<?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-1552010623705871515</id><updated>2012-02-06T13:19:11.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not take risk is risk to death</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-8985262651695681724</id><published>2007-11-13T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pekeña soul mate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RzpEfKh3YxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UrWzoBhZbRY/s1600-h/ceci+y+yo+martes+13-11-07.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RzpEfKh3YxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UrWzoBhZbRY/s400/ceci+y+yo+martes+13-11-07.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132490027535131410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cecii a k somos fotogenicas? jajaja... en fin, creo k para haber sido martes 13 ha stado wapo el dia, hay k kedar mas amenudo. &lt;br /&gt;Muchas gracias por estar siempre ahí, por hacer graciosos los malos momentos y las rayadas, por comprenderme pekeña soul mate, eres la única persona en el planeta que hace que el mundo sea mas divertido y es capaz d animarme en el peor momento. k sepas k siempre podras kontar konmigo xa lo k sea.&lt;br /&gt;Yo tb le he estado dando vueltas tenemos k rememorar nuestro pais del algodón, llorar de risa, kantar a voces, beber tekila, kambiar piruetas por kubatas. Creo k fue la époka más feliz de mi vida, kuando eramso tu, yo, la felicidad, el tekila y el kamarero k nos invitaba jajajaj en fin necesito una fiesta kontigo pork es la mejor terapia kntra los males del mundo y de la mente. todavia keda pendiente nuestro viaje a tijuana, si alguna vez pongo un restaurante te juro k lo llamo "el burrito feliz" jajaja. No sé a veces pienso k no kiero krecer, k m molaria haberme kedado kn los 16 toda la vida y vivir en el pais del tekila de nunka jamas. Sin tu ayuda muxas veces m &lt;br /&gt;habria hundido y kiero k tu kuando te sientas mal no dudes en darm un toke xa hablar o salir d fiesta o lo k neceites. Sabes k este año vamos a ser km Van Wilder en la uni, lo sabes no? jajja pues ya sabes por lo pronto este viernes no hagas planes.&lt;br /&gt;Muxos besitoss! t kiero muuuuuuuuxoooooooooo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pd1:creo k somos las unikas k nos entendemos en este mundo de kuerdos, prok nosotras vivimos el mismo grado de lokura (n todos los sentidos d la vida jajaj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd2: no pareces un oso hormiguero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd3:saponifikemos las fiestas (jajja se m akaba d okurrir, a k keda wapo saponifikar , pega kn todo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-8985262651695681724?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8985262651695681724/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=8985262651695681724' title='31 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8985262651695681724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8985262651695681724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/pekea-soul-mate.html' title='pekeña soul mate'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RzpEfKh3YxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/UrWzoBhZbRY/s72-c/ceci+y+yo+martes+13-11-07.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-7801491521221563320</id><published>2007-11-12T11:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RziuDKh3YwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/So_XaZg42M0/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RziuDKh3YwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/So_XaZg42M0/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132043144777917186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atrapada en el laberinto sin salidad k es mi vida, sin apenas ver la luz, solo sintiendo el dolor d las heridas, infierno en el k rompo espejos, en el solo son sombras los reflejos de presonas y mi alma llora por sentirse triste por sentirse sola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-7801491521221563320?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7801491521221563320/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=7801491521221563320' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/7801491521221563320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/7801491521221563320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/atrapada-en-el-laberinto-sin-salidad-k.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RziuDKh3YwI/AAAAAAAAAFc/So_XaZg42M0/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2055496372459817241</id><published>2007-09-13T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RumhtCkBXSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Eopzekh4w8/s1600-h/el+kinto+dia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RumhtCkBXSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Eopzekh4w8/s400/el+kinto+dia.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109793047382678818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿sabes cual es el problema de nuestro tiempo? que la gente deja de ser importante; todos somos reemplazables.Ya no tenemos ideales, y sin ideales no hay nada que nos haga más grandes de lo que somos. Cada uno busca desesperadamente la prueba de que el mundo con él es un poco distinto que sin él. Yo hice algo por ese chico. Tal vez eso tuvo sentido. Quizá me dé un poco de importancia.&lt;br /&gt;Anawak asintió lentamente.&lt;br /&gt;-Sí, seguro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("El quinto día")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2055496372459817241?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2055496372459817241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2055496372459817241' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2055496372459817241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2055496372459817241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/sabes-cual-es-el-problema-de-nuestro.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RumhtCkBXSI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Eopzekh4w8/s72-c/el+kinto+dia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-204008850255338257</id><published>2007-09-02T10:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>en el callejón de la soledad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtrxUcgghxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awHuXBHdGc4/s1600-h/villano-alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtrxUcgghxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awHuXBHdGc4/s400/villano-alone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105658461130098450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quien persigue un sueño&lt;br /&gt;no mira hacia atrás,&lt;br /&gt;yo le pongo empeño&lt;br /&gt;las reglas del mundo conmigo no van.&lt;br /&gt;sentimientos profundos &lt;br /&gt;en mi corazón moribundo&lt;br /&gt;y nadie jamás podrá apagar &lt;br /&gt;mis ansias de libertad,&lt;br /&gt;amor y odio como fuerza vital&lt;br /&gt;o necesito más&lt;br /&gt;necesito pasiones ademas de pasión&lt;br /&gt;necesito emociones sorpresas e ilusión,&lt;br /&gt;por ello odio mirarle a la cara a la realidad&lt;br /&gt;por ello odio encontrarme en el callejon de la soledad.&lt;br /&gt;y así dar otra calada al porro para olvidar,&lt;br /&gt;suelo dejar las cosas a la mitad&lt;br /&gt;xo no cierro las puertas,&lt;br /&gt;las calles aunque llenas &lt;br /&gt;me parecen desiertas, &lt;br /&gt;y a veces la vida duele&lt;br /&gt;los niños son crueles,&lt;br /&gt;el mas inocente será el más cabron&lt;br /&gt;y se vengará por todo su dolor&lt;br /&gt;y así sucede,&lt;br /&gt;la magia muere...&lt;br /&gt;x la mañana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-204008850255338257?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/204008850255338257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=204008850255338257' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/204008850255338257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/204008850255338257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/09/en-el-callejn-de-la-soledad.html' title='en el callejón de la soledad'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtrxUcgghxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/awHuXBHdGc4/s72-c/villano-alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-5640212895584557498</id><published>2007-08-30T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>En busca de las reinas perdidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtcBFsgghwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/z17wKdEeBfs/s1600-h/hatsetsup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtcBFsgghwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/z17wKdEeBfs/s400/hatsetsup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104549900006229762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bueno, no se si lo sabreis xo la mayor parte del antiguo egipto todavía anda oculto, y un reto que actualmente hace pocos dias aproximadamente el 25 de agosto se descubrió, fue la momia de la reina Hatsetsup, la cual se creía perdida desde hace milenios, ella fue faraona y reina a la vez de Egipto y uno de sus templos construído en piedra por Senenmut todavia sigue en pie. Esto plantea un nuevo horizonte y ya se estan llevando a cabo escabaciones en ciertas zonas xa encontrar a Cleopatra o Nefertari, es una prueba inequivoca xa que aquellos escépticos que creen que hoy en dia el planeta esta completamente descubierto, todavía encierra sueños de grandes civilizaciones, ciudades-cementerios ruinas de lo que un día fueron,un mundo bajo la tierra que pisamos .solo piedras xa algunos, xa los k no saben ver mas alla, xa otros son un nuevo horizonte x descubrir, verdades ocultas selladas en piedra por mentes que lograban comprender grandes misterios que hoy no somos capaces de imaginar sikiera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-5640212895584557498?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5640212895584557498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=5640212895584557498' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5640212895584557498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5640212895584557498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/en-busca-de-las-reinas-perdidas.html' title='En busca de las reinas perdidas'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtcBFsgghwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/z17wKdEeBfs/s72-c/hatsetsup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-6870981879494355926</id><published>2007-08-29T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:37.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtYPw8gghvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5OBeBeKFWOY/s1600-h/alice+in+wonderlan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtYPw8gghvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5OBeBeKFWOY/s400/alice+in+wonderlan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104284561221650162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Recibíamos una educación perfecta... En realidad, íbamos a la escuela todos los días...&lt;br /&gt;--También yo voy a la escuela todos los días --dijo Alicia--. No hay motivo para presumir&lt;br /&gt;tanto.&lt;br /&gt;--¿Una escuela con clases especiales? --preguntó la Falsa Tortuga con cierta ansiedad.&lt;br /&gt;--Sí --contestó Alicia. Tenemos clases especiales de francés y de música.&lt;br /&gt;--¿Y lavado? --preguntó la Falsa Tortuga.&lt;br /&gt;--¡Claro que no! --protestó Alicia indignada.&lt;br /&gt;--¡Ah! En tal caso no vas en realidad a una buena escuela --dijo la Falsa Tortuga en tono de&lt;br /&gt;alivio--. En nuestra escuela había clases especiales de francés, música y lavado.&lt;br /&gt;-No han debido servirle de gran cosa --observó Alicia--, viviendo en el fondo del mar.&lt;br /&gt;--Yo no tuve ocasión de aprender --dijo la Falsa Tortuga con un suspiro--.&lt;br /&gt;Sólo asistí a las clases normales.&lt;br /&gt;--¿Y cuales eran esos? --preguntó Alicia interesada.&lt;br /&gt;--Nos enseñaban a beber y a escupir, naturalmente. Y luego, las diversas materias de la&lt;br /&gt;aritmética: a saber, fumar, reptar, feificar y sobre todo la dimisión.&lt;br /&gt;--Jamás oí hablar de feificar --respondió Alicia.&lt;br /&gt;El Grifo se alzó sobre dos patas, muy asombrado:&lt;br /&gt;--¡Cómo! ¿Nunca aprendiste a feificar? Por lo menos sabrás lo que significa "embellecer".&lt;br /&gt;--Pues... eso sí, quiere decir hacer algo más bello de lo que es.&lt;br /&gt;--Pues --respondió el Grifo triunfalmente-, si no sabes ahora lo que quiere decir feificar es&lt;br /&gt;que estás completamente tonta.&lt;br /&gt;Con lo cual cerró la boca a Alicia, la que ya no se atrevió a seguir preguntando lo que&lt;br /&gt;significaban las cosas. Dijo a la Falsa Tortuga:&lt;br /&gt;--¿Qué otras cosas aprendías allí?&lt;br /&gt;--Pues aprendía Histeria, histeria antigua y moderna. También Mareografía, y dibujo. El&lt;br /&gt;profesor era un congrio que venía a darnos clase una vez por semana y que nos enseñó eso,&lt;br /&gt;más otras cosas, como la tintura al boleo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-6870981879494355926?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6870981879494355926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=6870981879494355926' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6870981879494355926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6870981879494355926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/08/recibamos-una-educacin-perfecta.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RtYPw8gghvI/AAAAAAAAAE8/5OBeBeKFWOY/s72-c/alice+in+wonderlan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-9115164661696414160</id><published>2007-08-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T07:45:17.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sin comentarios....esta es nuestra particular cancion del verano desde k xino nos la puso estas vakaciones jeje&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBFlODC3ef4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rBFlODC3ef4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-9115164661696414160?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9115164661696414160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=9115164661696414160' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rq5nh1oWidI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QxbFrHgVuMA/s1600-h/flavi+y+yo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rq5nh1oWidI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QxbFrHgVuMA/s400/flavi+y+yo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093122059632282066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wenu esto es parte d las fotos del domingo flavi,y este es el canutito k YO m lie jeje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-1068758413650634560?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1068758413650634560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=1068758413650634560' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1068758413650634560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1068758413650634560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/07/wenu-esto-es-parte-d-las-fotos-del.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rq5nh1oWidI/AAAAAAAAAE0/QxbFrHgVuMA/s72-c/flavi+y+yo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-8278088225255586384</id><published>2007-07-21T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:38.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RqINIFoWicI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W2q7X3jQG3w/s1600-h/Cantico_sangre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RqINIFoWicI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W2q7X3jQG3w/s400/Cantico_sangre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089644961483622850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m siento komo se sentia lestat en el libro "cántico de sangre",justo en este momento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La luna lucía en lo alto, iluminando fugazmente alguna zona del pantano, poniendo de relieve su escabroso y abominable caos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De vez en cuando me detenía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplé las estrellas que tachonaban el cielo, tan arteramente espléndidas en la noche.Y las odié, por costumbre.¿Que consuelo ofrecía el estar perdido en el universo infinito,ser un necio sobre una minúscula mota de polvo que no deja de girar y cuyos antepasados,que sabían interpretar los dibujos y significados de esos innumerables y misteriosos puntos de fuego frío y blanco, se burlaban de nosotros con su impasible indiferencia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me tenia sin cuidado que brillaran sobre el inmenso prado a mi derecha, sobre el lejano robledal,sobre las casas cálidamente iluminadas que había dejado atrás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esa noche mi alma se identificaba con el pantano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-8278088225255586384?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RqINIFoWicI/AAAAAAAAAEs/W2q7X3jQG3w/s72-c/Cantico_sangre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-4349104616419170070</id><published>2007-06-24T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:15:13.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>non servium</title><content type='html'>wenu xa inagurar el verano este finde miri, ceci y yo hemos stado kantando nuestra partikular kancion del verano jeje stamos en plan no se k hago kn mi vida somos unas balas perdidas y despues d tanko alcohol y tantos porros de gorra pues miriam nos mostro su espiritu punkarra y aki dejo lakancieon k llevams todo el finde gritando(kon nuestra melodiosa voz jajajaj) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NzXyRTL5yY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7NzXyRTL5yY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-4349104616419170070?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4349104616419170070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=4349104616419170070' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/4349104616419170070'/><link rel='self' 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RnnBt-ftSfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/_qizjwSIYXA/s400/el+clan+del+oso+cavernario.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078303050451208690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weno m stoy leyendo un libro,"el clan del oso cavernario", y trata sobre la época en la k los neandertales y los sapiens konvivieron, dos especies d humanos, unos destinados a perecer por su inmutabilidad otros a sobrevivir por su adaptabilidad al cambio, estaba leyendo y he enkontrado un texto k m ha molado, es sobre una xika k vive kn los neandertales. weno ahi lo dejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El propio Broud no sabía pork fastidiaba tanto a la muchacha.Era algo indefinible, y ella no podía cambiar como tampoko podía cambiar el color de sus ojos.&lt;br /&gt;Parte de ello era el recuerdo de la atención que había acaparado el día que se celebraban los ritos de su virilidad, pero el verdadero problema es que ella no era originaría de Clan.No había sido imbuida desde generaciones con el atisvo de la servilidad.Era una de los Otros, una raza nueva, más joven, más vital, más dinámica, que no estaba controlada por tradiciones innatas arraigadas en un cerebro que era casi exclusivamente memoria.El cerebro de ella seguía caminos distintos, su alta y ancha frente alojaba lóbulos frontales capaces de razonar y que le proporcionaban un entendimiento que procedía de una perspectiva diferente.Era capaz de aceptar lo nuevo, de configurarlo según su voluntad, de forjarlo con ideas que el Clan jamás soñara, y, según el plan de la naturaleza su especie estaba destinada a sustituir a la raza antigua que estaba a punto de desaparecer.&lt;br /&gt;En un nivel mas profundo e inconsciente, Broud intuía los destinos opuestos de ambos. Ayla era algo más que una amenaza contra su masculinidad:era una amenaza contra su existencia.El odio que experimentaba hacia ella era el odio de lo viejo contra lo nuevo, de lo tradicional contra lo innovador, de lo moribundo kontra lo k vive(...) Aila aun cuando se esforzaba por modelarse a la imagen de las mujeres del clan, era solo ua apariencia, una fachada superficial adoptada xa sobrevivir.Ya staba encontrado vías alternativas en respuesta a una necesidad profundea que buscaba la forma de expresarse.Y aunque trataba por todos los medios de complacer al insoportable joven, comenzaba a rebelarse interiormente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-4940854218236807344?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4940854218236807344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=4940854218236807344' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-5152762886470388786</id><published>2007-06-14T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:38:16.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fiesta de lokos</title><content type='html'>wenu pues este video lo pongo xa rekordar viejos tiempo kn mi gran amiga ceci jeje k el otro dia stuvims juntas despues d mi terrible y penoso examn d logika xa celebrarlo y xa celebrar k ella no hace selectividad hasta septiembre xo no pasa nada xk somos felices y despues de deskojonarnos imitando hablar a david jons(calamar d piratas del karibe), m akorde d la konver d nuestro famoso dialogo d lokos y lo enkontramos en internet asik aki lo dejo xa k veais k aunk tenemos muxa imaginacion y nos regimso por el absurdo(x eso suspendo logika) pues esto es d alice in wonderland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjdpslZ_D4E"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XjdpslZ_D4E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-5152762886470388786?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5152762886470388786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=5152762886470388786' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5152762886470388786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5152762886470388786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/06/fiesta-de-lokos.html' title='fiesta de lokos'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-5286697320203546723</id><published>2007-06-10T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T07:35:59.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uuuuuuuajo del mar uajo del mar tintitntitintnit uajo del mar</title><content type='html'>wneo aki dejo la version internacional de la sirenita en todas las lenguas jajaja mola un webo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_VOyNgKqS4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_VOyNgKqS4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-5286697320203546723?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5286697320203546723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=5286697320203546723' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5286697320203546723'/><link rel='self' 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value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PuB6xoV3Vh4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajaja weno esto es un video k m ha nseñado mi hermano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-5604515094756374860?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5604515094756374860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=5604515094756374860' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5604515094756374860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlyPAQxAZZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/T1kJatz31a0/s400/carpe+diem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070084515175622034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy kiero decir k cierro una puerta y abro otra xa kumplir mi sueño, cambio de vida xa hacer lo k deseo pork solo tenemos una vida y hay k ser feliz y aunk signifik un año perdido,kuatro d "sakrificio" y una lokura merecera la pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-3292930785550225466?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3292930785550225466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=3292930785550225466' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/3292930785550225466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/3292930785550225466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/05/hoy-kiero-decir-k-cierro-una-puerta-y.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlyPAQxAZZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/T1kJatz31a0/s72-c/carpe+diem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2767778628008689986</id><published>2007-05-22T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:39.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dibujitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNB-AxAZYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H-OeXg1Uegw/s1600-h/rober+dibu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNB-AxAZYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H-OeXg1Uegw/s400/rober+dibu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067466539335181698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNBiQxAZXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/y7lki-u13bA/s1600-h/rober+dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNBiQxAZXI/AAAAAAAAAEM/y7lki-u13bA/s400/rober+dibujo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067466062593811826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNBCAxAZWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vbDzrvxXbm0/s1600-h/rober+billar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNBCAxAZWI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vbDzrvxXbm0/s400/rober+billar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067465508543030626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNAvAxAZVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/163o0_iVMg0/s1600-h/globo+jpg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNAvAxAZVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/163o0_iVMg0/s400/globo+jpg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067465182125516114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aki dejo hoy unos dibujitos abstractos k stan dpm cuyo autor es un niño k es la polla jeje (firmame k no m firma nadie jajaja)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2767778628008689986?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2767778628008689986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2767778628008689986' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2767778628008689986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2767778628008689986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/05/dibujitos.html' title='dibujitos'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RlNB-AxAZYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/H-OeXg1Uegw/s72-c/rober+dibu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-3717632154631902815</id><published>2007-05-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:39.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>malkerencia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8Z1QxAZUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/N7i-Gjk-Lbo/s1600-h/malkerencia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8Z1QxAZUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/N7i-Gjk-Lbo/s400/malkerencia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066296508639372610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayer stuvimos en dos conciertos en el de 45doblecero7 y en el de malquerencia k porcierto yo nunka habia visto y m gusto bastante y nada dejo aqui la fotillo de cantante que hicimos ayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-3717632154631902815?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3717632154631902815/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=3717632154631902815' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/3717632154631902815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/3717632154631902815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/05/malkerencia.html' title='malkerencia'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8Z1QxAZUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/N7i-Gjk-Lbo/s72-c/malkerencia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-146837541984075375</id><published>2007-05-19T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:39.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8YngxAZTI/AAAAAAAAADs/ElzSpFEH4dQ/s1600-h/yo+mayo+2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8YngxAZTI/AAAAAAAAADs/ElzSpFEH4dQ/s400/yo+mayo+2007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066295172904543538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weno pues pongo esta foto de yo fumandome un kanu ya k tere m la ha tuneado jajajja ahi poniendome sombras y contrastes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-146837541984075375?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/146837541984075375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=146837541984075375' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/146837541984075375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/146837541984075375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/05/weno-pues-pongo-esta-foto-de-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rk8YngxAZTI/AAAAAAAAADs/ElzSpFEH4dQ/s72-c/yo+mayo+2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-6031221387553264682</id><published>2007-05-09T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:39.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bailame el agua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RkJSky5LJVI/AAAAAAAAADk/QWUTKlyN7Jg/s1600-h/lailame+el+agua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RkJSky5LJVI/AAAAAAAAADk/QWUTKlyN7Jg/s400/lailame+el+agua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062699723208205650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;pues nada estaba yo aqi viendo la peli de bailame el agua y empieza y akaba kon este poema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Báilame el agua&lt;br /&gt;Úntame de amor y otras fragancias de tu jardín secreto&lt;br /&gt;Sácame de quicio, hazme sufrir...&lt;br /&gt;Ponme a secar como un trapo mojado.&lt;br /&gt;Lléname de vida&lt;br /&gt;líbrame de mi estigma&lt;br /&gt;Llámame tonto.&lt;br /&gt;Olvida todo lo que haya podido decirte hasta ahora.&lt;br /&gt;No me arrastres&lt;br /&gt;No me asustes&lt;br /&gt;Vete lejos...pero no sueltes mi mano.&lt;br /&gt;Empecemos de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;Toca mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Nota la textura del calor&lt;br /&gt;¿Por cuánto te vendes?&lt;br /&gt;Píllate los dedos&lt;br /&gt;Y deja que te invite a un café.&lt;br /&gt;Caliente claro&lt;br /&gt;Y sin azucar... sin aliento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-6031221387553264682?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6031221387553264682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=6031221387553264682' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6031221387553264682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6031221387553264682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/05/bailame-el-agua.html' title='bailame el agua'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RkJSky5LJVI/AAAAAAAAADk/QWUTKlyN7Jg/s72-c/lailame+el+agua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-6403034873461003357</id><published>2007-04-27T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:39.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RjJTOC5LJSI/AAAAAAAAADI/u_zmu_VbxMo/s1600-h/doblev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058196832250438946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RjJTOC5LJSI/AAAAAAAAADI/u_zmu_VbxMo/s400/doblev.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esto es una movida d preguntas k tienes k responder kn frases d algun grupo k kieras y lo pones en tu bolg. yo he elegido: violadores del verso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Eres hombre o mujer?: machos y hembras, blancos y negros yo vine a ser gris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Descríbete: soy poeta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Qué sienten las personas cerca de ti?:llamadme enloquecido(a), putas nadie nace loko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cómo te sientes?: la soledad es mi palacio y saboreo despacio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cómo describiría su anterior relación sentimental?:cuando te duches recordaras aquella lluvia xo yo, yo stoy mejor en tu memoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Describe tu actual relación con tu novio/a o pretendiente: siempre nos keda el futuro y la duda de si durara, todo esta en jugar y sudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Dónde quisieras estar ahora?: quisiera ser palmera enfrente del mar y k mi trabajo fuera estar y no pensar ni en respirar sikiera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cómo eres respecto al amor?:k ningun hijo d puta os de menos de lo k os mereceis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Cómo es tu vida?:vivo como si la muerte no existiera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;¿Qué pedirías si tuvieras sólo un deseo?: ballantines!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Escribe una cita o frase famosa: y si tartas de ser justo solo es justo el corazon, los demas organos intentaran kitarle la razon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora despídete: una para todos y todos para uno aki y ahora es el momento oportuno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-6403034873461003357?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RjJTOC5LJSI/AAAAAAAAADI/u_zmu_VbxMo/s72-c/doblev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2951504754816693236</id><published>2007-04-24T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:40.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Ri6VW7Q2l4I/AAAAAAAAADA/U9bRTfoDJNQ/s1600-h/rekiem+for+a+dream2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Ri6VW7Q2l4I/AAAAAAAAADA/U9bRTfoDJNQ/s400/rekiem+for+a+dream2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057143652681684866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es la última oportunidad que tenemos de volver a la rueda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2951504754816693236?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2951504754816693236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2951504754816693236' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2951504754816693236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2951504754816693236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/04/es-la-ltima-oportunidad-que-tenemos-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Ri6VW7Q2l4I/AAAAAAAAADA/U9bRTfoDJNQ/s72-c/rekiem+for+a+dream2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-4262779721713625537</id><published>2007-04-03T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:40.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RhLhush4HqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jCQ8cCj6aOs/s1600-h/P1170146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RhLhush4HqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jCQ8cCj6aOs/s400/P1170146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049346324579229346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ste dia se lo dediko a marta, la niña mas dulce k existe en el mundo, te kiero muxo y kiero k sepas k m vas a tener ahi siempre para kuando lo necesites, xk no solo en los momentos wenos vamos a star juntas, tb en los malos k es kuando mas se necesitan los amigos. Ah! y k los sueños solo nos avisan d lo k puede pasar o nos guían, xo no signifika k x kulpa d un sueño pasen kosas horribles asik no tienes k sentirte kulpable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te kiero muxo mi niña!!!!!! animo!! k sbes k nosotras siempre vamos a star ahi, y siempre habra muxos dias cero jeje&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-4262779721713625537?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4262779721713625537/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=4262779721713625537' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/4262779721713625537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/4262779721713625537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/04/ste-dia-se-lo-dediko-marta-la-nia-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RhLhush4HqI/AAAAAAAAAC4/jCQ8cCj6aOs/s72-c/P1170146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-5810539005402123795</id><published>2007-03-25T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:40.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>primavera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgbqLEV4o4I/AAAAAAAAACs/ScU0WPpR0BQ/s1600-h/amapolas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgbqLEV4o4I/AAAAAAAAACs/ScU0WPpR0BQ/s400/amapolas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045977908380214146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo xa variar vivo n el mundo xk tiene k haber d todo m ntere el otro dia kon un poko d retraso d k ya stabams en primavera,epoka d kampos llenos d kolor, d llegar a la uni y decir "joder k agusto se sta en el cesped",epoka xa plantar maria, xa desatar las hormonas y esas mentes kalenturientas, epoka d decir haber kien studia kn ste tiempo,epoka xa enamorarse mas jajaja, de salir a la kalle kn gafas d sol y los alergikos kn kargamentos d pañuelos xo ante todo epoka happy del año(junto kn el añorado verano)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-5810539005402123795?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5810539005402123795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=5810539005402123795' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5810539005402123795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/5810539005402123795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/primavera.html' title='primavera'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgbqLEV4o4I/AAAAAAAAACs/ScU0WPpR0BQ/s72-c/amapolas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-7078628371397263784</id><published>2007-03-22T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:40.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgMlGEV4o3I/AAAAAAAAACk/jniTVRlMhkw/s1600-h/lestat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgMlGEV4o3I/AAAAAAAAACk/jniTVRlMhkw/s400/lestat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044916793760064370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿apagamos la luz?...apagamos la luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;usted refleja un corazón roto. Un vampiro con alma humana. Un inmortal con pasiones mortales. Lestat debió llorar cuando le hizo.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buenas noches dulce príncipe k una bandada de demonios te lleve a tu lugar de descanso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-7078628371397263784?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7078628371397263784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=7078628371397263784' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/7078628371397263784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/7078628371397263784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/apagamos-la-luz.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgMlGEV4o3I/AAAAAAAAACk/jniTVRlMhkw/s72-c/lestat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2473251021241151508</id><published>2007-03-21T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:40.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgG_PUV4o1I/AAAAAAAAACU/mllxfwOH9aQ/s1600-h/rosa+negra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgG_PUV4o1I/AAAAAAAAACU/mllxfwOH9aQ/s400/rosa+negra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044523327511110482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No perdonar es como tragarse un veneno y esperar a que muera el otro&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2473251021241151508?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2473251021241151508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2473251021241151508' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2473251021241151508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2473251021241151508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-perdonar-es-como-tragarse-un-veneno.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgG_PUV4o1I/AAAAAAAAACU/mllxfwOH9aQ/s72-c/rosa+negra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-437706433305894037</id><published>2007-03-20T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB4YUV4o0I/AAAAAAAAACM/srwKA-XNZJ4/s1600-h/metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB4YUV4o0I/AAAAAAAAACM/srwKA-XNZJ4/s400/metro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044163941827650370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lugar un tiempo, un drama un cuento, el reflejo del viento, todo podria cambiar ne un momnto...&lt;br /&gt;figuras sin rostro sin cara, k no marcan tu vida y k no valen nada, xo enmarcas amigos, personas k se han ido dejando huella en tu korazon herido, hoy en dia sano, cuando olvidas el pasado y vives el presente, el futuro es komplikado komo hacer un nudo kon una serpiente. hay kien se miente kon un todo habria cambiado, habria sido diferente si ...puntos suspensivos, kamin x un hilo sin mirar al vacio cruzando el rio, desafios en mi mente xo konfio en mi suerte&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-437706433305894037?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/437706433305894037/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=437706433305894037' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/437706433305894037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/437706433305894037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/un-lugar-un-tiempo-un-drama-un-cuento.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB4YUV4o0I/AAAAAAAAACM/srwKA-XNZJ4/s72-c/metro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-8490581758022324979</id><published>2007-03-20T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB01UV4ozI/AAAAAAAAACE/V_7iUqLNiyA/s1600-h/ardid+club+luxa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB01UV4ozI/AAAAAAAAACE/V_7iUqLNiyA/s400/ardid+club+luxa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044160041997345586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy la completa falta de sorpresa de Jack(...)&lt;br /&gt;soy la sonrisa burlona y vengativa de Jack(...)&lt;br /&gt;soy la venganza autosatisfecha de Jack(...)&lt;br /&gt;soy el sudor frio de Jack(...)&lt;br /&gt;           quería respirar humo...keria destrozar algo hermoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-8490581758022324979?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8490581758022324979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=8490581758022324979' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8490581758022324979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8490581758022324979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/soy-la-completa-falta-de-sorpresa-de.html' title=''/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RgB01UV4ozI/AAAAAAAAACE/V_7iUqLNiyA/s72-c/ardid+club+luxa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-1718675508907983498</id><published>2007-03-10T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIÁLOGO DE LA PELICULA MARTÍN HACHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RfNhS1a9API/AAAAAAAAAB0/xENNpd25H0w/s1600-h/lestat+y+seduccion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RfNhS1a9API/AAAAAAAAAB0/xENNpd25H0w/s320/lestat+y+seduccion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040479384163385586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Verdana;font-size:9;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#990066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hache: - ¿Te gustan más los hombres que las mujeres?&lt;br /&gt;Dante: - ¿En general dices? Nooo… de que sexo sea en realidad me da igual, es lo que menos me importa, me puede gustar un hombre tanto como una mujer, el placer no esta en follar, es igual que con las drogas. A mí no me atrae un buen culo, un par de tetas o una polla así de gorda, bueno, no es que no me atraigan, claro que me atraen, me encantan, pero no me seducen, me seducen las mentes, me seduce la inteligencia, me seduce una cara y un cuerpo cuando veo que hay una mente que los mueve que vale la pena conocer, conocer, poseer, dominar, admirar… La mente, Hache, yo hago el amor con las mentes, ¡hay que follarse a las mentes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-1718675508907983498?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1718675508907983498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=1718675508907983498' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1718675508907983498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1718675508907983498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/dilogo-de-la-pelicula-martn-hache.html' title='DIÁLOGO DE LA PELICULA MARTÍN HACHE'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RfNhS1a9API/AAAAAAAAAB0/xENNpd25H0w/s72-c/lestat+y+seduccion.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2115872993735658292</id><published>2007-03-04T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDEAL DE BELLEZA actual vs clasico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/ResvvhJREqI/AAAAAAAAABs/2Kogpq7g53o/s1600-h/afroditas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/ResvvhJREqI/AAAAAAAAABs/2Kogpq7g53o/s320/afroditas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038173101541626530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weno el otro dia despues d muxo studiar matematicas, acabe discutiendo(d buen rollo jeje) con una amiga sobre el cannon de belleza, la cuestion era que ella decia que la venus de milo y en el cannon clasico en general las esculturas eran gordas y yo por el contrario opinaba que estaba equivocada y que ese era el cannon de belleza autentico, xk iwal k hay obras kumbres en la historia de la musika y k indiskutiblemntes son melodias perfectas independientemente de k la gente las sepa apreciar o no, el kannon d belleza klasiko es perfecto indepndientemente de si actualmnte la gente lo opine o no xk la belleza es universal y esta x encima del tiempo o la epoca, aunk actualmnte la "perfeccion" sea la talla 34, cosa ke por otra parte es antinatural xo el caso es k no kreo k las eskulturas griegas esten gordas, es más, kreo k es la belleza ideal mas natural y atentica x encima d ninguna epoka xk la griega en especial fue una kultura kn un gran desarrollo d la sensibilidad, k no sensibleria. y si por ejemplo hay valores supremos k stan x encima d la opinion km por ejemplo la justicia o la bondad, tb dentro d esto se encuentra la belleza y es atemporal y esta kultura lo supo apreciar y reflejar en eskulturas. Asike nada dej esto aki xa k opineis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2115872993735658292?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2115872993735658292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2115872993735658292' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2115872993735658292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2115872993735658292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/ideal-de-belleza-actual-vs-clasico.html' title='IDEAL DE BELLEZA actual vs clasico'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/ResvvhJREqI/AAAAAAAAABs/2Kogpq7g53o/s72-c/afroditas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-8760118270112778224</id><published>2007-02-22T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSTINTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rd4ltRZONrI/AAAAAAAAABg/vAm9aEoP2FA/s1600-h/mosaigo+de+gatitos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rd4ltRZONrI/AAAAAAAAABg/vAm9aEoP2FA/s320/mosaigo+de+gatitos.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034502893140326066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Aqui dejo un par de sonetos, aunk en realidad son kuatro xo weno:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunka ha habido espiritu de leon  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;k se kompadeciese de si mismo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; krea y maneja su vida kon pasion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; los obstakulos son solo espejismos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;pork fortaleza es un mekanismo  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; y someterse va kontra su kondicion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; luxa por sus sueños y no existe prision &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; jamas alma salvaje se hundio en abismos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;normas no impediran la libertad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; mientras siga existiendo valentia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; pues rebelarse kon seguridad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;hace desvanecer melankolia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; frente a enemigos actua kon krueldad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; supera golpes y ganaras a la vida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; estoy agazapada en la oskuridad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; observando mi alrededor kual felino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; no eskuxo la razon,me guío por mi instinto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; esperando el momento de luxar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no me persigas jams me podras atrapar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; desgarro la falsedad kon mis kaninos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; soy un ser luxador,un kazador un asesino &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;no juegues konmigo,no me retes, te puedo atakar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten personalidad desecha los prejuicios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; en la noche máskaras arden en la hoguera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; soy parte del sékito de dioniso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rompí kadenas soy libre komo una fiera &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; la prioridad son los deseos k sentimos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt; no los repimas y hazlos realidad fuera &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/1552010623705871515-8760118270112778224?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8760118270112778224/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=8760118270112778224' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8760118270112778224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8760118270112778224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/instintos.html' title='INSTINTOS'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rd4ltRZONrI/AAAAAAAAABg/vAm9aEoP2FA/s72-c/mosaigo+de+gatitos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-6803370784769212225</id><published>2007-02-14T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>san ballantines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdOTPhZONqI/AAAAAAAAABU/PMQv9fqX2Po/s1600-h/yomosaico.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdOTPhZONqI/AAAAAAAAABU/PMQv9fqX2Po/s320/yomosaico.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031527103574455970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vale m aburro estudiando y eso k mañana teng un examn mazo d xungo xo vamos...kon kalma, asik m he puesto a hacerme fotos, komo dice el kolgado d mi profe d antropologia,  "hazte peskador/a...no hay kien pueda kn la gente marinera" jajaja n fin ste hombre esta peor k yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si alguien mañana kiere venirse knmigo toda la noxe salir y salir x ahi knmigo, mi prima y tama pues k se apunte xk io no puedo ia mas kn nada y stoy hasta la polla d todo sobretodo de los examenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo weno tenia k tener k terminase el askeroso dia este kn el hombre del metro vendiendo rosas en plan merkadillo km si vendiese pipas x el metro xo en version dia inventado x el korte ingles km dice el tote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agur!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-6803370784769212225?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6803370784769212225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=6803370784769212225' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6803370784769212225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/6803370784769212225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/san-ballantines.html' title='san ballantines'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdOTPhZONqI/AAAAAAAAABU/PMQv9fqX2Po/s72-c/yomosaico.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-8779116518052156773</id><published>2007-02-13T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:41.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>para k el año deje d seguir siendo este dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdG6cRZONpI/AAAAAAAAABI/-hgshzYxc9o/s1600-h/munch.scream_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdG6cRZONpI/AAAAAAAAABI/-hgshzYxc9o/s320/munch.scream_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031007253617850002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas palabras no se las llevará el viendo&lt;br /&gt;xk kada una lleva un pedacito de mi alma.&lt;br /&gt;Un grito desgarrador&lt;br /&gt;desde el fondo de mi garganta&lt;br /&gt;ahoga un sollozo y klama a&lt;br /&gt;las erinias griegas&lt;br /&gt;xa k su justicia impartan.&lt;br /&gt;Xk desde hace lunas&lt;br /&gt;mi lagrima es kien m akompaña&lt;br /&gt;y el trece trae su suerte&lt;br /&gt;kolandose x la ventana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-8779116518052156773?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8779116518052156773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=8779116518052156773' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8779116518052156773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/8779116518052156773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/para-k-el-ao-deje-d-seguir-siendo-este.html' title='para k el año deje d seguir siendo este dia'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RdG6cRZONpI/AAAAAAAAABI/-hgshzYxc9o/s72-c/munch.scream_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-866678084711235216</id><published>2007-02-07T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:42.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pregunta existencial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcpIurplh8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cJIFCcnUzuY/s1600-h/mazorca.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcpIurplh8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cJIFCcnUzuY/s320/mazorca.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028911900740913090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿que sera del maiz que nunca sera palomita??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-866678084711235216?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/866678084711235216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=866678084711235216' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/866678084711235216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/866678084711235216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/pregunta-existencial.html' title='pregunta existencial'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcpIurplh8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/cJIFCcnUzuY/s72-c/mazorca.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-2426818054163100867</id><published>2007-02-05T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:42.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homenaje a la mafia (el padrino)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfH9rplh7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zsfh0naK_oM/s1600-h/Foto0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfH9rplh7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zsfh0naK_oM/s320/Foto0226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028207371485546418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONNY&lt;br /&gt;Nice -- real nice -- break your fathers heart on his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;FREDO&lt;br /&gt;That's swell -- congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;SONNY&lt;br /&gt;Go on encourage him. I want -- I want you to get me a drink -- go on.&lt;br /&gt;TOM&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't understand but, uh, your father has big plans for you. Now many times he and I have talked about your future.&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL&lt;br /&gt;Talked to my father about my future? My future.&lt;br /&gt;TOM&lt;br /&gt;Mikey, he has high hopes for you.&lt;br /&gt;MICHAEL&lt;br /&gt;Well I have my own plans for my future.&lt;br /&gt;SONNY&lt;br /&gt;What'd you go to collage to get stupid? You're really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;CONNIE&lt;br /&gt;He's here come on.&lt;br /&gt;[Every but MICHAEL walks out.]&lt;br /&gt;SONNY&lt;br /&gt;Come on -- come on -- stupid.&lt;br /&gt;[MICHAEL sits alone at the table.]&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;Surprise -- For he's a jolly good fellow, for he's a jolly good fellow -- that nobody can deny -- that nobody can deny&lt;br /&gt;DISSOLVE TO: VITO holding MICHAEL's hand and waving good bye in Sicily.&lt;br /&gt;DISSOLVE TO: MICHAEL sitting alone at the compound.&lt;br /&gt;FADE TO BLACK&lt;br /&gt;THE END OF "THE GODFATHER PART II"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-2426818054163100867?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2426818054163100867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=2426818054163100867' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2426818054163100867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/2426818054163100867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/homenaje-la-mafia-el-padrino.html' title='homenaje a la mafia (el padrino)'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfH9rplh7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/zsfh0naK_oM/s72-c/Foto0226.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-1733721311944600193</id><published>2007-02-05T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:42.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la rayada de la noxe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfBxLplh6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/caB9Q85NRz0/s1600-h/pajaro+y+pollo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfBxLplh6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/caB9Q85NRz0/s320/pajaro+y+pollo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028200559667414946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tere: sto va un pollito por el campo, levanta una pata, levanta la otra y se kae (pollo amarillo by:smog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: k hace un pajaro d 200 kg en un árbol? PIOOO PIOOOO (dibujo blanko y negro by:ardid)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1552010623705871515-1733721311944600193?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1733721311944600193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=1733721311944600193' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1733721311944600193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/1733721311944600193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/la-rayada-de-la-noxe.html' title='la rayada de la noxe'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/RcfBxLplh6I/AAAAAAAAAAg/caB9Q85NRz0/s72-c/pajaro+y+pollo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1552010623705871515.post-4085839616331645423</id><published>2007-01-29T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:16:42.468-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mi primera pagina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rb6OLAErslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i8t0OhGH_xI/s1600-h/soniayceci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025610553841398354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rb6OLAErslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i8t0OhGH_xI/s320/soniayceci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;weno komo todos los libros empiezan x una dedikatoria, yo tb voy a empezar asi mi blog jeje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;y tb dando las gracias x kererm komo soy a toda la gente special k rodea mi mundo y haga k tenga sentido jiji. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a mi family en especial a mi bro david, a todos mis amigos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A mis sp y esa gentecilla d toledo: smogito,ali,meika,ali2,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sugar,victor,rodri,mario,alba,irise,aluka,darka,xino,jero,xusvi,joel,laya,gema,david,moni,patri,fer,sara,y nose si se m olvida alguien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A mi grupo cero!!: ceci,anita,ali y marta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A mis pekeñas matasanas d klase: nerea,amaranta,bea y weno ceci se repite jeje;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A los perdidos del insti: flavia amor kuantos pitis en el servicio en nuestro pais del algodon,laurita,celia,carlos,julia,eleni y komo no pekeña tere kn kien tantas pellas he kompartido hablando d sobradas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A mi gente d fuensa: isa mi prima y ante todo mi amiga, ceci pekeña perdidaaa y kompi d fiestas, tami, vane y patri, tb mario jose karlos javi y javixu, y pasku y matuti alk hace milenios k no veo y porsupuesto el k siempre esta kn ceci en mis grades pedos andrews jeje&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-A albita k llevams juntas toda una vida y lo k nos keda jeje aunk nos parezkams lo mismo k el azul y el amarillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Y km no,aunk lo repita tb, a mi niño ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ASIAS A TODOS!!! OS KIERO GENTE&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/1552010623705871515-4085839616331645423?l=ardid-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4085839616331645423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1552010623705871515&amp;postID=4085839616331645423' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/4085839616331645423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1552010623705871515/posts/default/4085839616331645423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ardid-world.blogspot.com/2007/01/mi-primera-pagina.html' title='mi primera pagina'/><author><name>ardid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11049582573449367315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wBCUIzBp_uE/Rb6OLAErslI/AAAAAAAAAAM/i8t0OhGH_xI/s72-c/soniayceci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
