<?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-7314516971729599848</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:32:21.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>,,Prinn♥</title><subtitle type='html'>drumming</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-478058865739428269</id><published>2008-03-08T12:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:53:51.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9L8xqXtr4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/iS6Dt-Dv6GY/s1600-h/20-01-08_175102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9L8xqXtr4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/iS6Dt-Dv6GY/s200/20-01-08_175102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175476851919662978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;¿Por qué siento como si las paredes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;me atravesaran?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ya dejé de ser un cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Ya dejé de ser quien era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Como si muerta en vida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;estuviera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Duele que las personas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;no estén&lt;br /&gt;cuando más las necesitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Duele pensar que nunca nos fallarán.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Y cuando llega el momento crucial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;desaparecen como si nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Como si nunca hubieras estado allí&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;para ellas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;como si no valoraran&lt;br /&gt;los que les diste&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;de corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;No pretendo recibir algo a cambio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Pretendo no ser olvidada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;pretendo no ser reemplazada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;El tiempo pasa&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Las cosas mueren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;La gente cambia, ¿no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Y al final, uno siempre se desiluciona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;¿Por qué me pasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;¿Le pasará a alguien más?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Supongo que si.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Duele que las personas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;no sean lo que pensaste que eran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;No me mientan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;No es necesario,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;siempre acepto opiniones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Siempre lo hago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Siempre respeto mis ideales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Siempre lo hago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prinn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-478058865739428269?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/478058865739428269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=478058865739428269' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/478058865739428269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/478058865739428269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/03/por-qu-siento-como-si-las-paredes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9L8xqXtr4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/iS6Dt-Dv6GY/s72-c/20-01-08_175102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-3729103818434818349</id><published>2008-03-07T19:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:44:21.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>safdsdgdfhgfgh ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9IED6Xtr2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RIRZS3psLEA/s1600-h/26-02-08_135331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9IED6Xtr2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RIRZS3psLEA/s400/26-02-08_135331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175203387056959330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello, here I'm.&lt;br /&gt;And Here we go,&lt;br /&gt;Life's waiting to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Here I'm.&lt;br /&gt;And Here we go,&lt;br /&gt;Life's waiting to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-3729103818434818349?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/3729103818434818349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=3729103818434818349' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/3729103818434818349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/3729103818434818349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/03/safdsdgdfhgfgh.html' title='safdsdgdfhgfgh ♥'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R9IED6Xtr2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/RIRZS3psLEA/s72-c/26-02-08_135331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-6445793400746762753</id><published>2008-03-03T15:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T15:27:34.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't follow me._</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8yI5vUxJVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lgHrF0_ByUQ/s1600-h/29-02-08_180010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8yI5vUxJVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lgHrF0_ByUQ/s400/29-02-08_180010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173660597479351634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hablar me hizo bien. Me quedé más tranquila ahora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me voy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero no me sigas, por favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Prin*+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and you, setting in a honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;Me and you, setting in a honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;If I wake up next to you.&lt;br /&gt;If I wake up next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-6445793400746762753?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/6445793400746762753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=6445793400746762753' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6445793400746762753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6445793400746762753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-follow-me.html' title='Don&apos;t follow me._'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8yI5vUxJVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lgHrF0_ByUQ/s72-c/29-02-08_180010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-1997959925535983849</id><published>2008-02-27T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:15:13.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambieemos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8YK8yIsFvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/n32aSQh6JTs/s1600-h/26-02-08_135331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8YK8yIsFvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/n32aSQh6JTs/s400/26-02-08_135331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171833261448238834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cambiemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-1997959925535983849?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/1997959925535983849/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=1997959925535983849' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1997959925535983849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1997959925535983849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/cambieemos.html' title='Cambieemos.'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8YK8yIsFvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/n32aSQh6JTs/s72-c/26-02-08_135331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-1809136238776647125</id><published>2008-02-26T05:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T05:25:15.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8QShyIsFuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zeZZ2NZk514/s1600-h/21-02-08_230956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8QShyIsFuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zeZZ2NZk514/s400/21-02-08_230956.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171278643731371746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Qué egoísta que fuiste al mentirme en la cara.&lt;br /&gt;¿Porqué pensaste qué no sabia la verdad?&lt;br /&gt;Siempre supe que no me querías de verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Qué ilusa que fui.&lt;br /&gt;Pensar, que lo nuestro era real.&lt;br /&gt;Creer que sinceramente podía pasar.&lt;br /&gt;¿Era tan imposible serme leal?&lt;br /&gt;Siempre tuve tiempo para vos.&lt;br /&gt;Y siempre sentí tu miedos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y nunca me tomaste en serio.&lt;br /&gt;Duele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-1809136238776647125?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/1809136238776647125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=1809136238776647125' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1809136238776647125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1809136238776647125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/duele.html' title='Duele'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R8QShyIsFuI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zeZZ2NZk514/s72-c/21-02-08_230956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-2854691115480191316</id><published>2008-02-21T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T14:33:11.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dudaa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R738GiIsFtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WSJ-VhKLJ7Q/s1600-h/1196635673_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R738GiIsFtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WSJ-VhKLJ7Q/s400/1196635673_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169565136463861458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;No, no sé realmente. Pero puedo intentar, creo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-2854691115480191316?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/2854691115480191316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=2854691115480191316' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2854691115480191316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2854691115480191316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/dudaa.html' title='dudaa..'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R738GiIsFtI/AAAAAAAAAE0/WSJ-VhKLJ7Q/s72-c/1196635673_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-4948625268872323608</id><published>2008-02-16T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T15:27:28.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must get out - Maroon 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dwvCIsFrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IhNusfamSYw/s1600-h/14-02-08_230028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dwvCIsFrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IhNusfamSYw/s400/14-02-08_230028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167723050760410802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been the needle and the thread&lt;br /&gt;Weaving figure eights and circles round your head&lt;br /&gt;I try to laugh but cry instead&lt;br /&gt;Patiently wait to hear the words you've never said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumbling through your dresser drawer forgot what I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;Try to guide me in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;Making use of all this time&lt;br /&gt;Keeping everything inside&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and listen to you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm lifting you up&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting you down&lt;br /&gt;I'm dancing til dawn&lt;br /&gt;I'm fooling around&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up&lt;br /&gt;I'm making your love&lt;br /&gt;This city's made us crazy and we must get out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not goodbye she said&lt;br /&gt;It is just time for me to rest my head&lt;br /&gt;She does not walk she runs instead&lt;br /&gt;Down these jagged streets and into my bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumbling through your dresser drawer forgot what I was looking for&lt;br /&gt;Try to guide me in the right direction&lt;br /&gt;Making use of all this time&lt;br /&gt;Keeping everything inside&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes and listen to you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much I can do for you&lt;br /&gt;After all of the things you put me through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving up&lt;br /&gt;I'm making your love&lt;br /&gt;This city's made us crazy and we must get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hay días en los que deseo pertenecer a otro lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Me cuesta tanto adaptarme al medio que duele hasta la piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;¿Podré sobrevivir al cambio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Trataré.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Prin*+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-4948625268872323608?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/4948625268872323608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=4948625268872323608' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4948625268872323608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4948625268872323608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/must-get-out-maroon-5.html' title='Must get out - Maroon 5'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dwvCIsFrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/IhNusfamSYw/s72-c/14-02-08_230028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-1238679580629144179</id><published>2008-02-14T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:23:56.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run away,,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7SVNiIsFpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Udm2B06wGyE/s1600-h/13-02-08_202830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7SVNiIsFpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Udm2B06wGyE/s400/13-02-08_202830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166918732234888850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Y si lamentablemente...&lt;br /&gt;Todos huimos de algo en algún momento de nuestras vidas.&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos ese reflejo, cobardes.&lt;br /&gt;Prin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-1238679580629144179?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/1238679580629144179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=1238679580629144179' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1238679580629144179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/1238679580629144179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/run-away.html' title='Run away,,,'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7SVNiIsFpI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Udm2B06wGyE/s72-c/13-02-08_202830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-6264385336240982681</id><published>2008-02-13T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T04:25:55.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always.,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7LhbCIsFoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/l-PnPUueIMI/s1600-h/11-02-08_033047_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7LhbCIsFoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/l-PnPUueIMI/s400/11-02-08_033047_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166439577093412482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;h1 class="page"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I´ve been here before a few times&lt;br /&gt;And I´m quite aware we´re dying&lt;br /&gt;And your hands they shake with goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;And I´ll take you back if you´d have me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am I´m trying&lt;br /&gt;So here I am are you ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you, taste you, all night&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I´ll miss your laugh your smile&lt;br /&gt;I´ll admit I´m wrong if you´d  tell me&lt;br /&gt;I´m so sick of fights I hate them&lt;br /&gt;Lets start this again for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am I´m trying&lt;br /&gt;So here I am are you ready&lt;br /&gt;So here I am I´m trying&lt;br /&gt;So here I am are you ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you, taste you, all night&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been here before a few times&lt;br /&gt;And I´m quite aware we´re dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on let me hold you, touch you, feel you&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you, taste you, all night&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Touch you, feel you&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Kiss you, taste you, all night&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;amo la cancion♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-6264385336240982681?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/6264385336240982681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=6264385336240982681' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6264385336240982681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6264385336240982681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/always.html' title='Always.,'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7LhbCIsFoI/AAAAAAAAAEM/l-PnPUueIMI/s72-c/11-02-08_033047_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-826792792801793175</id><published>2008-02-10T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:39:29.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_ROSIsFmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k3TgPgbMhtU/s1600-h/07-02-08_164847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_ROSIsFmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k3TgPgbMhtU/s400/07-02-08_164847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165577340933903970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Que lindo es tener amigos de verdad .&lt;br /&gt;Arriba Bárbara.&lt;br /&gt;Abajo Mariano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_ROiIsFnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zErORNbMZ-Q/s1600-h/10-02-08_200118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_ROiIsFnI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zErORNbMZ-Q/s400/10-02-08_200118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165577345228871282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-826792792801793175?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/826792792801793175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=826792792801793175' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/826792792801793175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/826792792801793175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/que-lindo-es-tener-amigos-de-verdad.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_ROSIsFmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/k3TgPgbMhtU/s72-c/07-02-08_164847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-2215710164897821672</id><published>2008-02-10T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:27:13.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_OfSIsFlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3x3fnEUjRU8/s1600-h/10-02-08_172459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_OfSIsFlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3x3fnEUjRU8/s400/10-02-08_172459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165574334456796754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me peiné, y quise recordar el momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-2215710164897821672?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/2215710164897821672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=2215710164897821672' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2215710164897821672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2215710164897821672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/me-pein-y-quise-recordar-el-momento.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_OfSIsFlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3x3fnEUjRU8/s72-c/10-02-08_172459.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-2212457108358270195</id><published>2008-02-10T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T20:16:09.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_LeiIsFkI/AAAAAAAAADs/LsYkutsYqoo/s1600-h/10-02-08_204537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_LeiIsFkI/AAAAAAAAADs/LsYkutsYqoo/s400/10-02-08_204537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165571023037011522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;¿Quien es como para juzgar a los demás?&lt;br /&gt;Que defecto mas horrible, el pensar que uno es perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;Que bueno que soy felizmente imperfecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-2212457108358270195?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/2212457108358270195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=2212457108358270195' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2212457108358270195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2212457108358270195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/quien-es-como-para-juzgar-los-dems-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6_LeiIsFkI/AAAAAAAAADs/LsYkutsYqoo/s72-c/10-02-08_204537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-751968839523647744</id><published>2008-02-09T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:13:31.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdones,,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R65A0SIsFjI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q-UodIMIljw/s1600-h/07-02-08_124658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R65A0SIsFjI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q-UodIMIljw/s400/07-02-08_124658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165137089606194738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Perdón" no significa para todos lo mismo. Hay personas que prefieren ser tradicionales al pedir disculpas con un "Perdoname , no fue mi intención", pero las personas que son muy orgullosas cuando saben que se equivocaron piden perdón indirectamente. Con un gesto amable, con una sonrisa, con un chiste (como alguien que yo conozco). Hay que saber descubrir cuando una persona se esta disculpando. Y saber aceptar esas disculpas.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque este es mi simple punto de vista ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-751968839523647744?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/751968839523647744/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=751968839523647744' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/751968839523647744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/751968839523647744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/perdones.html' title='Perdones,,'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R65A0SIsFjI/AAAAAAAAADk/Q-UodIMIljw/s72-c/07-02-08_124658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-2691407490252921797</id><published>2008-02-08T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T08:37:53.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miedoo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6x5QamsHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/bh1kf4R7AD8/s1600-h/07-02-08_214820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6x5QamsHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/bh1kf4R7AD8/s400/07-02-08_214820.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164636195613580930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para no detenerme antes mis miedos,&lt;br /&gt;los enfrento sin pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Así todo termina más rápido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-2691407490252921797?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/2691407490252921797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=2691407490252921797' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2691407490252921797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/2691407490252921797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/para-no-detenerme-antes-mis-miedos-los.html' title='Miedoo..'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6x5QamsHoI/AAAAAAAAADc/bh1kf4R7AD8/s72-c/07-02-08_214820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-7532893899612418202</id><published>2008-02-02T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T19:12:41.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travis Barker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6UwuKmsHlI/AAAAAAAAADE/nJ1gjXj74k8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6UwuKmsHlI/AAAAAAAAADE/nJ1gjXj74k8/s400/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162586117528886866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Travis Landon Barker: Nacido el 14 de noviembre de 1975 en Fontana, California. Musico estuadounidense. Toca la bateria en: The Transplants, Pluss 44. Ex baterista de Blink-182.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;empezó a tocar a los cuatro años con una batería que le regalo su madre. Y a partir de los cinco con un profesor que le amplio la cabeza musicalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Una de mis mas grandes influencias musicales.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-7532893899612418202?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/7532893899612418202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=7532893899612418202' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7532893899612418202'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Siento un ahogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me duele la garganta, el pecho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;la cara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como si quisiera gritar y no pudiera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como si estuviera por explotar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Duele, me duele mucho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Siento que el corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;va a dejar de latir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que mi sangre va a dejar de correr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que voy a dejar de respirar en si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Caen la primeras lagrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;solitarias, como adoloridas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Agonizantes atraviesan mi piel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mueren, se consumen en mi boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Las primeras muestras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;de lo que me quedo de vos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Reacciones a momentos que compartimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cosas que solíamos decirnos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mis lagrimas son acompañadas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;de un dolor en la cabeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Como si, al reprimir mis sentimientos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mi cerebro me castigara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Es que no quiero llorar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;menos por algo que nunca fue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Odio ser asi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pero no puedo evitarlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No soy tan fuerte como parezco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Las cosas me conmueven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Me provocan el llanto fácilmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-5249990608130996086?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/5249990608130996086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=5249990608130996086' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/5249990608130996086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/5249990608130996086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/02/llanto.html' title='Llanto.'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-4662408827384376584</id><published>2008-01-31T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:02:22.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleopatra y Yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6KnUamsHkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FE1LsO4-7Gc/s1600-h/28-01-08_163412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6KnUamsHkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FE1LsO4-7Gc/s400/28-01-08_163412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161872092100828738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Si, lo admito, tengo una obsesión con mi perra.&lt;br /&gt;La amo. Completamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-4662408827384376584?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/4662408827384376584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=4662408827384376584' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4662408827384376584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4662408827384376584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/cleopatra-y-yo.html' title='Cleopatra y Yo'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6KnUamsHkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/FE1LsO4-7Gc/s72-c/28-01-08_163412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-7903421891198360118</id><published>2008-01-31T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:54:19.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opiniones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nos pasa que decimos, "Lo que opinen los demás, no me interesa", pero actualmente, solo conozco muy pocas personas que apliquen este pensamiento.&lt;br /&gt;¿Porqué las otras personas influyen en nosotros a veces?&lt;br /&gt;No siempre sucede, simplemente nos tomamos fuerte de nuestras decisiones y no las soltamos hasta cumplir con ellas.&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando uno tiene una duda, instintivamente le pide ayuda a alguien más para que pueda dar una posible solución, es ahí cuando la opinión del otro nos afecta. "¿Porqué cometiste ese error?", "¿Porqué salís con tal persona?" y cosas así, que nosotros habíamos empezado a hacer,usar,etc. Por que elegimos hacerlo. Y que , solo a veces, dejamos de hacer, usar, etc. Por que alguien a quien le confiamos nuestro problema, dice que eso esta mal, que es equivocado, que no es así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por eso creo que la mejor manera de solucionar TODO problema, es con el corazón,confianza en uno mismo y esperanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7314516971729599848-7903421891198360118?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/7903421891198360118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=7903421891198360118' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7903421891198360118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7903421891198360118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/opiniones.html' title='Opiniones'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-5710916654620274357</id><published>2008-01-30T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:46:05.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6E2TamsHiI/AAAAAAAAACs/7FPRq-qoifo/s1600-h/09-12-07_202458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6E2TamsHiI/AAAAAAAAACs/7FPRq-qoifo/s400/09-12-07_202458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161466355130310178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;La ansiedad. La incertidumbre de saber con que te vas a encontrar. Las ganas de ver todo lo que tenemos por delante. De adelantar el tiempo, de hacer que las cosas pasen volando.&lt;br /&gt;Es imposible hacer que las agujas del reloj vallan mas rápido, que los minutos vuelen en el aire y se pierdan sin ser aprovechados. Estamos tan pendientes de lo que es el mañana que no vivimos el ahora. Cada segundo que pasa. Cada día invertido en algo bueno.&lt;br /&gt;No sé si aprovecharé bien mis dias, (aunque intente hacerlo), pero sé que en cada uno de ellos tengo una buena acción hacia otra persona. No importa si es mínima o enorme. Simplemente importa el sabor que me quede en la boca después de haberla cumplido, saber que hice a alguien feliz por un momento, que ayude a alguien que lo necesitaba, que mi generosidad valió una sonrisa y un agradecimiento. Esas cosas me llenan, más todavía por que sé que nacen dentro de mí con el fin mas humilde y bien pensado que pueda vivir adentro mio. Las cosas que hago las hago por que quiero. Mis buenos gestos , salen del corazón. Mi errores, son errores simplemente. Mis defectos, son parte de mi belleza imperfecta. Me alegra ser así.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7314516971729599848-5710916654620274357?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/5710916654620274357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=5710916654620274357' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/5710916654620274357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/5710916654620274357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/hoy.html' title='Hoy.'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6E2TamsHiI/AAAAAAAAACs/7FPRq-qoifo/s72-c/09-12-07_202458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-9099753672433498862</id><published>2008-01-29T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:09:29.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6AT0amsHgI/AAAAAAAAACc/vFVDME02Kfw/s1600-h/1196248804_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6AT0amsHgI/AAAAAAAAACc/vFVDME02Kfw/s400/1196248804_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161146964182310402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nunca pensé que iva ser así.&lt;br /&gt;Un antes y un después de Prin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6AT0qmsHhI/AAAAAAAAACk/O0ee2Ucr5Kc/s1600-h/10-12-07_170812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6AT0qmsHhI/AAAAAAAAACk/O0ee2Ucr5Kc/s400/10-12-07_170812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161146968477277714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-9099753672433498862?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/9099753672433498862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=9099753672433498862' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/9099753672433498862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/9099753672433498862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/nunca-pens-que-iva-ser-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R6AT0amsHgI/AAAAAAAAACc/vFVDME02Kfw/s72-c/1196248804_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-7975030754205801868</id><published>2008-01-29T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:48:13.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensacioness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La brisa,&lt;br /&gt;rodó una vez mas.&lt;br /&gt;Acaricio mi piel.&lt;br /&gt;Como si me quisiera&lt;br /&gt;decir algo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentí,&lt;br /&gt;sobre mis labios,&lt;br /&gt;como besabas,&lt;br /&gt;aquella tarde.&lt;br /&gt;No se,&lt;br /&gt;si podre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;des grabar&lt;/span&gt; de mi&lt;br /&gt;la sensación&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de amarte.&lt;br /&gt;Fue todo tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rápido&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tan triste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ni siquiera&lt;/span&gt; me dejaste despedirme.&lt;br /&gt;Yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;quería&lt;/span&gt; guardarme una ultima&lt;br /&gt;sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fingí&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;que no sabia que pasaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Perdón&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pensé&lt;/span&gt; que te &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ayudaría&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Escribir, quizá sea una de las maneras mas lindas de expresar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lo descubrí gracias a alguien a quien aprecio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y con ello también descubrí que todos pueden hacerlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Empece muy chica, con 11 años.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Y de ahí nunca pare, es hermoso saber que podes decir todo lo que pensás si que nadie te señale,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;como si lo gritaras en la calle. Pero, en algún sentido, los estas gritando al mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lo que se escribe, nunca muere. Son cosas que uno decidió ponerlas en un papel, y al hacerlo les damos vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prin*+ Breaking Rules  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-7975030754205801868?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/7975030754205801868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=7975030754205801868' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7975030754205801868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7975030754205801868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/sensacioness.html' title='Sensacioness..'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-6429792018373875935</id><published>2008-01-29T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:02:35.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All the Sea / Jamie Cullum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R5_ojqmsHfI/AAAAAAAAACU/fEIcOCVFc_g/s1600-h/oceano2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R5_ojqmsHfI/AAAAAAAAACU/fEIcOCVFc_g/s400/oceano2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161099397419507186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All At Sea&lt;br /&gt;I’m all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Where no-one can bother me&lt;br /&gt;Forgot my roots&lt;br /&gt;If only for a day&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my thoughts sailing far away&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea&lt;br /&gt;I’m all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Where no-one can bother me&lt;br /&gt;I sleep by myself&lt;br /&gt;I drink on my own&lt;br /&gt;Don’t speak to nobody&lt;br /&gt;I gave away my phone&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea&lt;br /&gt;Now I need you more than ever, I need you more than ever, now&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need it every day&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes don’t you just crave&lt;br /&gt;To disappear within your mind&lt;br /&gt;You never know what you might find&lt;br /&gt;So come and spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;We will spend it all at sea&lt;br /&gt;Like a warm drink it seeps into my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please just leave me right here on my own&lt;br /&gt;Later on you could spend some time with me&lt;br /&gt;If you want to&lt;br /&gt;All at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Vamos al mar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-6429792018373875935?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/6429792018373875935/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=6429792018373875935' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6429792018373875935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/6429792018373875935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-sea-jamie-cullum.html' title='All the Sea / Jamie Cullum'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R5_ojqmsHfI/AAAAAAAAACU/fEIcOCVFc_g/s72-c/oceano2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-8296011312283018388</id><published>2008-01-29T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T18:46:58.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de lluviaa..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que lindo es sentir el agua correr por mi piel,&lt;br /&gt;es como un nuevo nacer.&lt;br /&gt;La fuente de la vida cae del cielo,&lt;br /&gt;i me trae una sensación conocida.&lt;br /&gt;Parecida a un suspiro pero&lt;br /&gt;lejos de serlo, me intriga.&lt;br /&gt;Viejos tiempos volvieron a mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;como una proyección se dan vida&lt;br /&gt;colores, voces, personas.&lt;br /&gt;tantos momentos, tantos recuerdos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto llanto, tantas risas.&lt;br /&gt;La lluvia me hace recordar,&lt;br /&gt;no se por que, no se&lt;br /&gt;si algún día lo entenderé,&lt;br /&gt;me hace pensar,&lt;br /&gt;como las cosas se fueron dando,&lt;br /&gt;en como hoy soy quien soy.&lt;br /&gt;Como fui creciendo,&lt;br /&gt;como fui cambiando.&lt;br /&gt;Las personas que me fueron conociendo,&lt;br /&gt;las que se dieron tiempo para mi,&lt;br /&gt;las que me confiaron sus secretos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas esas cosas vienen a mi mente,&lt;br /&gt;cuando llueve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy,&lt;br /&gt;solo hoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prinn*+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7314516971729599848-8296011312283018388?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/8296011312283018388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=8296011312283018388' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/8296011312283018388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/8296011312283018388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-de-lluviaa.html' title='Dia de lluviaa..'/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-2858794520078351929</id><published>2008-01-28T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T06:44:21.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53oMKmsHZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y5lZaNLyK9s/s1600-h/16-11-07_212644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536043739159954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53oMKmsHZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y5lZaNLyK9s/s400/16-11-07_212644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Such a lonely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and it's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most lonliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Such a lonely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; should be banned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; It's a day that I can't stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The most lonliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most lonliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Such a lonely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; shouldn't exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; It's a day that I'll never miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Such a lonely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and it's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most lonliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And if you go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I wanna go with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; And if you die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I wanna die with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Take your hand and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The most lineliest day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Such a lonely day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and its mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; It's day that I'm glad I survived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53oMamsHaI/AAAAAAAAABI/p8Wz-bs6dVg/s1600-h/04-12-07_161213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536048034127266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53oMamsHaI/AAAAAAAAABI/p8Wz-bs6dVg/s400/04-12-07_161213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53oMKmsHZI/AAAAAAAAABA/Y5lZaNLyK9s/s72-c/16-11-07_212644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-7324162278731211872</id><published>2008-01-28T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T05:49:37.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53b4qmsHYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kYLArdG4MqU/s1600-h/09-12-07_202427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53b4qmsHYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kYLArdG4MqU/s400/09-12-07_202427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160522514592177538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Prin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Una manera de ser yo.&lt;br /&gt;Es seguir mis instintos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-7324162278731211872?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/7324162278731211872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=7324162278731211872' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7324162278731211872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/7324162278731211872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/2008/01/prin.html' title=''/><author><name>Prin*+</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09816063870662127324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R7dzJyIsFsI/AAAAAAAAAEs/M3nZYXNRF84/S220/07-02-08_124658.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53b4qmsHYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/kYLArdG4MqU/s72-c/09-12-07_202427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7314516971729599848.post-4389618025807083860</id><published>2008-01-28T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T04:54:09.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamientoos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53QRamsHVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/v_lClULROBs/s1600-h/09-12-07_202427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FOLBRjn8so/R53QRamsHVI/AAAAAAAAAAc/v_lClULROBs/s320/09-12-07_202427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160509745654406482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Una vez me dijiste&lt;br /&gt;que yo era todo para vos,&lt;br /&gt;me diste un beso y me&lt;br /&gt;juraste que seriamos solo los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que a veces nada&lt;br /&gt;es ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando pensé en todo&lt;br /&gt;me di cuenta, nada es real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque besarme y decir&lt;br /&gt;que no me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dejarías&lt;/span&gt; jamas?&lt;br /&gt;No cumpliste con tus palabras,&lt;br /&gt;y me canse de esperar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duele que &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;quizá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo me haga una &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ilusión&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;y viva de un sueño&lt;br /&gt;que nunca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;existió&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nadie dijo nada.&lt;br /&gt;Y me quede encerrada.&lt;br /&gt;Enamorada de un fantasma.&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca me amara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque uno se enamora&lt;br /&gt;de quien menos espera?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-4389618025807083860?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/4389618025807083860/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=4389618025807083860' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4389618025807083860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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momento..</title><content type='html'>A momentos del momento&lt;br /&gt;mis alas caen rotas al vacio...&lt;br /&gt;Y en mi boca se queda un ultimo suspiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Como es posible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7314516971729599848-4831959014547464827?l=prindrums.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prindrums.blogspot.com/feeds/4831959014547464827/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7314516971729599848&amp;postID=4831959014547464827' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7314516971729599848/posts/default/4831959014547464827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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