<?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-1498457683800162048</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:42:20.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TRES!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-2024116275777947002</id><published>2009-10-12T12:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:57:29.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_gaWKWYUSI/StNQOkmM9LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tL3bZDXsxUg/s1600-h/S7301403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_gaWKWYUSI/StNQOkmM9LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tL3bZDXsxUg/s200/S7301403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391741390164915378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;yo Las adorO hasta el infiinitO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;y más :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;las extraño un monton .. pero  ya falta pokiito para&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;un dia especiaL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-2024116275777947002?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/2024116275777947002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=2024116275777947002' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/2024116275777947002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/2024116275777947002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>denisiitah!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15372992455153677709</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4_gaWKWYUSI/SNWj8Pzt9FI/AAAAAAAAAAM/IDnQuSN3mR4/S220/S7304796.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4_gaWKWYUSI/StNQOkmM9LI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tL3bZDXsxUg/s72-c/S7301403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-4101728360828266866</id><published>2009-03-09T23:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:04:39.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'>las extrañooo!!!</title><content type='html'>mis mojoneeeess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las hecho mas de menos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las quiero veeeerrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasadordemaciado!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-4101728360828266866?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/4101728360828266866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=4101728360828266866' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/4101728360828266866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/4101728360828266866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2009/03/las-extranooo.html' title='las extrañooo!!!'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-8866847426183830789</id><published>2008-12-25T19:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:02:30.633-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Negritas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SVQC20f9n3I/AAAAAAAAACk/uqS2szh3fwg/s1600-h/SL373994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283851403641331570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SVQC20f9n3I/AAAAAAAAACk/uqS2szh3fwg/s320/SL373994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como no te voy a quer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er? si siempre estas ahi para mi ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-8866847426183830789?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/8866847426183830789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=8866847426183830789' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/8866847426183830789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/8866847426183830789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/12/negritas.html' title='Negritas'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SVQC20f9n3I/AAAAAAAAACk/uqS2szh3fwg/s72-c/SL373994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-430955569929540070</id><published>2008-12-16T17:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:11:02.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SUgLJg702vI/AAAAAAAAACc/opToGHWhbpA/s1600-h/n1257249083_30206056_823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SUgLJg702vI/AAAAAAAAACc/opToGHWhbpA/s320/n1257249083_30206056_823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280482821179497202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que bonito momneto que vivimos ese dia... la ultima lista, el regalo de los papas, los bailes , las risas, el vals... todo muy lindo pero lo mejor fue compartir con ustedes!!... la adoro mis amigas!!!&lt;br /&gt;nos vemos muy luego ok... no se salvaran de mi muy facil jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;ya bueno chao me voy  a hacer las camas  xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-430955569929540070?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/430955569929540070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=430955569929540070' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/430955569929540070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/430955569929540070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SUgLJg702vI/AAAAAAAAACc/opToGHWhbpA/s72-c/n1257249083_30206056_823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-8568994469271699053</id><published>2008-12-07T20:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:17:32.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Te extraño ooh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STxZhJIZuRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NRo4HKrNjoM/s1600-h/DSCN2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277191289293093138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STxZhJIZuRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NRo4HKrNjoM/s320/DSCN2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuando me dices siento, siento que eres todo, cuando dices vida, yo estare contigo .. (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Las adoro!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-8568994469271699053?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/8568994469271699053/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=8568994469271699053' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/8568994469271699053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/8568994469271699053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/12/te-extrao-ooh.html' title='Te extraño ooh!'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STxZhJIZuRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NRo4HKrNjoM/s72-c/DSCN2154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-910968598733367809</id><published>2008-11-28T22:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T23:04:08.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta Union</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STCjBuKDcPI/AAAAAAAAABI/1-kG7UVDLfQ/s1600-h/n818218432_1003319_960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273894413616247026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STCjBuKDcPI/AAAAAAAAABI/1-kG7UVDLfQ/s320/n818218432_1003319_960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esta union de hermandad que tngo junto a ustedes no la encontrare en ningu otro lugar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;este cuento ha sido uno de los mas lindos de mi vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-910968598733367809?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/910968598733367809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=910968598733367809' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/910968598733367809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/910968598733367809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/11/esta-union.html' title='Esta Union'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/STCjBuKDcPI/AAAAAAAAABI/1-kG7UVDLfQ/s72-c/n818218432_1003319_960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-5909753301371583429</id><published>2008-11-26T23:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:40:24.222-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El día de la despedida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SS4IiEZCotI/AAAAAAAAABA/edsPIIugYeA/s1600-h/n818218432_913524_5451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SS4IiEZCotI/AAAAAAAAABA/edsPIIugYeA/s320/n818218432_913524_5451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273161595084776146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy fue el ultimo día en que usamos uniformes, el último día en que gritamos LCI, último día de  C-U-A-R-T-O- C...CUARTO C!!!!!... pero es el primer día de ex alumnas, ex compañeras... es el primer día de nuestro futuro, es te día es algo que no se olvidará jamas. Lo hemos dicho ya todo, que nos adoramos, que nos seguiremos viendo, etc, pero son cosas que no nos cansaremos de decir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu eres música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Voy por tu calle cada día&lt;br /&gt;el tiempo ya no pasa más&lt;br /&gt;tan lejos de ti la vida muy fácil no es.&lt;br /&gt;En mi silencio viviré&lt;br /&gt;y mi último aliento gastaré&lt;br /&gt;te esperaré, yo sigo aquí, di que vendrás.&lt;br /&gt;Después serás mi vida entera tú&lt;br /&gt;y lucharé para decir: creo en los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú eres esa música que al alma va&lt;br /&gt;yo junto a ti no caeré, no caeré, nooo ...&lt;br /&gt;Es por ti que no me canso de vivir y viviré&lt;br /&gt;así será dentro de mi, vivirás y sonarás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera ver en tu mirar&lt;br /&gt;en cada instante en ti vivir&lt;br /&gt;sintiendo que siempre estarás dentro de mi.&lt;br /&gt;Aquí, así, en mi camino sólo tú&lt;br /&gt;me llevarás dentro de ti, te amaré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú eres esa música que al alma va&lt;br /&gt;yo junto a ti no caeré, no caeré, nooo ...&lt;br /&gt;Es por ti que el sol no deja de brillar y brillará&lt;br /&gt;así será dentro de mi, vivirás y sonarás.&lt;br /&gt;nooo ... uh oooh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así serás, mi vida entera tú&lt;br /&gt;Y lucharé para decir: creo en los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque tú eres esa música que al alma va&lt;br /&gt;yo junto a ti no caeré, no caeré, nooo ...&lt;br /&gt;Es por ti que el sol no deja de brillar y brillará&lt;br /&gt;así será dentro de mi, vivirás y sonarás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh yeah ... y sonarás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-5909753301371583429?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/5909753301371583429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=5909753301371583429' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/5909753301371583429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/5909753301371583429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/11/el-da-de-la-despedida.html' title='El día de la despedida.'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SS4IiEZCotI/AAAAAAAAABA/edsPIIugYeA/s72-c/n818218432_913524_5451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-4026767704751811248</id><published>2008-11-25T01:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:34:25.918-03:00</updated><title type='text'>tres.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSuARLETX4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7RtG734u7Rg/s1600-h/S7305277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272448821284265858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSuARLETX4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7RtG734u7Rg/s320/S7305277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ustedes ya saben todo lo que siento .. es porque siempre se los digo, de alguna u otra forma, y es que como dijo la denisita, son mi sol de cada dia, me enseñaron a vivir el dia a dia junto a risas y buena onda, donde los problemas por un momento se dejan de lado para vivir de lo bueno, de lo bueno que es sentir su compañia y como me dijo un carlitos por ahi, no se trata de dar vuelta la pagina, sino seguir escribiendo en ella, solo que yo decido quienes se hacen participes de ella, y quiero que ustedes sigan siendo parte de mi vida, tomaremos distintos rumbos pero seguiremos ahi para apoyarnos cada vez que nos necesitemos.. no quiero pensar en extrañarlas o en algun adios porque se me haria mas dificil de lo que ya se me hace escribir esto, solo pensar que cada dia descubrire algo nuevo en ustedes, que son mi familia, que las adoro y que tienen cachetes por mucho tiempo mas (L).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1498457683800162048-4026767704751811248?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/4026767704751811248/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=4026767704751811248' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/4026767704751811248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/4026767704751811248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/11/tres.html' title='tres.'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSuARLETX4I/AAAAAAAAAA4/7RtG734u7Rg/s72-c/S7305277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1498457683800162048.post-5522664939286230321</id><published>2008-11-25T00:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:20:39.761-03:00</updated><title type='text'>El tiempo se acabó.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7PAW7zEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X4tOb9SDs_Q/s1600-h/1225136214450_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7PAW7zEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X4tOb9SDs_Q/s320/1225136214450_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272443286491745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-hola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-como estas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-mmm bien...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;- que te pasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-como nada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bueno...solo que voy hechar mucho de menos a mis amigas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-por qué?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-porque termino el colegio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-y eso te tiene triste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-si...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-por qué?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-porque construimos algo tan lindo en estos dos años que parece que hubiese sido toda una vida, una vida de alegrías y de tristezas juntas aunque solo fueron dos años.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-pero es una etapa que tiene que terminar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;-pero yo no quiero que termine aun... todo será tan distinto de ahora en adelante, ya no las veré todos los días, no haremos tonteras todos los días, nos nos reiremos todos los días, ya no nos enojaremos y abuenaremos todos los días en dos segundos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Son tantos los sentimientos que tengo hacia ellas que no terminaría nunca de decírtelos, pero sin duda el mas importante  es de amor... amor de amigas, de complices, de clichés y tonterías. La cuenta regresiva esta llegando a su fin, pareciera que dos años fue muy poco, pero no, fue mucho porque con ellas aprendí muchas cosas, aprendí a ser mejor persona, a reírme de tonteras, a demostrar quien soy y quien puedo llegar a ser.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Sé que igual nos vamos a seguir viendo... pero no sera lo mismo, las tres en distintas universidades, en distintas carreras, con distintas personas, distindos ambientes, las voy a extrañar mucho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;la historia continuara...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1498457683800162048-5522664939286230321?l=recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/feeds/5522664939286230321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1498457683800162048&amp;postID=5522664939286230321' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/5522664939286230321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1498457683800162048/posts/default/5522664939286230321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://recuerdosquevanaquedar.blogspot.com/2008/11/el-tiempo-se-acab.html' title='El tiempo se acabó.'/><author><name>Que tiempos aquellos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06056560479071324740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7uA04zSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/KJhZ9A6trbA/S220/n818218432_609919_1988.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PTJgfYOEAXQ/SSt7PAW7zEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/X4tOb9SDs_Q/s72-c/1225136214450_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
