color y de fronteras    &lt;br /&gt;Pero en sí, nada más cambiarás    &lt;br /&gt;Y un sensual abandono vendrá y el fin.    &lt;br /&gt;Y llevas el caño a tu sien    &lt;br /&gt;Apretando bien las muelas    &lt;br /&gt;Y cierras los ojos y ves    &lt;br /&gt;Todo el mar en primavera    &lt;br /&gt;Bang, bang, bang...    &lt;br /&gt;Hojas muertas que caen,    &lt;br /&gt;Siempre igual,    &lt;br /&gt;Los que no pueden más    &lt;br /&gt;Se van.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-8572129820860448143?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/8572129820860448143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/04/viernes-3-am-seru-giran.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8572129820860448143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8572129820860448143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/04/viernes-3-am-seru-giran.html' title='Viernes 3 A.M. (Serú Girán)'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-5769850142488817245</id><published>2009-03-14T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:03:36.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Patricio y Feria Medieval</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;No puedo entender como algo que pueda llamarse taberna no tenga cerveza??!!!!!!!!! Esto es un sacrilegiooooo!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tampoco entiendo por qué se celebra en Chile el día de San Patricio???!!! Los originales no somos irlandeses ni por donde nos miren… a excepción de algunos que tienen sus raíces, pero que no son de acá.  &lt;p&gt;Pero igual fue un buen festejo a pesar de que casi ni escuché la música, fueron muchas reflexiones que me hicieron ver que alguien más pensaba como yo… será eso bueno???? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lo bueno, es que estuvo todo bueno… Redundante, no?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y tengo plumas y tintas pa' dibujar ^_^!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-5769850142488817245?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/5769850142488817245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/san-patricio-y-feria-medieval.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5769850142488817245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5769850142488817245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/san-patricio-y-feria-medieval.html' title='San Patricio y Feria Medieval'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-5772482676229182989</id><published>2009-03-13T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:46:54.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y kezaen de la vuelta a clases??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finalizando el primer viernes de la U –a pesar de que “tuve” clases hasta el miércoles y hoy fue el paseo de la carrera- y ya me he puesto tensa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;O se llamará intento de ser responsable??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Y pensar que nunca antes, ni en el colegio, había hecho una tarea….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-5772482676229182989?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/5772482676229182989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/y-kezaen-de-la-vuelta-clases.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5772482676229182989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5772482676229182989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/y-kezaen-de-la-vuelta-clases.html' title='Y kezaen de la vuelta a clases??'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-9085528438583227647</id><published>2009-03-09T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:23:13.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorpresas Atrasadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Al final, me sorprendieron aquel día.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me llené de felicidad, ya que no me lo esperaba y, simplemente, me sorprendieron.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pero también me entristecí al mencionarme y mostrarme verdades que yo ya sabía y que no tenían por qué “restrojeármelas” en la cara. A pesar de las buenas intenciones, me dolió.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Todo es bueno si es que no tienes expectativas. Pero tan sólo para esta ocasión.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lo malo, es que se me fue la idea…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-9085528438583227647?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/9085528438583227647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorpresas-atrasadas.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/9085528438583227647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/9085528438583227647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorpresas-atrasadas.html' title='Sorpresas Atrasadas'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-1199524306906274111</id><published>2009-03-06T09:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:17:26.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumpleaños</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Me aburro, a pesar de que debería estar expectante ante las sorpresas del día.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;… Sé que no sucederá nada nuevo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Espero sorprenderme.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;///Tell me why – Penpals/////////&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-1199524306906274111?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/1199524306906274111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/cumpleanos.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/1199524306906274111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/1199524306906274111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/03/cumpleanos.html' title='Cumpleaños'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-7839707487406473850</id><published>2009-02-25T14:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T14:04:13.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flor y cronopio</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Un cronopio encuentra una flor solitaria en medio de los campos. Primero la va a arrancar, pero piensa que es una crueldad inútil y se pone de rodillas a su lado y juega alegremente con la flor, a saber: le acaricia los pétalos, la sopla para que baile, zumba como una abeja, huele su perfume, y finalmente se acuesta debajo de la flor y se duerme envuelto en una gran paz.   &lt;br /&gt;La flor piensa: «Es como una flor».&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.loscuentos.net/cuentos/other/1/"&gt;Julio Cortázar&lt;/a&gt; “&lt;a href="http://www4.loscuentos.net/cuentos/other/1/3/"&gt;Historias de Cronopios y de Famas&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/8756477248765625792-7839707487406473850?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/7839707487406473850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/flor-y-cronopio.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/7839707487406473850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/7839707487406473850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/flor-y-cronopio.html' title='Flor y cronopio'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-4296631501513547167</id><published>2009-02-22T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:47:11.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pesadillas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Los malos sueños me tienen como un péndulo azotado por la marejada en una tormenta sin tregua. Ya no sé si descanso o me desgasto más cuando cierro los ojos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Estos días no tienen mucho sentido.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ya se viene la quemada del año, de mí año!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Para renacer de las cenizas…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-4296631501513547167?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/4296631501513547167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/pesadillas.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/4296631501513547167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/4296631501513547167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/pesadillas.html' title='Pesadillas'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-3804104105055212528</id><published>2009-02-18T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:59:33.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisiones 3 a.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“Todas las decisiones que tomes son buenas porque son tuyas, por lo que tienes que poner todo tu empeño y esfuerzo en ellas”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A pesar de que son palabras de apoyo, sonaron tristes de parte de una voz frecuentemente energética y buena pa’l weveo, generalmente.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Casi sonaba a despedida…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Que malo que no haya podido hablar contigo en este momento. Me habrías sido de gran ayuda.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-3804104105055212528?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/3804104105055212528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/decisiones-3-am.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/3804104105055212528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/3804104105055212528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/decisiones-3-am.html' title='Decisiones 3 a.m.'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-8844796122373330282</id><published>2009-02-14T18:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:55:35.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Febrero 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Este mes no tendría el mismo sentido sin este día…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;… si no, los comerciantes no tendrían bono extra ^^&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-8844796122373330282?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/8844796122373330282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/febrero-14.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8844796122373330282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8844796122373330282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/febrero-14.html' title='Febrero 14'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-112336552891186194</id><published>2009-02-11T23:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:56:59.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonto 2º parte (modificada)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Creo que era que te olvides del mundo, pero “qué se sho”…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pero quizás era mí mundo XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-112336552891186194?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/112336552891186194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto-2-parte-modificada.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/112336552891186194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/112336552891186194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto-2-parte-modificada.html' title='Tonto 2º parte (modificada)'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-5118309032116517434</id><published>2009-02-11T23:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:51:47.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonto 2º parte</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;No sé que es lo que quiero, sólo sé que me persiguen tus ojos. Todo lo que quiero es estar a tu lado, sentirte, abrazarte, hacerte parte de mí.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Quiero que estés conmigo… y olvidarte del mundo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-5118309032116517434?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/5118309032116517434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto-2-parte.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5118309032116517434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5118309032116517434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto-2-parte.html' title='Tonto 2º parte'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-8127590957976554291</id><published>2009-02-11T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:28:49.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonto…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Había un weón tan weón, pero tan weón,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;que creía que fornicar era una nueva tarjeta de crédito…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-8127590957976554291?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/8127590957976554291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8127590957976554291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/8127590957976554291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/tonto.html' title='Tonto…'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-5063920533949561823</id><published>2009-02-08T21:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:26:26.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malas Palabras</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A veces uno no tiene la intención de hablar de ciertas cosas, o mencionar algunas palabras que pueden ser hirientes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A veces, no sabes cómo tocar ciertos temas…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-5063920533949561823?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/5063920533949561823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/malas-palabras.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5063920533949561823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/5063920533949561823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/malas-palabras.html' title='Malas Palabras'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8756477248765625792.post-3859633172113302464</id><published>2009-02-07T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:59:04.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Llegada</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;... Me cambio de casa a pesar de que estuve tan sólo una semana en ella.&lt;br /&gt;Pensaba traer las cosas conmigo pero, como no había mucho, dejé que fluyerán tal cual como yo lo estoy haciendo.&lt;br /&gt;Ahora, espero que me mantenga y, sobre todo, que me aparezca ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8756477248765625792-3859633172113302464?l=no-where-in.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/feeds/3859633172113302464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/llegada.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/3859633172113302464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8756477248765625792/posts/default/3859633172113302464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-where-in.blogspot.com/2009/02/llegada.html' title='Llegada'/><author><name>Rosha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03136141854500961307</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_PgL7e97LPFQ/SG6JyIvuPZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/U0pcDZ5yJSk/S220/Gata+ata.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
