<?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-5220468</id><updated>2011-06-08T03:43:18.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'>un dia fotocopia</title><subtitle type='html'>3 minas a la deriva</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-115740852472986655</id><published>2006-09-04T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:22:06.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vacas Vs Canguros</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/115740852472986655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/115740852472986655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#115740852472986655' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-113306426961173418</id><published>2005-11-27T01:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:04:29.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Es para fliparlo...Como no pongáis una contraseña más complicada todo se puede joder, chicas.Jajajaja.Qué fuerte.Uhmmm me encantaría veros</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/113306426961173418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/113306426961173418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#113306426961173418' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-105916539167048306</id><published>2003-07-25T17:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T17:44:28.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>es tan triste ver como la gente envejece, es tan triste ver como sus hermosas figuras se van marchitando conel tiempo. Es feo notar que nuestra vida es simplemente un cronometro con una cuenta regresiva, que esta siempre corriendo.Aca estoy yo viendo como la gente que quiero, va llegando al 00:00'. A algunos les queda mas tiempo que a otros pero todos se van acercando al limite.Yo no quiero </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105916539167048306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105916539167048306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#105916539167048306' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-105797908013276958</id><published>2003-07-12T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T00:04:40.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>es simple.agarra una paleta de colores, un pincel, mirate al espejo y remplaza esa rosada bocada neutra, simple y si, triste, por una sonrisa llena de naranjas y purpuras.y veras cuan rapido todo cambia.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105797908013276958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105797908013276958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#105797908013276958' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-105762257661504943</id><published>2003-07-07T21:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T21:03:26.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mi cabeza se saturo,no entiendo las cosas que pasan por ella, son cosas que nunca pense que pensaria, pero estan pasando y no se q hacer al respecto.tantas cosas que decidir, tantas cosas que decir, la puta madre, que dificil que es.desearia que todo fuera mas facily  claro, pero bueno no se.. J N  N F F ?esta letra, "J", fue la que mas me complico.que cagada feli, estas en cualquiera.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105762257661504943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/105762257661504943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#105762257661504943' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95835591</id><published>2003-06-19T15:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T15:22:55.130-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bueno, luego de varias reuniones con mi manager, luego de varias veladas confusas y sin respuestas he llegado a la solucion: mi yo interior tiene que largarse como solo.Muy al estilo Destiny' s Child, backstreet boys y mas recientemente n*sync, este trio debe romperse.SI.Antonieta debe largarse sola.ella me lo pide.me lo ruego.me lo pliega (?)y asi, surge este nuevo blog, llamado ANTONIETA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95835591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95835591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95835591' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95685102</id><published>2003-06-15T11:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-15T11:29:59.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoy pasaba por enfrente de "clothes for tall women" (vestidos floreados -tipo papel de empapelar 1982- kilometricos) y vi a una mujer gorda y petiza mirando ropa.el autoconvenicimiento es destructivo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95685102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95685102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95685102' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95599114</id><published>2003-06-12T15:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T15:23:29.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Si no los puedes convencer, confúndelos. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95599114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95599114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95599114' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95564035</id><published>2003-06-11T18:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T18:05:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hize un test, cualquiera lo que me salio:La La Love You You're a real romantic, and a genuinely kind person. You're not too quick on the uptake, but you have a heart of gold. A person of few words, you instead express your emotions through whistles and dance. Some people would call you mentally stunted, but your friends know better- you're just being yourself.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95564035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95564035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95564035' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95562291</id><published>2003-06-11T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T15:26:48.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoy quiero comunicarle al mundo que:Estoy harta exhausta agotada de tener en mi mente constantemente a las : "Mil y una Reglas para ser una mujer (y conseguir un hombre)"soy asi man! no puedo con el sistema de la inocencia, de un mundo todo rosita, de no joder ni chamuyar con conotaciones sexuales. no no y no. asi, uno se divierte.si no, no hay graciaputa.y entonces que? despues de hacerme </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95562291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95562291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95562291' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95504779</id><published>2003-06-10T10:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T10:42:13.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Volvi a pedido del publico , gracias gracias</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95504779' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95504218</id><published>2003-06-10T10:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T10:38:05.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parte DOS-2:Failure notice: el sistema compuesto por 5 millones de enanitos verdes esta todavia investigando el paradero de este maldito post.                                  Sepa disculpar las molestias ocasionadas, estamos trabajando para uste.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95504218' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95504094</id><published>2003-06-10T10:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T10:44:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>buenas tardes para mi, buenos dias para uds(lero lero )Either way, les informo, con previo aviso, que este post estara conformado por partes 1 y 2Parte UNO-1:Para el agrado de todos uds, ambos autores y lectores, les queria informar que he encontrado el primer link a nuestra pagina!Voy a ignorar el hecho de que haya sido mi hermana la que lo incluyo en su pagina, igualmente el link existe!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95504094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95504094' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95492250</id><published>2003-06-10T01:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T01:51:17.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>como dice mi pa:" feli , haceme caso, construi, construi y construi, no destruyas, te va a dar un buen resultado".o "feli, las relaciones no son faciles, a veces se tornan enfermas y hay que lucharlas o cortrlas, hoy estoy en la estapa de lucha, siempre fui un luchador y cuesta que me resgine, todo lo que quise lo consegui, y no es guita, es respeto de los demas, admiracion, afecto, cariño, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95492250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95492250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95492250' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95492016</id><published>2003-06-10T01:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T01:45:12.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>como conclui con ita el otro dia.el dia que alguien nos escriba o nos cante la cancion de john mayer o simplemente escriba una cancion con el estilo de "your body is a wonderland" para nosotras., va a ser el dia q estemos oficialmente enamoradas.-acalracion: no es copia de soy un dandy, si no una necesidad, por si alguien se interesa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95492016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95492016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95492016' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95491622</id><published>2003-06-10T01:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T01:35:02.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roxy se te extraña demasiado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95491622' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95491598</id><published>2003-06-10T01:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T01:38:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>el otro dia tuve un flash.si un flash como esos de las camaras de fotos q te enciegan y te enloquecen.vi a una persona tan parecida  a otra persona q conocia, q dije " cuantas veces me paso esto ya?"me dieron ganas de poner a todas estas personas parecidas, para demostrales a todo el , mundo q los clones existen por mas de q no esten identificados cientificamente.si a alguien le interesa mi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95491598' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95491611</id><published>2003-06-10T01:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T01:34:48.386-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no sabia que brasil era tan grande hasta que lo pinte en mi mapa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95491611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95491611' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95382880</id><published>2003-06-06T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T16:38:17.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>roko es triste lo que escribis.smile babe all you need is FUN!!!te mando un super beso a la distancia!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95382880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95382880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95382880' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95382694</id><published>2003-06-06T16:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-06T16:33:11.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUIERO APROVECHAR ESTE ESPACIO PARA DECIRLES QUE LAS EXTRANIO MUCHO.UN BESO, SAB</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95382694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95382694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95382694' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95345684</id><published>2003-06-05T19:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T19:27:13.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The walls closed in on me…as tears rolled in.My heart started beating and my head started to spin...I wish I could forget this, before I run out of my mind.My whole body starts shaking, and nothing to hold me downI search and search…and I find no way out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95345684' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95345571</id><published>2003-06-05T19:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T19:23:10.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No one listens to my soulNo one understands my grief Can't anyone hear my voice? Can't anyone see my hurt? My soul is bleeding... My soul is weak I have one thought I have one wish I need to walk I need to fly And wish to die</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95345571' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95345516</id><published>2003-06-05T19:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T19:21:16.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have this feelingThis feeling inside meMy eyes get tearyIts hard to breathI look away So I wont be seenI quickly wipe my tears offI smileEverything is ok againOr is it?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95345516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95345516' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95336661</id><published>2003-06-05T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T15:11:51.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quiero decirle publicamente gracias, si gracias a aquella persona que hizo darme cuenta de los pequenios detalles de la vida. (me limpio una lagrmia y saludo )querida tu has hecho que mi mente mire esas nimiedades de la vida.gracias gracias</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95336661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95336661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95336661' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95336560</id><published>2003-06-05T15:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T15:09:09.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey felu bueh, te snetis igual que yo.esta bueno eso de tener un pseudonimo, try it, te despegas d evos por un rato.oh well por lo menos cuanod posteo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95336560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95336560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95336560' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95309741</id><published>2003-06-04T22:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T22:43:06.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ayer llore mucho mucho, no se porque.! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95309741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95309741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95309741' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95309740</id><published>2003-06-04T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T22:43:06.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ayer llore mucho mucho, no se porque.! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95309740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95309740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95309740' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95296931</id><published>2003-06-04T16:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T16:34:50.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>son unos hijos de puta los de nestle, sisi ustedes los que hacen al shimmy, saben porque? porque lo hacen aproposito dejan el dulce de leche que, convengamos, que es lo mas rico, ponen un poquitito a lo ultimo, alfinal, como para que nos sigan quedando ganas de comerlo , y nunca nos cansemos del dulce de leche! y asi les sigamos comprando y comprando de sus productos.! que mala gentees como un </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95296931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95296931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95296931' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95295536</id><published>2003-06-04T15:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T15:56:53.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoy marque1549756366 (para verificar si tenia mensajes en mi casilla , desde un telefono normal)yme dije, "ya q estamos voy a cambiar mi nombre del contestadror"y ahi fue cuando todo comenzo:1 er intento: "feliii"(normal, pero muy aburrido)2 do intento: "feeeeliii" (demasiado agudo)3 er intento :"feli"(sostenido)4to intento "felheeeeeeeeeeeeligrrrrar" (un pollo se me atraveso)5to intento </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95295536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95295536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95295536' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95060763</id><published>2003-05-29T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T23:08:56.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today i had an epiphany...watching the world through tears in my eyes...( y no, no es parte de una cancion..fue mi dia)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95060763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95060763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95060763' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95060101</id><published>2003-05-29T22:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T22:57:49.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>paso todas mis tardes observando las ocasas situaciones de mi viaje hacia casa. en este  transporte, que es muy util , pasan tantas cosas que uno las da por insignificantes, pero son muy entretenidas a la vez.hoy por ejemplo, me subi al dichoso transporte de linea "60", me despedi de mi amiga, mw subi, dije la famosa frase " buenas tardes, 75 ,porfavor",asi tome mi boleto, y levante la mirada y</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95060101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95060101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95060101' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95055618</id><published>2003-05-29T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T20:28:28.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think my life can be seen as an everlasting search of a wall..yes, a wall. The biggest, tallest, thickest, most strong wall ever. I found the wall, hell yeah..i found it all right. And when I found it, I fell in love. Yes, in love.Since that day I’ve been trying to find a way through it. Looking for the tiniest hole possible, maybe not even visible…or maybe a scratch..anything at all. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95055618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95055618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95055618' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95017383</id><published>2003-05-28T23:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:27:30.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what can i do? i see him there all alone, in the dark, a speck in this giant world. So lost...nowhere to go...no idea of what to do...and then, he looks at me. me...i look around, i search...but im not too sure exactly what it is im looking for. my head goes round and round my heart starts pacing faster and faster. I feel weak, tired..not only in my body, but in my mind and my soul. No way to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95017383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95017383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95017383' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95016591</id><published>2003-05-28T23:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T23:06:19.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los pequeños duendes suben las escaleras y los muy intrusos entran al cuarto sin golpear, asoman sus diminutas cabezas, casi del tamaño de una aceituna, y trepan por las paredes, me agarran de la mano y al ritmo de vaya a saber uno que canción me hacen bailar saltar girar hasta dejarme agotada exhausta echada  en el parquet de madera lustrada. Ellos, siguen, vuelven a gritar saltar trepar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95016591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95016591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95016591' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95013212</id><published>2003-05-28T21:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T21:33:42.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>se acuerdan del autentico shimmy?, el q comias cuando eras asi asi chiquitito (lo sigo haciendo), y querias llegar rapido a la parte del dulce de leche?, siempre discrminando a la vainilla o al chocolate, porque no tenia el mismo increible sabor al dulce de leche que habitaba en el  fondo del pote.siemprecomi la vainilla rapido, no me gustaba mezclar, y cuando llegaba a la parte del dulce de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95013212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95013212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95013212' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-95010339</id><published>2003-05-28T20:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T20:11:08.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>te conoci de pequeña5 años tenia yo, una criatura.te vi, y me gusto todo de ti.me quede contemplandote durante horas, tan misteriosa tan oscurasiempre a un lado, como apartada del resto, como reprimida, ahogada.la mas dura, sin duda. arisca, original, olvidada.ella es, que tiene un canto inolvidable, que nos murmura desde su rincon palabras del mismo satanas.tu que me miras desde lo mas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95010339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/95010339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#95010339' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94964740</id><published>2003-05-27T21:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T21:44:20.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Helen, buenos días fotocopia.no hay nada mas lindo que despertarse por la mañana, ir al colegio y en la mitad d la clase de lengua descubrir que mi cuello se ha vuelto inmóvil. puta, otra vez un cortocircuito. intento, si , llamar la técnico, imposible localizarlo a esta hora, llámalo a las 10, y me corta el teléfono la vieja de mierda. Yo y mi cuello (vid apropia ahora), nos quedamos sentados </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94964740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94964740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94964740' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94923342</id><published>2003-05-27T00:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T00:34:39.813-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>watch out, soy una intrusa de esas que se entrometen en los asuntos ajenos (ej:blog o como sea). quiero decir que desde que descubri que esto existe, hoy, muero de ganas de tener el mio. pero bueno, suele sucederme que dejo las cosas a la mitad, por ejemplo, proyecto de mi propia pagina web. ni se si la publique o si no. pero bueno, who cares? solo la iria a ver yo, mi gato, y la pulga de mi gato</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94923342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94923342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94923342' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94654442</id><published>2003-05-20T19:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T19:28:23.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quisiera salir de esta ciudad, este pueblo ya no huele tan  bien.puedo sentir las señales de peligro correr por mi mente.quiero huir.el "ello" se apodero de las mentes humanas, y su unico concepto es "el principio de placer".el instinto animal sale, sin importar sentimientos ajenos.que desperdicio de humanidad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94654442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94654442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94654442' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94654158</id><published>2003-05-20T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T19:19:52.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate the way that you'd always say "It's nothing to do with me". Different versions of many men come before you came and ALL their questions was similar.the answers?  just the same.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94654158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94654158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94654158' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94608963</id><published>2003-05-19T22:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T22:27:19.956-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoy no fue un dia bueno, sin embargo estoy feliz. Me di cuenta que lo unico que necesito es estar bien por dentroo ...conmigo misma. Y con eso puedo llegar a hacer mucho. A esa pequeña felicidad interna puedoo esparcirlaa, estrecharlaa y compartirlaa hasta donde quiera...es re lindo eso. posta. tendrian que intentar encontrarla...y si logran encontrarla, no la dejen escapar. y asegurense de que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94608963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94608963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94608963' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94159001</id><published>2003-05-11T15:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T15:47:38.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you ever stopped time for just a moment , looked around and thoguht " this isn't suppose to be like this"?..everything was suppose to get better and you were suppose to learn a lesson from all of it? all the badd things were suppose to fade away and you were going to be happy and all the people around you were gonna stay strong and help you work yourself up to the top again..right?..but what</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94159001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94159001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94159001' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94103474</id><published>2003-05-10T10:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-10T10:57:26.876-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>buenos diasss. hoy voy a postear algo lindo.finalemnte luego de una noche de stress por la mañana me he enterado que la estrellita se prendio por lomenos una vez. los tecnicos han hecho un great job! han arreglado todos los cortocircuito, cables pelados, las bajas tensiones, etc. y para mi sorpresa se encendio ! sisi.este episodio de las estrellitas y lamparitas me ha trasladado a las navidades</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94103474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94103474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94103474' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94021925</id><published>2003-05-08T21:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T21:30:21.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quiero ser asi--&gt; =)y no me sale &lt;--zever la elas em odot&lt;-- xq?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94021925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94021925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94021925' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94021249</id><published>2003-05-08T21:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T21:13:32.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEWSFLASH: he llegado a la conclusion de que mi corazon es un reverendo idiota</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94021249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94021249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94021249' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-94017458</id><published>2003-05-08T19:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T19:50:21.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoy no etsoy triste. estoy despecionada. enojada. desilusionada. sorprendida.no lo peuod creer.cuando vez que una oportunidad se disuleve en frente d etus ojos. cuanod ves qu eNO LO PODES CREER. te escuchas y decis nono, esta no soy yo.... si eso. y no lo podes creer. y grito y lloriqueo . porque siempre e slo mismo. mediocre. asi asi. hay gente que se esfiuerza se rompe el lomo y nose, la </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94017458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/94017458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#94017458' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93898001</id><published>2003-05-06T22:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T22:27:22.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bueno nosee ahoraa como que siento que tengo que aportar algoo, les dejo con una boludez que escribi hace mucho, una dulce noche de invierno:a ver por donde empezar?bueno aca ando cagandome de frio...las luces apagadas y una sola vela prendida.. mis manosss arribaa tratando de calentarlas un poco..y mientrass..lo unico que me pasa por la cabeza son imagenes..de nosotros..yo, de repentee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93898001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93898001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93898001' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93889776</id><published>2003-05-06T19:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T19:38:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mi hnita "sab me prestas 5 pesos para comprarme un trompo?""ehhh? si, pero vos no tenes plata?""sisi, pero la quiero ahorrar".estratega juventud.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93889776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93889776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93889776' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93833038</id><published>2003-05-05T21:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T21:40:11.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>voy a llamar a los cazafantasmas. en breve...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93833038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93833038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93833038' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93826957</id><published>2003-05-05T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T19:37:53.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bueno bueno, luego de unos dias de ausencia he regresado.sisi, im back for more.durante mi pasada por los glaciares he aclarado varios de mis tormentos internos.como por ejemplo, la unica solucion para encontrarme es repartiendo planfetes en las heladerias y supermercados. sisi, me encontraba yo tomando un helado en la fria noche santacruzenia cuando de-repente lo vi: "ME PERDI (foto de can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93826957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93826957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93826957' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93759002</id><published>2003-05-04T17:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T17:28:12.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no voy a gastar el tiempo en odiarte,.. sos como el aire para mi, estas pero sos invisible.ya no figuras en mi vida, entendelo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93759002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93759002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93759002' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93443739</id><published>2003-04-29T00:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T17:28:57.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sinceramente... nada.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93443739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93443739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93443739' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93434271</id><published>2003-04-28T22:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T22:06:32.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A veces me desprendo de mi.Y por un momento veo todo  desde afuera.Me veo lagrimeando por los rincones, arrepentida, triste.Me veo así, chiquitina. Debil. Veo que no vale la pena que este ella sufriendo por un hombreNo vale la pena verla llorar , verla invertir tanta energía en un proyecto utópico, irreal, irrealizable....verla con objetivos, que , ingenua, desarrolla en su mente . Sueña </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93434271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93434271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93434271' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93372525</id><published>2003-04-27T23:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T23:17:19.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pletudes posteada luego de una semana de explosiones tormentas y mas...mucho mas.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93372525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93372525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93372525' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93372430</id><published>2003-04-27T23:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T23:21:48.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>infiel arrpentidamemorable oportunidadindesente propuesta de actividad....lujuria posesivaesclava de la verdadderrumbadora problmaticarebelada : CONTESTÁ!figuras borrosasinundacion constanteme arruinasteolvidastesuspiraste una vez mas...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93372430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93372430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93372430' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93369535</id><published>2003-04-27T22:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T22:21:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ojala pudiera escribir mi silencio. ojala pudiera ilustrarlo con murmuros abstractos, filosofias discretas y motivos infieles.ojala simplemente pudiera decir "   ".eso. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93369535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93369535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93369535' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93327414</id><published>2003-04-27T01:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T21:15:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no se cuanto tiempo voy a vivir....nose cuanto tiempo voy a tener con uds..cuanto tiempo pasaremos juntos antes de que nos tengamos que separar...solo se que los momentos que pasamos van a ser inolvidables para mi..no importa que tan cortos hayan sido ni que tan aburridos, monotonos, repetidos...solo el hecho de que los haya pasado con alguno de uds..ya es suficiente..esos van a ser LOS momentos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93327414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93327414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93327414' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93327242</id><published>2003-04-27T01:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T01:17:40.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder if im just trying to make the best out of these moments or actually trying to   e  s  c  a  p  e</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93327242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93327242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93327242' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93213922</id><published>2003-04-24T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T23:01:59.400-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Somebody tell my head to try to tell my heartThat I'm better off without you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93213922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93213922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93213922' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93211160</id><published>2003-04-24T22:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T22:02:48.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>la vida es como una caja de bombones. uno nunca sabe con que relleno le va a tocar.lo que me encantaba de los bombones era no saber lo que tenian adentro. habia que morder todos y elegir mitades. aprobar, probar, y desaprobar (y escupir un poquito tambien)me fasinaba ese misterio, el de los bombones, mas bien rellenos, impredecibles.hasta que hoy, muy ansiosa por repetir mi no frecuente </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93211160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93211160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93211160' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93157508</id><published>2003-04-24T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T01:24:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Pueden robarte el corazon, cagarte a tiros en Moron, pueden lavarte la cabeza... por nada.La escuela nunca me ensenio, que al mundo lo han partido en dos, mientras los suenios se desangran... por nada.Pero el amor es mas fuerte , pero el amor es mas fuerte, pero el amor es mas fuertee, pero el amor MAS......... fuerte!"sab no contrafigas a tanguito,no es como decis, el amor es mas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93157508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93157508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93157508' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93088375</id><published>2003-04-23T00:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T00:22:53.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>te amo. sisi, es inevitable. que es el amor? esa trivialidad que seguira existiendo por siglos y siglos.. amenlo conoci una noche de verano. entre fuegos artificiales y la brisa con olor a mar. una noche que era transicion entre viejo y nuevo. una nueva oportunidad, un nuevo cambio, un nuevo año me refiero.y si, significaria todo esto para mi. a pesar de estar borracho su debilidad por el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93088375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93088375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93088375' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93086824</id><published>2003-04-22T23:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T23:52:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"small things make great differences"..y un pequeño consuelo.pumba es pumba en el rey leon. y lo tendras que interpretar de todas formas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93086824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93086824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93086824' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93079753</id><published>2003-04-22T21:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T21:37:58.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what are you supposed to do once you’ve finally realized that all you have to do is stop feeling sorry for yourself and be happy but the tears wont stop falling?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93079753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93079753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93079753' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93071622</id><published>2003-04-22T18:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T23:53:47.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vagando por el vacio me enocntre con un tipo asi...vos tambien te lo cruzaste feli? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93071622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93071622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93071622' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93071176</id><published>2003-04-22T18:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T23:58:11.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>( feli, todo un halago! gracias )perdida entre galaxias inconsientes?? petetico decir que paso por lo  mismo.....sera una epidemia?!?!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93071176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93071176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93071176' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93022616</id><published>2003-04-22T00:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T00:24:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ayer me di cuenta que hay gente muy boba en el mundo. posta, no es de soberbia ni nada por el estilo, pero... cuando hay gente idiota, la hay. gente inmadura que no tiene un pedo que hacer, y "joroba" a la gente que esta tranquila en su pequeño mundo de emociones. seguramente ya se daran cuenta de que hablo si las o los conocen. son unos  pobres infelices.Dios mio... quu hacemos aca?, rodeada</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93022616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93022616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93022616' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93022354</id><published>2003-04-22T00:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T00:22:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sab si hay algo que sos es "una tipa comica y creativa" si si , definitvamente lo sos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93022354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93022354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93022354' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93015014</id><published>2003-04-21T21:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T23:56:06.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>rarisimo . llega un punto donde la fiaca vagueza cansancio llega a su sumun. asi, y ponemos piloto automatico en todo. cuando comemos. prosigo a ejemplificar: luego de una ardua mañana de colegio (sisi, todavia en la maldita secundaria) llega el extasis del almuerzo. la comidita recalentada para aquellas con la mamma cocinera o bien para las que tenemos suerte la comidita recien hecha. bueno, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93015014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93015014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93015014' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93013869</id><published>2003-04-21T21:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T21:36:29.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CAN WE PLEASE STOP FEELING SORRY FOR OURSELVES?WHAT THE HELL? WE HAVE IT ALLBE HAPPY</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93013869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93013869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93013869' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93013810</id><published>2003-04-21T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T21:39:21.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>si feli =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93013810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93013810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93013810' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-93001972</id><published>2003-04-21T17:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T17:35:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hemos llegado a la conclusion que es inutil poderllevar una conversacion acerca del presente. alguien alguna vez hablo de su presente en ese presiso instante?es imposible, el futuro y el pasado nos toruturan, no roci?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93001972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/93001972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#93001972' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92954952</id><published>2003-04-20T22:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T22:08:37.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Donde esta mi final feliz?si alguien lo encuentra, agradeceria que me lo envien..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92954952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92954952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92954952' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92954924</id><published>2003-04-20T22:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T22:08:09.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Y el lugar se llenaba de voces conocidas, rostros olvidables, palabras vacías y silencios eternos.No me pertenezco.No me siento.No soy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92954924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92954924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92954924' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92947820</id><published>2003-04-20T19:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T19:19:25.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>felices pascuas? no se chicas ....ustedes fueron felices?, la flia, que se reune, cada dia mas vieja, siempre hablando de lo mismo, de mi viejo , o de la gente que no esta presente. que patetico, siempre lo mismo, primero comemos todos, comemos helado, las viejas dan la orden de transladarnos al living, es ahi cuando me acuesto en un sillon para estar tranquila y vienen todas babosas a ahcerme </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92947820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92947820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92947820' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92912068</id><published>2003-04-19T22:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T22:56:17.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how could you give me such a beautiful gift...and just take it away?i sit here...i wonder how its possible that people get over this feeling? the feeling that you have nothing more to go on for... that you'll never be really truly happy ever again or that you'll never have fun again, never be able to put on a real smile just because of the fact that he'll never be there again. Realizing you 'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92912068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92912068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92912068' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92899146</id><published>2003-04-19T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T16:14:16.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>para ser un poquito mas difernte y original :                O D I O    EL   O TO Ñ O</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92899146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92899146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92899146' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92893401</id><published>2003-04-19T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T13:40:16.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>¿Cómo rayos te digo que ardo que no aguanto el deseo de decir que te quieroy que no tengo palabras para expresarlo?¿Cómo rayos te digo que sufro al ver que te retiras, al igual que la luz del día,al igual que la esperanza del alma de un condenado?¿Cómo rayos te digo, te explico que quedo desarmada cuando me envuelve tu abrazo y me siento esclava de tu ternura?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92893401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92893401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92893401' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92813703</id><published>2003-04-17T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T23:30:55.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lo que nos hace no son nuestras habilidades , sino nuestras decisiones....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92813703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92813703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92813703' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92804730</id><published>2003-04-17T19:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T19:53:26.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no dudes de alguien que te demuestra que te ama apesar de todo, duda y ten cuidado de la persona que solo te lo dice...posta-.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92804730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92804730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92804730' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92803611</id><published>2003-04-17T19:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T19:29:06.546-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>El futuro nos tortura y el pasado nos encadena, por eso se nos escapa el presente</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92803611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92803611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92803611' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92798922</id><published>2003-04-17T17:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T17:48:49.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a veces em siento asi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92798922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92798922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92798922' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92796229</id><published>2003-04-17T16:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T16:59:43.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finalemnte alguien se ilumino</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92796229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92796229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92796229' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92795878</id><published>2003-04-17T16:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T16:49:25.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>es raro despertarte y ver que todo sigue igual. los mismos colores, formas, figuras. recorres rincones en busca de espacios originales. pero todo, sin exito. y entonces te embarcas sin destino, ciegamente en una nueva aventura. la de vivir un dia mas. a pesar de todo, los miedos las desepciones los cuestionamientos, las razones. y uno va comiendose de a poquito los minutos, para despues dormirse </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92795878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92795878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92795878' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92795530</id><published>2003-04-17T16:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T16:42:00.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to be someone must be a wonderful thing..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92795530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92795530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92795530' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92749021</id><published>2003-04-16T22:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T22:34:28.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saben lo que me pasp en una epoca?... me levantaba y me decia, soy feliz, no quiero nada mas en mi vida, tengo todo lo que quiero, no deseo nada mas, es re lindo poder decir eso, no saben lo bien que se siente, pero tambien tenes que aprender a comformarte con lo que tenes, no se si van a entender lo quiero decir, pero ojala que algun dia despierten y digan no deseo nada mas, soy feliz, de verdad</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92749021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92749021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92749021' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92744037</id><published>2003-04-16T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T20:23:39.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no se porque la gente ve divertido  ir todos los dias a un lugar, con cuatro paredes y musica que ... a veces es fea... con la misma gente que ve toda su vida..y ademas cuesta platacuando podria estar en un lugar con SU musica y su gente mas querida completamente gratis y sin tanto "barullo"... .. alguien lo entiende?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92744037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92744037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92744037' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92739990</id><published>2003-04-16T18:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T19:58:59.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>el ser humano se limita tanto que se torna un verdadero hipocrita, hay que aprender a dejar de pensar tanto... ,y ser mas impulsivo, no creen?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92739990' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92739980</id><published>2003-04-16T18:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T18:58:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SI YA NO PUEDE IR PEOR, HAZ UN ULTIMO ESFUERZO, ESPERA QUE SOPLE EL VIENTO A FAVOR...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92739980' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92739872</id><published>2003-04-16T18:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T18:57:38.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me siento invadida , sisi. aca entran salen visitan y escapan y uno ni se entera. pasa todo demisado rapido. asi, como volando.igual, hola felu! bunas tardes. es un placer que nos acompañes en esta travesia en busca de una identidad diferente, de una escencia distinta.ojala este blog te proporcione un espacio para exprestarte.... veo que ya te lo dio! un gran beso, a vos, a rocio y a los (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92739872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92739872' title=''/><author><name>SABRINA LOVE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13326992260782423705</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92692009</id><published>2003-04-16T00:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T00:19:40.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aclaracion: al que le parezca una boludes esto.. vayase a cagar y cierre la pagina, no pensamos igual,. si? gracias.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92692009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92692009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92692009' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92691112</id><published>2003-04-16T00:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T00:03:37.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quiero intentar dejar este cilindro vicioso, hace unos dias quize dejar y mi maximo plazo de no hacer esto,, fue una semana y media, pero tuve mucho enstress y no pudeestoy atraopada adentro deste cylindro con papelitos marrones en su interior..en este momento tengo uno en mano, ya es mi compañero de emociones... q feo no? y lo peor es q no es un buen compañero, te traiciona y te destruye y no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92691112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92691112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92691112' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92688707</id><published>2003-04-15T23:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T23:21:10.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ay wawww chicoosss..que les parece? no es increible nuestro nuevo aporte--&gt; el pequeño buhoo feliii..jeje nenaaa lo q escribsss es increibleequeria q lo sepas! me hacee ree bienn leerlo..me hce sentir mas mejor..y espero que mas gente tenga la ooportunidad de leerloo...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92688707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92688707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92688707' title=''/><author><name>caro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00544865694288190625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92688093</id><published>2003-04-15T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T23:09:36.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>es raro todo no?, yo pienso...mañana me despierto voy al colegio... hago lo que hago todos los dias vuelvo...y estan estas vacaciones que me dan lo mismo tenerlas... porque nadie me espera...no llego a casa y pienso que alguien me esta esperando, estoy solita, en realidad si tengo, pero la verdad es que no me interesan mucho...., mejor dicho no es la clase de espera o de persona que me gustaria</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92688093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92688093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92688093' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685878</id><published>2003-04-15T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:26:11.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uhy buen no paro de bajonear, estas cosas las escribi hace mucho, pero queria que se hagan pusblicas, por si alguna persona, alguna vez sintio algo parecido a lo mio... y si todavia lo siente, ... te digo q todo pasa, como la cancion de los piojos, enserio eh, por experiencia propia lo digo, el tiempo lo cura. asi q arriba no te caigassss!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685878' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685818</id><published>2003-04-15T22:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:25:03.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hay veces en la vida que se te presentan oportunidades y las aceptas y eres feliz por un rato. Ese rato desaparece porque no supiste aprovecharlo como debias o no manejaste las cosas correctamente o simplemente porque la vida esta encargada de dar y quitar. Es ahi cuando etonces te das cuenta que no puedes vivir sin aquello perdido, pero auqello ya se ha ido. La vida es asi te da y te quita, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685818' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685795</id><published>2003-04-15T22:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:24:36.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se que no es necesario decir que te amo y tampoco se que es necesario buscarte, porque me has metido en tu lista de cosas a olvidar. Todavia no entiendo el hecho de poruqe me dejaste y creo que me lo seguire preguntando por mucho tiempo mas. POruqe no entiendes que es dificil para mi?, como puede ser que me ames tanto como dices y a la vez hacerme tanto mal?. Hace falta mas que mucho amor para </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685795' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685760</id><published>2003-04-15T22:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:24:01.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>que se hace? cuando te veo y me miras que se hace? cuando te hablo y me hablas que se hace? te trato y me tratas que se hace? cuando me escondo y te escondes que se hace? cuando te evito y me evitas que se hace? te llamo y me llamas que se hace? cuando pronuncio tu nombre y tu el mio que se hace? cuando yo sueÈï tu tambien sue᳍ que se hace? cuando te digo te amo y te quedas callado que se hace? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685760' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685748</id><published>2003-04-15T22:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:23:40.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>estas cositas son re viejas, son cuando corte con mi ex, jaja q fea epocaaa, pero ya esta =), ya no es mi tipo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685748' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5220468.post-92685660</id><published>2003-04-15T22:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T22:22:10.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A veces me pregunto si es que lo bueno dura muy poco o si es que hay mas cosas malas que buenas en la vida. A veces me pregunto si es que la vida es injusta o somos nosotros quienes la hacen ser asi. A veces me pregunto si el destino esta marcado o somos nosotros quienes lo marcamos. A veces me pregunto si los milagros existen o es que somos capaces de mas de lo que nos imaginamos. A veces me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5220468/posts/default/92685660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undiafotocopia.blogspot.com/index.html#92685660' title=''/><author><name>Feli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02524377998389621556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
