<?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-2168737335729954988</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:10:37.658-08:00</updated><category term='my sixth publication'/><category term='my oral presentation'/><category term='my fifth publication :)'/><category term='my fifth publication'/><category term='my second publication; second term*'/><category term='third term*'/><category term='my eighty publication'/><category term='conversation*'/><category term='my second publication'/><category term='my ninth publication'/><category term='my tenth publication'/><category term='my fourth publication'/><category term='new adrees'/><category term='my first publication'/><category term='my first publication; second term*'/><category term='second term*'/><category term='My seventh publication'/><category term='a song'/><category term='my third publication'/><category term='my first publication :)'/><title type='text'>··· wait for me ···</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-8484702449516991874</id><published>2008-09-25T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:07:39.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new adrees'/><title type='text'>my new adrees*</title><content type='html'>my new blog adrees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marina7777.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portfolio:  it's the same that last year =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-8484702449516991874?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/8484702449516991874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=8484702449516991874' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8484702449516991874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8484702449516991874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-adrees.html' title='my new adrees*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-4518691463447814499</id><published>2008-05-14T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:09:15.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my tenth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>A kiss before dying*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SCrkSTQXXOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/H9tsi1gPy9E/s1600-h/a+kiss+before+dying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200219722810350818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SCrkSTQXXOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/H9tsi1gPy9E/s320/a+kiss+before+dying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reader Oral test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1- Can you summarize the book in two minutes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the story about Bud Corliss, who is Dorothy boyfriend in the first chapter, happened that Bud only wanted stay with Dorothy for her father’s money, because in summer, they get married and he can obtain the money of his girlfriend father.&lt;br /&gt;The trouble that success in this chapter was that Dorothy was pregnant, and for this reason, they must get married immediately, but he knew that if Dorothy father heard about this, he don’t give his money, for this he thought hard about a plan for killing her and the people must think that she killed herself.&lt;br /&gt;In second chapter, Dorothy’s sister, Ellen, she knows that her sister didn’t kill herself, but a murderer, and for this she decided went to her sister School for investigated.&lt;br /&gt;For her way by train, destination to Dorothy school, she wrote a letter for her boyfriend, and she told he that she went to there to investigate Dorothy death.&lt;br /&gt;When she found out all the truth, her boyfriend, who was Dorothy ex-boyfriend and her killer, turned and killed Ellen and a boy who helped she with her investigation about Dorothy death.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in third chapter, Bud thought that he didn’t have good luck about Ellen and Dorothy and he had fear that her life won’t be solved. After a while, he thought hard, and he knows that there is one sister more, Marion, and he went to New York City to search her. He seduced her; obtained her love and they started a relationship. Few days later, they organized their wedding, but for these days, Marion father was gave some bad news about Bud, for example, that he only wanted get married to her daughter for his money, and also was give that Bud was a Dorothy and Ellen killer.&lt;br /&gt;The ending of the story is that the father with Gant, someone that he gives the information about Bud, they get that Bud confess his murderers, and he killed herself in the smelting works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2- Is there a mystery sentence or a turning point in the story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I think that the turning point was when Bud Corliss, the main character, thought about killed her girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3- When and where does the story take place?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;n 1950 and 1951. The story place in Blue River (the most important places are: Stoddard University and The Municipal Building) and in New York (the most important place are The Smelting works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4- Who are the main characters in the story? What’s their role?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The main character is Bud Corliss, the murder, because he killed Dorothy and later her sister Ellen, because he discovered the truth about Dorothy death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5- Choose one character( main or secondary) and describe him/her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ellen: She is my favourite character because she is very stubborn about descovered her sister death, she is blond, pretty, and very similar with her sister Dorothy. Also she like modern novelist and she is very intelligent to discovered the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6- Can you identify with any character? Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only with Ellen with her stubborn character, no more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7- Choose your favourite moment in the story.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite moment was when I discovered, in the beginning, that Bud wanted to kill Dorothy, I didn’t imagine that he was a bad person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8- What new words or expressions have you learnt reading this story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All words and expressions, for example: brochures (fullets), storeroom (magatzem), allowed (permetre), amound (poca informació), story (pis), purse (bolso), iron (ferro), attorney (advocat),upset (disgusada), cared (preocupat), fault (culpa), etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9- Provide an alternative ending.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can imagine an other ending, for example, that Bud Corliss didn’t kill herself and he must go to the prison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10-Would you recommend this book? Why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I want recommened this book for people who like intrigue and love. But, sincerely I had a different think about this book, I thought about absolute love, not intrigue, but well, its OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-4518691463447814499?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/4518691463447814499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=4518691463447814499' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4518691463447814499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4518691463447814499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/05/kiss-before-dying.html' title='A kiss before dying*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SCrkSTQXXOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/H9tsi1gPy9E/s72-c/a+kiss+before+dying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-7699904218973782398</id><published>2008-05-05T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:54:09.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ninth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>Risto Mejide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SB_4saJezII/AAAAAAAAAJo/ElPQPqFEI8Q/s1600-h/risto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SB_4saJezII/AAAAAAAAAJo/ElPQPqFEI8Q/s320/risto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197145936825863298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He's name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.vayatele.com/2006/11/10-risto-mejide-el-borde-de-ot"&gt;Risto Mejide,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; he works in OT programe TV and he's a member in the OT commitee for the evaluation all  of competitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;He was new in this programme last year, and he became  famous for his bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In this moment, he's very popular in Spain, and he become more bad with the  OT competitors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In my opinion, last year  the programme was okay, but now it's a show, I think that the OT producers pay he a lot of money to act in this way, he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="dr4sdgryt2(event)" style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;exaggerates soo mach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In the other hand, I think that it's good his bad mood in the show because when one of the competitors sings very well, Risto says he the trusth, he's very honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, to finish this publication, I want to say that I wouldn't to take part of OT TV programme, because I'm scared to Risto evaluations, and I wouldn't cry in the TV and in front of all Spain to his fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-7699904218973782398?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/7699904218973782398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=7699904218973782398' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7699904218973782398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7699904218973782398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/05/risto-mejide.html' title='Risto Mejide'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SB_4saJezII/AAAAAAAAAJo/ElPQPqFEI8Q/s72-c/risto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-6181464045428405668</id><published>2008-04-24T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T07:15:57.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my eighty publication'/><title type='text'>Kate and leopold*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SBCV96JezHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YSJutjTMBgM/s1600-h/kate_leo_01_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192815261171764338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SBCV96JezHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YSJutjTMBgM/s320/kate_leo_01_1024x768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, I want to put a summary about this film, because I had remembered that last year, in English class, we saw this film, and I like it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Movie begins when a journalist, Stuart, of our time made photos in XIX century and Duke of Albany, Leopold, saw he, and he follow the journalist as far as bridge, after, they desappear in ours contemporary time.&lt;br /&gt;Kate Mckay is a modern executive and her work is made to prevail in the enterprise world, she lives in XXI century.&lt;br /&gt;They arrived in Stuart’s house, Kate listen a strange sound, and she spy they.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, Stuart go out and he fall for the lift, for this reason, he go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Kate meets Leopold and she brings he in her job for do an advert. They fall in love, but they love is difficult because they aren’t the same time. In addition The Duke of Albany must to retorn in his time.&lt;br /&gt;When Stuart goes in the hospital, he and Kate’s brother help this difficult love, they bring Kate on the bridge and she go to the XIX century with Leopold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-6181464045428405668?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/6181464045428405668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=6181464045428405668' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6181464045428405668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6181464045428405668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/kate-and-leopold.html' title='Kate and leopold*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SBCV96JezHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YSJutjTMBgM/s72-c/kate_leo_01_1024x768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-1362274575368397610</id><published>2008-04-21T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:54:48.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My seventh publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>A little history*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SAzh3gauUbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GJHc5YQaVwU/s1600-h/ANDORRA_CANILLO+de+PM+skiiii08+(25)dos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191772814162416050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SAzh3gauUbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GJHc5YQaVwU/s320/ANDORRA_CANILLO+de+PM+skiiii08+(25)dos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;One day in last year, Elisenda and I, when the bus arrived at the stop, we were going to Elisenda’s house. When we were in her house, while we were doing the homework, suddenly I heard a bang. The bang came from the flat above.&lt;br /&gt;Elisenda was lauthing a lot, and at first I took very quickly a knife of the kitchen, for if there was somebody in the house.&lt;br /&gt;Later, I went to the flat above slowly, and I was holding a knife.&lt;br /&gt;When Elisenda saw me, that I was going to flat above, she took a camara and while she was recording, she was collowing me.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, when we arrived on the second flat, we saw that the bang was caused by Elisenda’s cat. Elisenda’s cats scare a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-1362274575368397610?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/1362274575368397610/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=1362274575368397610' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1362274575368397610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1362274575368397610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-history.html' title='A little history*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SAzh3gauUbI/AAAAAAAAAJI/GJHc5YQaVwU/s72-c/ANDORRA_CANILLO+de+PM+skiiii08+(25)dos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-3639911700829576291</id><published>2008-04-15T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T10:45:53.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>The evil eye :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SATpDKq_LfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JmtTWtktKnc/s1600-h/ojo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189528911251189234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SATpDKq_LfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JmtTWtktKnc/s320/ojo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To years ago, I stayed with my friends in Figueres, because we bought a present to our teacher.&lt;br /&gt;When we had the present, we sat down in the square, “Font lluminosa”.&lt;br /&gt;I sat next to Laia, when we saw an ugly woman, she was a gypsy. She had the hair dyed with red and black. She had a horrible make-up and was wearing horribles dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Laia and I were laugthing a lot, we don’t normally laught at people, but this woman was very ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;The woman was looking to us, when we laughted and she was casting a spell.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, when our parents went to fetch us, on the road, in the route by car we had a little accident :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Now, we are more carefull about strange people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-3639911700829576291?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/3639911700829576291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=3639911700829576291' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3639911700829576291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3639911700829576291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/evil-eye-s.html' title='The evil eye :S'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SATpDKq_LfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JmtTWtktKnc/s72-c/ojo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-4388503281504965762</id><published>2008-04-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:18:38.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fifth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Do you belive in ghost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_0UxXJ6eTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3LU_867DAl8/s1600-h/P1020532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187325184062421298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_0UxXJ6eTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3LU_867DAl8/s320/P1020532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Well...now I want to talk about last summer,when I went to Neus’s house to sleep an incident with spirits happened to us.&lt;br /&gt;When we finished watching the horror film, we went to sleep very frightened.&lt;br /&gt;At 5 o’clock, Neus was waking up, because she heard a strong shaking in the bed, she thought it was me, but she was looking to me, when she saw a terrible spirit. She was running very quickly to the baddrom, when suddenly she found me.&lt;br /&gt;While we were speaking, the spirit was inside in the bathroom, and we were running around the house but the spirit was following us.&lt;br /&gt;Finaly, when we phoned the police, the spirit disappeared, but this day, the spirit didn’t disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;Lol, you now that this story are fals, but a similar accident was happened to us whith spirits, and now Neus and me belive in their a lot, but we prefer not remember this, because it's very terrible :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-4388503281504965762?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/4388503281504965762/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=4388503281504965762' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4388503281504965762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4388503281504965762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-you-belive-in-ghost.html' title='Do you belive in ghost?'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_0UxXJ6eTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3LU_867DAl8/s72-c/P1020532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-4428584835253479672</id><published>2008-04-08T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:46:18.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication'/><title type='text'>Why studies are important?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_uus47SOHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDoKAqp4v-8/s1600-h/camino.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186931482065778802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_uus47SOHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDoKAqp4v-8/s320/camino.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;All of the studies are the most important nowadays for our life. But it is not necessary to abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of possitive or good ideas, you can get a better future and if you study your parents will be happier, you can also learn a lot of from it. You can read the books, for exemple or listening.&lt;br /&gt;If you study hard, you can obtain better mark. In my opinion, when I finish all exams or studing, my mood raises. And the studies are both because you can study from house with the computer.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, if you have the school graduate, can you acces a lot of jobs and both jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies are good in many respects. On the other hand, there are a lot of negatives or bad ideas, for exemple, if you don’t study, you don’t will have a good future; If you study a lot of time, the study caused unease in your head and nightmare and If you don’t study you can have you bad conscience.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion I detest when you stay long time studyind and in the exam you don’t remember anything. And finally, the other negative idea is when the professor gives you a fail exam.&lt;br /&gt;Study maybe an entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, I belive that studies are good for you. It’s however very important in modern live, ans it's your right trakc ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-4428584835253479672?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/4428584835253479672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=4428584835253479672' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4428584835253479672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4428584835253479672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-studies-are-important.html' title='Why studies are important?'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_uus47SOHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/jDoKAqp4v-8/s72-c/camino.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-1162956663629058883</id><published>2008-04-07T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T13:22:12.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my third publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>Pictures comments*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qBrY7SOFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q2wb2J1Waic/s1600-h/escanear0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186600503296014418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qBrY7SOFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q2wb2J1Waic/s320/escanear0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;In this picture you can see the beach and there are some people that they playing volleyball, they can swimming in the sea, they can sunbathing and for that they must put on sun cream.&lt;br /&gt;Also, this people can eat ice-cream because in the beach it’s hotter.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in this landscape you see a palm tree, brown sand and blue water, wich there are a lot of bouts and surfers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qCD47SOGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xXwUm1Z7EXw/s1600-h/escanear0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186600924202809442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qCD47SOGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xXwUm1Z7EXw/s320/escanear0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;On the rainforest there are two people, a girl and a boy, who wearing a raincoat, the girl raincoat is red, and the boy raincoat is yellow.&lt;br /&gt;In this picture you can see that they go for a walk in the green and humid jungle.&lt;br /&gt;There aren’t more things to comment, because all is green and there are only two people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qCD47SOGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xXwUm1Z7EXw/s1600-h/escanear0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qCD47SOGI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xXwUm1Z7EXw/s1600-h/escanear0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-1162956663629058883?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/1162956663629058883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=1162956663629058883' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1162956663629058883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1162956663629058883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-comments.html' title='Pictures comments*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_qBrY7SOFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q2wb2J1Waic/s72-c/escanear0014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-6074683632887967066</id><published>2008-04-03T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:32:19.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication'/><title type='text'>Barcelona redactionnn*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_Vawo7SOEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ysk4lfWAGtY/s1600-h/1206292786_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185150337653291074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_Vawo7SOEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ysk4lfWAGtY/s320/1206292786_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#336666;"&gt;Well, to start today I want to explain a history about this Holy Week. The history is about my friend Neus and me.&lt;br /&gt;So, the last weekend in Holy Week, we decided went to shopping in Barcelona all day.&lt;br /&gt;Went we where there, we were lost in the Sans Station and for this reason we called our friend, Laia. Thanks to Laia, we were able to go shopping in Barcelona center, specifically in Gracia and “El portal de l’Angel”.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, at 7 o’clock, we lost the train, and we don’t go with next train because we could arrive too late and then our parents to get ungry.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Laia said me that we can stayed in her boyfriend house for this night.&lt;br /&gt;At first, Neus was disagree with this idea, but later, I explain that we can’t done anymore, and she give me the reason.&lt;br /&gt;So, we spend the night in Barcelona, and it was really exciting because we said a big lie to our parents.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when we were near the home, my mum call me and she said me:&lt;br /&gt;- Marina, where you go to sleeping this night?&lt;br /&gt;And after that, we must explain the true, but now the situation with my parents are okay, and I have learned that tell lies are bad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-6074683632887967066?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/6074683632887967066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=6074683632887967066' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6074683632887967066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6074683632887967066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/barcelona-redactionnn.html' title='Barcelona redactionnn*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_Vawo7SOEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ysk4lfWAGtY/s72-c/1206292786_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-7312085419578350962</id><published>2008-04-02T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:18:53.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term*'/><title type='text'>Alqvimia :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_O_5Y7SODI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iAd-xV_Ty9Y/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184698588698130482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_O_5Y7SODI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iAd-xV_Ty9Y/s320/Dibujo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New White Light:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I want to talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Alqvimia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;because in the second term I had been doing a work about this and I think that I have a lot of information. Also I like to talk about Alqvimia, because is a very important cosmetic company.&lt;br /&gt;I met this luxurious company because my mum has got a beauty center and she always buys their products.&lt;br /&gt;When I done this work, I concentrated about one of their products, the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this product is good in skins with altered pigmentation, while regenerating and balancing the cutis with 100% natural ingredients, to give you a radiant, healthy complexion.&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to explain the professional depigmentation working method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean the skin with Ylang-Ylang Make up Remover Emulsion (an other Alqvimia product) applies to the face, neck and neckline.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carry out a peeling and work in with gentle circular movements in order to activate microcirculation and achieve greater cellular oxygenation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spray with Orange Blossom Water (an other Alqvimia product) onto the face, neck and neckline. If you want you can apply Essential Oil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apply a thin layer face mask. Leave to act for 2-5 minutes. Remove with plenty of warm water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apply 2 drops of Lemon E.O. onto the blemishes using a cotton bud, and wait until the oil is completely adsorbed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carry out a massage with essential oil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Apply again the face mask and and leaves to act for 10-20 minutes and remove as a single piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you want, you can try this product, White Light, and then you can see it reaction :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-7312085419578350962?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/7312085419578350962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=7312085419578350962' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7312085419578350962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7312085419578350962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/04/alqvimia.html' title='Alqvimia :)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R_O_5Y7SODI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/iAd-xV_Ty9Y/s72-c/Dibujo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-6950582692268942923</id><published>2008-03-05T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T06:45:31.558-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my tenth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Recipe*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R86vHRJDUVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rHrC_IyPluc/s1600-h/Chocolate%20Chip%20Cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174265561290592594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R86vHRJDUVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rHrC_IyPluc/s320/Chocolate%2520Chip%2520Cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, today I want to put a chocolate &lt;strong&gt;cookies recipe,&lt;/strong&gt; this cookies are similar with popular “Chips a hoy!” and are very easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;My mum taught me this recipe, and when I taste this cookies my reaction was:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh my God! Are delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that I recommend you do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2/3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;3/4 teaspoon baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;7/8 cup butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1 cup flaked coconut&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C). Sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda and salt; set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; In a large bowl, cream together the butter, brown sugar and white sugar. Beat in the egg then stir in the vanilla. Gradually mix in the other ingredients. Mix in the chocolate chips, coconut and pecans. Roll dough into 1 inch balls and place the cookies 2 inches apart onto ungreased cookie sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Bake for 8 to 10 minutes in the preheated oven. Allow cookies to cool on baking sheet for 2 minutes before removing to a wire rack to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Enjoy your meal! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-6950582692268942923?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/6950582692268942923/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=6950582692268942923' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6950582692268942923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6950582692268942923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/03/recipe.html' title='Recipe*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R86vHRJDUVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/rHrC_IyPluc/s72-c/Chocolate%2520Chip%2520Cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-6151665327100875712</id><published>2008-03-03T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T06:45:04.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ninth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Fear*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8z5WUN1C5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vmdpZC4YDDg/s1600-h/porss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173784233721006994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8z5WUN1C5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vmdpZC4YDDg/s320/porss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I going to talk about fears, because I like it very much.&lt;br /&gt;Fear is completely natural and helps people to recognize and respond to dangerous situations. Moreover, it can produce exaggerated and violent behavior.&lt;br /&gt;The most common fear is the fear of someone losing his identity or security.&lt;br /&gt;In this second term I proposed Fear TdR in Philosophe subject, in my opinion all of people have a lot of fear, in particulary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Phobia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anxiety&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anguish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There are more types of fears, but are more delicated.&lt;br /&gt;To finish, if Philosophe department will accepted this TdR, I will talk more about more fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-6151665327100875712?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/6151665327100875712/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=6151665327100875712' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6151665327100875712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/6151665327100875712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear.html' title='Fear*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8z5WUN1C5I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vmdpZC4YDDg/s72-c/porss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-7127503857915232634</id><published>2008-03-02T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:40:37.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversation*'/><title type='text'>Msn conversation*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8rYdBPTb6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7lN_oDRTIKk/s1600-h/uau.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173185115048865698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8rYdBPTb6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7lN_oDRTIKk/s320/uau.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday night, I talked with Elisenda in Msn about all things, and we have come to the conclusion that we always think about boys.&lt;br /&gt;First, we started to talk about Andorra, TDR… and when we did’nt know that say, we took of boys subject.&lt;br /&gt;So, now we know that all time we think about they, but thanks to the exams, we can forget they for a few minuts =) .&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want to put our msn conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marina...are you here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, te ha enviado un zumbido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! i'm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch...good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm was looking for the bungalow where we go the next weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ts on the mountain...and very far of the cirty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we couldn't go shopping..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know about what I'm talking?:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDORRAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lool yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, it's wrong that we couldn't go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( he it's not saluting me...badboy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in the afternoon, we can go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the memory card for the mobilphone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nice! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in Andorra, all is more cheaper than here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisenda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happend with your boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..he's silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all boys are silly...why?...I can't understand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not all of boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there are exceptions..but where are they? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the landscape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL XD =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one moment, I go to dinner!(K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that me too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid.I've saluted him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he won answer me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marina..! I've got a new&lt;br /&gt;senda, dice:&lt;br /&gt;comeeee take phoneeee(T)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, I didn't stay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone is on messenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone important..look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is absentee but well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it happens a lot of things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember? XD lolipop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how don't remembert it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice ilusions and nice afternoons..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you print me the TDR please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He don’t say me anything…is idiot, but well, I don’t mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Senda, dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, are you sure with this Words that you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;[M a r i n a] dice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No…but I’ll never coming behind he. I’m tired.&lt;br /&gt;Well, all of time we talk about boys, STOP PLEASE!!!! Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-7127503857915232634?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/7127503857915232634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=7127503857915232634' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7127503857915232634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/7127503857915232634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/03/msn-conversation.html' title='Msn conversation*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8rYdBPTb6I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7lN_oDRTIKk/s72-c/uau.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-655288305129168350</id><published>2008-02-29T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T07:42:29.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My seventh publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Stress and Love*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8gnwhPTb4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mtWezshzKCQ/s1600-h/corazoooon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172427886544777090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8gnwhPTb4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mtWezshzKCQ/s320/corazoooon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, today I talk about first&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; love and stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when you did your first kiss? It was a special day but you were afraid because you don’t know if it will go well or bad. Or do you remember when you fell in love?&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love you feel a lot of things, for example: nervous, amusing. In addiction the majority of girls listen to romantic music. For example; we laugh for all, we think about him a lot of time, we write his name on the books, on the wall, etcetera. Moreover, in class, the concentration is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;So, in the stress subject, there are the studies, this year I feel more stress than last year, but it’s normal, because now I have secondary school, and next year will be worst, because I will do TdR, more exams and university entrance examination. And all of this &lt;strong&gt;worries me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish, I would put &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;studies consequences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Stress and anxiaty.&lt;br /&gt;• Bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;• Tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;• Not concentration in class.&lt;br /&gt;• …&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ByE*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-655288305129168350?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/655288305129168350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=655288305129168350' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/655288305129168350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/655288305129168350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/02/stress-and-love.html' title='Stress and Love*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8gnwhPTb4I/AAAAAAAAAFA/mtWezshzKCQ/s72-c/corazoooon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-9218611713240646083</id><published>2008-02-27T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:37:25.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>My mobile phone :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8XThR7nvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oMMs-4DphUw/s1600-h/N72front.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171772315807497426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8XThR7nvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oMMs-4DphUw/s320/N72front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I miss my mobile phone! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well…today I’m going to talk about my mobile phone, &lt;strong&gt;Nokia N72&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In 2007, for Christmas, my parents gave me this mobile phone and I was very happy, because I wanted it since long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;Well, my phone has during for 11 months, in November it broke itself and today I’m still waiting that it returns to me.&lt;br /&gt;Day after day, I see that new technologies are worse than better, but I hope that they could improve it.&lt;br /&gt;As You can see, this mobile is very funny and fashion, I like it because it’s pink and black, my favourites colours, and also, it goes like a mp3, camera, radio, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the factory, where is my mobile phone made, doesn’t take much time to return it to, because without it, I can’t listen to music, do photos, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-9218611713240646083?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/9218611713240646083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=9218611713240646083' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/9218611713240646083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/9218611713240646083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-mobile-phone-d.html' title='My mobile phone :D'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R8XThR7nvNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/oMMs-4DphUw/s72-c/N72front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-8123994462595452814</id><published>2008-02-18T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:27:30.629-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fifth publication :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>schizophrenia *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7n3_R7nvHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MiXBUl_lU1Q/s1600-h/schizophrenia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168434713901644914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="280" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7n3_R7nvHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MiXBUl_lU1Q/s400/schizophrenia1.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today I want to talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;schizophrenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, because I like this illness.&lt;br /&gt;Always I have been interested with it and I would to do the TdR about this subject, but I suppose that I can’t do this work because I do a social secondary school, and its necessary do a scientific secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;Well, schizophrenia is a psychiatric diagnosis, it was classified into simple, catatonic, hebepherenic and paranoid and is often described in terms of positive and negative symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Positive symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: delusions, auditory hallucinations, and thought disorder, and are typically regarded as manifestations of psychosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Negative symptoms:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are so-named and include features such as flat or blunted affect and emotion, poverty of speech (a logia), anhedonia, and lack of motivation (abolition).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, the symptoms typically occur in young adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, scientific studies indicate that there is often a normal illness especially in response to stressful or negative events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really interested about this subject, and one of my dreams is become a psychiatric or psychologist, but well, what will become of me?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know, the future will say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-8123994462595452814?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/8123994462595452814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=8123994462595452814' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8123994462595452814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8123994462595452814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/02/schizophrenia.html' title='schizophrenia *'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7n3_R7nvHI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MiXBUl_lU1Q/s72-c/schizophrenia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-212870141544925538</id><published>2008-02-14T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:58:33.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Friendship :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7S5dh7nvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ILMxHnWLQ24/s1600-h/Ex-cLaSe+d+peKeSs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166958589476584514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7S5dh7nvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ILMxHnWLQ24/s400/Ex-cLaSe+d+peKeSs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will talk about my Sant Pau friends.&lt;br /&gt;When I was child I lived in Figueres and I went to Sant Pau School.&lt;br /&gt;In there I was very happy with my best friends Yolanda, Carolina and Marina Lisa. At first Marina and I were enemies but later we were best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I had a lot of good moments with this people&lt;/strong&gt;, and I feel sad when I think that now we don’t see every day, only in the parties, but it’s okay ;)&lt;br /&gt;In this photo we were 5 or 6 years old, I don’t remember, and we went on an excursion. We visit &lt;em&gt;La Fageda d’en Jordà&lt;/em&gt;, I remember that it’s very beautiful, but all years I visited it and If I don’t remember bad, I think that last year we visit it with high school.&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this picture you can see me on the right of the photo, I wore a pink T-shirt and a pink trousers, I felt very girl because I loved pink, lol.&lt;br /&gt;Next to me, there is Yolanda, one of my childhood best friend, and next to Yolanda, there is Marina Lisa, my other childhood best friend. Carolina didn’t come in this excursion because she was ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish, I want to put a beautiful sentence of friendship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As we go on.. We remember... All the times, we had together... As our lives change...come whatever We will still be friends 4-Ever "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-212870141544925538?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/212870141544925538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=212870141544925538' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/212870141544925538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/212870141544925538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/02/friendship.html' title='Friendship :)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R7S5dh7nvEI/AAAAAAAAADg/ILMxHnWLQ24/s72-c/Ex-cLaSe+d+peKeSs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-8579527108109258179</id><published>2008-02-05T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T09:47:49.645-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a song'/><title type='text'>Tokio Hotel - Monsoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfMnM5Y2rw8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kfMnM5Y2rw8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I’m starring at a broken door there’s nothin left here anymoremy room is coldit’s makin me insanei’ve been waitin here so longbut now the moment seems to‘ve comei see the dark clouds comin up again&lt;br /&gt;runnin through the monsoonbeyond the worldto the end of timewhere the rain won’t hurtfighting the storminto the blueand when i lose myselfi’ll think of youtogether we’ll be running somewhere newthrough the monsoonjust me and you&lt;br /&gt;a half moon’s fading from my sighti see your vision in it’s lightbut now it’s gone and left me so alonei know i have to find you nowcan hear your namei don’t know howwhy can’t we make this darkness feel like home&lt;br /&gt;running through the monsoonbeyond the worldto the end of timewhere the rain won’t hurtfighting the storminto the blueand when i lose myselfi’ll think of youtogether we’ll be running somewhere newand nothing can hold me back from youthrough the monsoon&lt;br /&gt;hey! - hey!i’m fightin all it’s powercomin’ in my waylet it take me straight to youi’ll be running night and dayi’ll be with you soon, just me and you,we’ll be there soon, so soon…&lt;br /&gt;running through the monsoonbeyond the worldto the end of timewhere the rain won’t hurtfighting the storminto the blueand when i lose myselfi’ll think of youtogether we’ll be running somewhere newand nothing can hold me back from youthrough the monsoonthrough the monsoonjust me and youthrough the monsoonjust me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-8579527108109258179?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/8579527108109258179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=8579527108109258179' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8579527108109258179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8579527108109258179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/02/tokio-hotel-monsoon.html' title='Tokio Hotel - Monsoon'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-4758550410469259825</id><published>2008-01-27T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T07:48:24.898-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication; second term*'/><title type='text'>Tell me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5yk1kyFjlI/AAAAAAAAACo/5wWLKvOr_Ns/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160180513373523538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5yk1kyFjlI/AAAAAAAAACo/5wWLKvOr_Ns/s200/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me, why are you doing that?&lt;br /&gt;I love you to much for forget you,&lt;br /&gt;And I want to live with you,&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t know if I can forgive you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run come here with meI prepare thousands surprises,&lt;br /&gt;Please, kiss me for last time,&lt;br /&gt;If you want, escape for ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Elisenda and I made this little song when we were 13 years old, if I don’t remember bad. We always want to finish this song but we haven’t got free time, and when we have, then we do the others things.&lt;br /&gt;Also we did more songs, but in Catalan or Spanish, the reason is that we had a dream: … to become a popstars! Lol,&lt;br /&gt;How many girls don’t become popstars in this age? &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;…………Few :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-4758550410469259825?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/4758550410469259825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=4758550410469259825' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4758550410469259825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/4758550410469259825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/01/tell-me.html' title='Tell me =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5yk1kyFjlI/AAAAAAAAACo/5wWLKvOr_Ns/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-647321968205542519</id><published>2008-01-22T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:23:48.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication; second term*'/><title type='text'>Frankenstein :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5Zet36NlJI/AAAAAAAAACg/-dQm4t8_h7o/s1600-h/frankenstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158414565394715794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5Zet36NlJI/AAAAAAAAACg/-dQm4t8_h7o/s200/frankenstein.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I like read this book because is a science-fiction story, and I love know things about unreal world. Frankenstein is Mary Shelley’s novel that tells us a young scientific story, the Victor Frankenstein story, who found the secret of life.One storm day, Victor saw how the electricity had a lot of power. After that, when Victor was 19 years old he left his village and went to the city to studying science. In his first project, he worked about constructing a man with different pieces of died persons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Frankenstein knew that the electricity would give life to the monster. When the monster wakes up, Victor run away scared.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the monster was alone and he when in different towns, but all of people was frightened when they saw him, and for his aspect, the people wanted kill him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After a while, he searched Victor Frankenstein because he was the only person that he can made a woman monster. Victor accepted made an other monster, but later, he thought that is better didn’t make this, for this reason, the monster decided to hurt the Victor’s life, killing all his family. Finally Victor remained alone and died in the Captain Walton ship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-647321968205542519?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/647321968205542519/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=647321968205542519' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/647321968205542519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/647321968205542519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2008/01/frankenstein-s.html' title='Frankenstein :S'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R5Zet36NlJI/AAAAAAAAACg/-dQm4t8_h7o/s72-c/frankenstein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-5746222621003187859</id><published>2007-12-04T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T09:34:49.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my tenth publication'/><title type='text'>Tennissssss*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1WPaBp4TWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/h1K8gvRHNug/s1600-h/nadal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140172226996751714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1WPaBp4TWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/h1K8gvRHNug/s320/nadal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Rafael Nadal is one of my idols; I think that he has got good luck in his live because, few years ago, he was a normal person, and now begin a tennis start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I tell us about tennis, because is my favourite sport.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 7 years old I started play tennis in Empuriabrava (“Les 11 pistes”). My mum’s family always plays tennis and for this reason she enrolled me in Tennis Center.&lt;br /&gt;I only played in summers, and now, sometimes practised tennis with my friends but how I left tennis since 5 years ago, I don’t remember very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope practise tennis when I will have more free time, because this summer I don’t know that I will do, if I will go to California or I will work with my mum in her new beauty center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So… Good Holidays! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-5746222621003187859?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/5746222621003187859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=5746222621003187859' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/5746222621003187859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/5746222621003187859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/12/tennissssss.html' title='Tennissssss*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1WPaBp4TWI/AAAAAAAAAB4/h1K8gvRHNug/s72-c/nadal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-1429964951589471271</id><published>2007-12-01T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:26:45.379-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my ninth publication'/><title type='text'>Forever young*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, today is a strange day for me, I feel bad and happy, I don’t know explain my situation. I think about life, and I hope was children again because is the best tape of life, but well, also there are positive things in adolescence, you began meet boys, friends, you can go to disco, parties, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to shopping in Girona with my dad, he helps me to choose clothes and he advises me, I like this afternoon because I felt little. I missed be with my dad, because I don’t have a lot free time for me family, and now I learnt that my family is very important for me.&lt;br /&gt;So…to finish I put a part of one song:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;FOREVER YOUNG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Forever young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I want to be forever young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;do you really want to live forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;forever, you'll never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;forever young..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n7CuJ8cR9sg&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-1429964951589471271?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/1429964951589471271/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=1429964951589471271' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1429964951589471271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/1429964951589471271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/12/forever-young.html' title='Forever young*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-990363620864227162</id><published>2007-11-30T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:35:58.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my eighty publication'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1BU1U12hvI/AAAAAAAAABw/WnuJ7ygEHjg/s1600-R/P1010104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138700449934116594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1BU1U12hvI/AAAAAAAAABw/sdfrQ6QoKYU/s320/P1010104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My Neuuuuus! :) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Today I put one photo about we because she is very important for me, is one of my best friends, and she always listen me, give me a lots advices, she understand me perfectly and I adore she.&lt;br /&gt;I meet a lot of people, but she is only one, she has got a special personality, and in the world there is only one Neus. I can’t stand that if we will distanced in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;In 2004 I stayed in her class, with my others friends, Laia Font and Mercè, and we were very friends, also now. Later Elisenda and Laia Saló came with our class and we are “6 desgraciadetes”.&lt;br /&gt;Neus and I, done a lot of stupid things, for example, we sang “duele el amor”, or we filmed a lot of videos, danced Hilary Duff songs, playback, made dinners, birthdays…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When we started “batxillerat” Neus came with Laia, Elisenda and me in the “Social batxillerat” but one month later, she changed in the “Scientist batxillerat”, I felt sad for one week, because I sat down lonely, at first in the groups of two persons I hadn’t got companion in the class, because all of the class had got group. But now I felt happy, because Neus do the batxillerat that she want, and also she feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Neuuuussss remember me when we will old okay? Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Cheer up Neus..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;MARINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-990363620864227162?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/990363620864227162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=990363620864227162' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/990363620864227162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/990363620864227162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-neuuuuus-lol-today-i-put-one-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/R1BU1U12hvI/AAAAAAAAABw/sdfrQ6QoKYU/s72-c/P1010104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-9036446383570620708</id><published>2007-11-21T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T12:20:30.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my oral presentation'/><title type='text'>my oral presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi gueys!&lt;br /&gt;I’m Marina, I’m 16 years old and when I borned I lived in Empuriabrava. I tell us about my hobby (DANCE).&lt;br /&gt;I related my life with dance, because my mum is a gymnastic and she teach me a lot of dances.&lt;br /&gt;When I was 4 or 5 years old, my mum bought a gym in Figueres, and for this reason I started practised dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did different types of dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jazz: is the first and the relaxest dance that I practised. My ex jazz group used this music that you can listen for one dance, it’s a beautiful song.Aerobic: My mum loves this, she has practised aerobic all of her life, and she teachs me very well. Also, when I was 6 years I did aerobic competitions and I won a cup, in Castelló d’Empúries pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;Hip-Hop: I practise this with funky, is slower than funky, and the music is similar that rap.&lt;br /&gt;Step: Sometimes I practise step in Club Nautic because my mum is the teacher, and I love her class.&lt;br /&gt;Esbart: in this moment, I do esbart in Castelló d’Empúries with my friends. A lot of people things that we always do a typical catalan dance, but it is false, we can do this typical dance and also do a contemporary ballet, but in my opinion I like more rhythmical dance than esbart.&lt;br /&gt;Funky: is my favourite dance, I started at 6 or 7 years old. I did a funky competitions in different towns with my funky group. Unluckly, my mum send her gym and I leaft funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I explain more funky things.&lt;br /&gt;Funky is a dance of American black people, in 1970 funky music arised and after that, they made the dance. In 1996 this inside in Spain, it was very famous, also now is very well known. Funky has got any inconvenient, for example, backache and you can have very problems with your knees.&lt;br /&gt;But is funny practise this. Now I put a video with a funky competition.&lt;br /&gt;In the other hand, there are funky tonight, Koreans people practise this all of time, is very popular in their countries. Sometimes, my friends and I play with this machine; it’s very funny, but difficult. Also have a video for this dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would relate funky with a film, Save the last dance. In this film success that one girl danced ballet and she met a black boy, he taught she about Funky, and she mixed funky with ballet contemporary. They did a complicated and fantastic dance. For me, this film is one of the best and I recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish my oral presentation and…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there are any questions I'll be happy to answer them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-549b30b8c477a33f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D549b30b8c477a33f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331340402%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4965F39E545DC141A40CE1A4D5F3867C185D30D6.13E46CAC4073AB62B0F0756E6881BEAD83FDD8B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D549b30b8c477a33f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNNUANhXVnMAoP9ANWl8e6hhkCVs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D549b30b8c477a33f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331340402%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4965F39E545DC141A40CE1A4D5F3867C185D30D6.13E46CAC4073AB62B0F0756E6881BEAD83FDD8B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D549b30b8c477a33f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DNNUANhXVnMAoP9ANWl8e6hhkCVs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-9036446383570620708?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=549b30b8c477a33f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/9036446383570620708/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=9036446383570620708' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/9036446383570620708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/9036446383570620708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-oral-presentation.html' title='my oral presentation'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-2400463015218284005</id><published>2007-11-21T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T10:20:23.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><title type='text'>Funky tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/soPsZ88zwtA&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Funky Tonight is a new Koreans dance, people practise this all of time, is very popular in their countries. Sometimes, my friends and I play with this machine; it’s very funny, but very, very difficult :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-2400463015218284005?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/2400463015218284005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=2400463015218284005' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/2400463015218284005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/2400463015218284005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/11/funky-tonight.html' title='Funky tonight'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-3745715016045818307</id><published>2007-10-20T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:35:33.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fifth publication :)'/><title type='text'>Spice Girls Dialogue :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxncHnCfIOI/AAAAAAAAABo/zueeSVuep9c/s1600-h/spicegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123368074407256290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxncHnCfIOI/AAAAAAAAABo/zueeSVuep9c/s320/spicegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In Language Room my friends and I, we did an imagition dialogue about Spice Girls ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; interviewer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Laia Saló&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; Elisenda Lladó&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria:&lt;/strong&gt; Anna Genis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merci:&lt;/strong&gt; Marina Julià&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melby:&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Neus: &lt;/strong&gt;Good evening, welcome to MTV, today we have four guests, they are “SpiceGirls”, but they are only tour because one of them has died.&lt;br /&gt;A round of applause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; Hiya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria:&lt;/strong&gt; Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Mercy:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello Snow (Neus xD)&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m sorry for your loss, she would be glad, you decided to get back together. And…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for your support, since her dead we feel stronger and united on stage.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; It’s nice to be together again, but it isn’t the same four than five, but will do that we can.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Victoria:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes it’s nice because I have less time to go shopping and be with my hosband and my sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Melcy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Victoria! You’re a posh! One of your best friends has died and you only tink of going shopping…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m a posh because I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; Girls, girls, girls! PEACE AND LOVE please :)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks Emma, and now it’s adverstisement time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; We’re here again! And to finish the show with the girls are going to say some Goodbye song sentence as a homenage to Melby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Goodbye, my friend…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; I know you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Victoria:&lt;/strong&gt; you said you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Melcy:&lt;/strong&gt; but I can still feel you here. It's not the end…&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; I hope that you come in all our concerts! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-3745715016045818307?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/3745715016045818307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=3745715016045818307' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3745715016045818307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3745715016045818307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/10/spice-girls-dialogue-p.html' title='Spice Girls Dialogue :P'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxncHnCfIOI/AAAAAAAAABo/zueeSVuep9c/s72-c/spicegirls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-3034522968051974474</id><published>2007-10-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T08:06:54.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication'/><title type='text'>Listen to your heard*]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxOADXCfINI/AAAAAAAAABg/AqbXKziX6ZM/s1600-h/roxette.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121577996462792914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxOADXCfINI/AAAAAAAAABg/AqbXKziX6ZM/s320/roxette.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I Know th&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxN_hHCfIMI/AAAAAAAAABY/kF7141tejxI/s1600-h/roxette.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ere's something in the wake of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.&lt;br /&gt;You've built a love but that love falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;Your little peace of heaven turns to dark.&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart when he's calling for you.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where you're going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;but listen to your heart beforeyou tell him goodbye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;The precious moments are all lost in the tide, yea.&lt;br /&gt;They're swept away and nothing is what it seems,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of belonging to your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your heart... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thre are voices that want to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;So much to mention but you can't find the words.&lt;br /&gt;The scent of magic, the beauty that's been&lt;br /&gt;when love was wilder than the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;With this song, I lived a lof of special moments, for this reason I love it.&lt;br /&gt;And I also like Roxette, they are a famous group and they are a little bit old, because my parents listened they.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;kiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-3034522968051974474?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/3034522968051974474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=3034522968051974474' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3034522968051974474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3034522968051974474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/10/listen-to-your-heard.html' title='Listen to your heard*]'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RxOADXCfINI/AAAAAAAAABg/AqbXKziX6ZM/s72-c/roxette.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-8646566583533759964</id><published>2007-10-08T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:41:22.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my third publication'/><title type='text'>California ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwpzhHCfILI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_PH0s1nphCo/s1600-h/california+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119030939122344114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwpzhHCfILI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_PH0s1nphCo/s320/california+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;California I suppose that it's a wonderfull city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that in this summer I could travel there, because I would do an interchange whitch one boy or girl, I don't know, and later, this boy or girl would come in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;People speak very  good about California, my oncle stayed in there last year and he said that it's fantastic, there are a lot of beachs, commercial center, parks and beautiful landscapes, for exemple  &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;monument valley&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;"The Gran Cañon of Colorado". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very enthusiastic with California and I would go there in July of next year :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me good luck*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-8646566583533759964?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/8646566583533759964/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=8646566583533759964' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8646566583533759964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/8646566583533759964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/10/california.html' title='California ^^'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwpzhHCfILI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_PH0s1nphCo/s72-c/california+beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-3371725068256520080</id><published>2007-10-06T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T06:25:34.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication'/><title type='text'>The Bermuda Triangle :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The bermuda’s triangle, also known as the Devil's Triangle, catch a part of Miami and Bahames, is very dangerous, because planes, boats and people go in to the Bermuda Triangle, and some of them don't go out. Some of these disappearances have been attributed to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Paranormal" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paranormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;paranormal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;, a suspension of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Laws of physics" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laws_of_physics"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;laws of physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;, or activity by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Extraterrestrial life" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Extraterrestrial_life"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;extraterrestrial beings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; by popular culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Scientiest say’s that the Bermuda’s Triangle is a stop time or the state of UFO’s. Is a one of worl misteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I belive in this things, because I think that are more important natural succes, for exemple, I also belive in atlanta (the old submerge continent) and the others things of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;There are a films and series about the Bermuda Triangle, last year was showed this series in &lt;em&gt;cuatro TV&lt;/em&gt; and I put a interesting video about Triangle history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vgps9KotrU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1vgps9KotrU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-3371725068256520080?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/3371725068256520080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=3371725068256520080' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3371725068256520080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/3371725068256520080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/10/bermuda-triangle-s.html' title='The Bermuda Triangle :S'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2168737335729954988.post-5303995453328211812</id><published>2007-10-03T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T08:17:16.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication :)'/><title type='text'>Welcome to my blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwOnR3CfIFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I2N8jU-cWSQ/s1600-h/SEXYMARIN.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117117526897008722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwOnR3CfIFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I2N8jU-cWSQ/s320/SEXYMARIN.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hi guys! I've done my new blog =)&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I can renew that, because I don't like so much.&lt;br /&gt;Well, Neus took this photo in the Betagarri's concert&lt;br /&gt;and I like it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;they are very funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;These sentences are beautiful for me because I love this song&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Unchained Melody&lt;/em&gt;" You can listen this song in G&lt;em&gt;host&lt;/em&gt; film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And time goes by, so slowly,&lt;br /&gt;And time can do so much...&lt;br /&gt;Are you still mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I need your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2168737335729954988-5303995453328211812?l=marina777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/feeds/5303995453328211812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2168737335729954988&amp;postID=5303995453328211812' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/5303995453328211812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2168737335729954988/posts/default/5303995453328211812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina777.blogspot.com/2007/10/welcome-to-my-blog.html' title='Welcome to my blog!'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/RwOnR3CfIFI/AAAAAAAAAAU/I2N8jU-cWSQ/s72-c/SEXYMARIN.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
