<?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-8839041461202770266</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:07:48.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camila Anabella</title><subtitle type='html'>Siempre estarás, seras mi mejor cuento.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1369524145442099949</id><published>2008-10-14T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:42:08.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdición</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPS9V0stnmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/dwxmXZhJPnc/s1600-h/marykate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPS9V0stnmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/dwxmXZhJPnc/s320/marykate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257034847669296738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; No pienso ni siento, no actuo ni miento.&lt;br /&gt; Estoy por estar, estoy por callar, por no decir lo que quiero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Guiarme por sus palabras fue mi triste perdición. &lt;br /&gt;Perderme en sus miradas, me hizo recordar que no soy nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1369524145442099949?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1369524145442099949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1369524145442099949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/10/perdicin.html' title='Perdición'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPS9V0stnmI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/dwxmXZhJPnc/s72-c/marykate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-391635851758173977</id><published>2008-10-14T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:34:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaabrazo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPSfjjpDajI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-uOErPzFm-w/s1600-h/Teatro+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPSfjjpDajI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-uOErPzFm-w/s400/Teatro+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257002098259880498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.fotolog.com/soodeliciious/"&gt;Te quiero mucho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; SoÓ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-391635851758173977?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/391635851758173977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/391635851758173977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/10/aaaaaabrazo.html' title='aaaaaabrazo'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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/_avYV_PM3iKY/SPSfjjpDajI/AAAAAAAAAvI/-uOErPzFm-w/s72-c/Teatro+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5263632145971360469</id><published>2008-09-23T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:24:55.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SNmWjrrug8I/AAAAAAAAAvA/MNAEWbcIHeI/s1600-h/DSC00081-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Quiero ser realidad. Mi reflejo no mostró, quién soy en verdad. Y mi corazón sentir, volar.  No soy, como quiero no, y voy a cambiar. No debe ser así. El fingir no es vivir, la que veo frente a mi, no aguanta más. Ya no voy a ocultar, la que soy nunca más. Un buen día el amor me rescatará. Y ese día, quién yo soy se reflejara. (...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1496489382963467108?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1496489382963467108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1496489382963467108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/08/reflejada.html' title='Reflejada'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1756741019650872468</id><published>2008-08-01T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T16:48:44.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De cabeza - Teen angels (por felipe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da8e661d9076fd18" 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://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda8e661d9076fd18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330461729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8174FAE8BE654A5969BE69569D7D9D592D2AA0E9.2D3617DB116ADE38E958540A29A18DD026CBBE7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda8e661d9076fd18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLs5Y2AjTdZQWDiUJZ4n6TxGnv9g&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://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dda8e661d9076fd18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330461729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8174FAE8BE654A5969BE69569D7D9D592D2AA0E9.2D3617DB116ADE38E958540A29A18DD026CBBE7F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda8e661d9076fd18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLs5Y2AjTdZQWDiUJZ4n6TxGnv9g&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/8839041461202770266-1756741019650872468?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=da8e661d9076fd18&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1756741019650872468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1756741019650872468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/08/de-cabeza-teen-angels-por-felipe.html' title='De cabeza - Teen angels (por felipe)'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3238890498208456254</id><published>2008-07-31T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T19:10:18.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SJJvbCfsq5I/AAAAAAAAArQ/rGPx-sn6v60/s1600-h/game+over.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SJHejXCL23I/AAAAAAAAAq4/9u5MdjBo0DQ/s400/hermosas%21-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229205341413825394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Malena Belén - Alma Catalina - Zoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Son &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; las tres!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cómo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enanas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2711930325090107329?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2711930325090107329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2711930325090107329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/malena-alma-zoe.html' title='Malena - Alma - Zoe'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SJHejXCL23I/AAAAAAAAAq4/9u5MdjBo0DQ/s72-c/hermosas%21-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5143754618340968227</id><published>2008-07-27T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:12:06.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S &amp; S .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaoran Li&lt;/span&gt;: Sakura!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sakura Kinomoto&lt;/span&gt;: dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaoran Li:&lt;/span&gt; yo quiero ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sakura Kinomoto:&lt;/span&gt; Ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaoran Li:&lt;/span&gt; quiero decirte, QUIERO DECIRTE QUE TÚ ME GUSTAS MUCHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w00NCQBI/AAAAAAAAApU/ela5njbCRHo/s1600-h/sakura-syaoran.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w00NCQBI/AAAAAAAAApU/ela5njbCRHo/s200/sakura-syaoran.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227958795115839506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w02I-PAI/AAAAAAAAApc/UPVmAi4BX4A/s1600-h/jhgi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w02I-PAI/AAAAAAAAApc/UPVmAi4BX4A/s200/jhgi.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227958795635670018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w1GQvRdI/AAAAAAAAApk/T2wuVOmagCQ/s1600-h/fhrgujh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w1GQvRdI/AAAAAAAAApk/T2wuVOmagCQ/s200/fhrgujh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227958799963211218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1xF01HNmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/HStyMpK8VC4/s1600-h/sys4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1xF01HNmI/AAAAAAAAAp8/HStyMpK8VC4/s200/sys4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227959087341712994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w1AoyHRI/AAAAAAAAAps/qgD8vzRcCnw/s1600-h/rsfrt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w1AoyHRI/AAAAAAAAAps/qgD8vzRcCnw/s200/rsfrt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227958798453447954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5143754618340968227?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5143754618340968227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5143754618340968227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/s-s.html' title='S &amp; S .'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1w00NCQBI/AAAAAAAAApU/ela5njbCRHo/s72-c/sakura-syaoran.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-219012907433633277</id><published>2008-07-27T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T23:34:49.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura &amp; Shaoran</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1nsucwp2I/AAAAAAAAApE/Pny1kUvlabw/s1600-h/shaoran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1nsucwp2I/AAAAAAAAApE/Pny1kUvlabw/s320/shaoran.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227948760527578978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nombre: &lt;/b&gt;Shaoran Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Edad:&lt;/b&gt; 11 años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Cumpleaños: &lt;/b&gt;Julio 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Signo: &lt;/b&gt;Cáncer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Grupo Sanguíneo: &lt;/b&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Le gusta: &lt;/b&gt;Las artes marciales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Hobbies: &lt;/b&gt;Ser serio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Cualidades: &lt;/b&gt;La confianza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Flor favorita: &lt;/b&gt;La flor china&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;            Le encanta: &lt;/b&gt;Los chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Odia: &lt;/b&gt;El taro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Color favorito: &lt;/b&gt;Verde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Deporte favorito: &lt;/b&gt;Todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;            Materia favorita: &lt;/b&gt;Matemática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Materia que odia: &lt;/b&gt;Chino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1oLzwFVXI/AAAAAAAAApM/CIjZt_YMvYQ/s1600-h/sakurahfbf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1oLzwFVXI/AAAAAAAAApM/CIjZt_YMvYQ/s320/sakurahfbf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227949294526748018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nombre: &lt;/b&gt;Sakura Kinomoto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edad:&lt;/b&gt; 11 años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Cumpleaños: &lt;/b&gt;Abril 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Signo: &lt;/b&gt;Aries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Grupo Sanguíneo: &lt;/b&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Le gusta: &lt;/b&gt;Las actividades físicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Hobbies: &lt;/b&gt;Patinar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Cualidades: &lt;/b&gt;La amistad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Flor favorita: &lt;/b&gt;La del cerezo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Le encanta: &lt;/b&gt;Los camarones fritos y los fideos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Odia: &lt;/b&gt;El taro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Color favorito: &lt;/b&gt;Rosa y blanco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Deporte favorito: &lt;/b&gt;Todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Materia favorita: &lt;/b&gt;Música y gimnasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           Materia que odia: &lt;/b&gt;Matemática&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-219012907433633277?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/219012907433633277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/219012907433633277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/sakura-shaoran.html' title='Sakura &amp; Shaoran'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1nsucwp2I/AAAAAAAAApE/Pny1kUvlabw/s72-c/shaoran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5077376015771760195</id><published>2008-07-27T22:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:27:19.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1Yii6M5KI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7L-TXAQuFiM/s1600-h/triste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1Yii6M5KI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7L-TXAQuFiM/s320/triste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227932092956730530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comó, no bailo,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no puedo vivir&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y así como estoy te ries de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5077376015771760195?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5077376015771760195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5077376015771760195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-com-no-bailo-no-puedo-vivir.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1Yii6M5KI/AAAAAAAAAo0/7L-TXAQuFiM/s72-c/triste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1385404466498408441</id><published>2008-07-27T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:02:26.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatitas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1D91dLMhI/AAAAAAAAAos/MtGS3yEd61U/s1600-h/100_5857-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1D91dLMhI/AAAAAAAAAos/MtGS3yEd61U/s400/100_5857-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909472047542802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fla - Dall - Cande Cami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1Dy2F4GRI/AAAAAAAAAok/kaigXUM8GCQ/s1600-h/con+ellas+%28L%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1Dy2F4GRI/AAAAAAAAAok/kaigXUM8GCQ/s400/con+ellas+%28L%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227909283239696658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fla - Cande - Dall - Cami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Qué linda noche&lt;/span&gt;, como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;las quiero&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1385404466498408441?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1385404466498408441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1385404466498408441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/gatitas.html' title='Gatitas !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SI1D91dLMhI/AAAAAAAAAos/MtGS3yEd61U/s72-c/100_5857-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7904158046666133344</id><published>2008-07-26T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T15:06:28.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre mí 3</title><content type='html'>Vos:&lt;br /&gt;1) Tenes mascotas: si&lt;br /&gt;2) Hablas con extraños: si&lt;br /&gt;3) Tenes piercings: no&lt;br /&gt;4) Tenes tatuajes: no&lt;br /&gt;5) Te gusta tu letra: no&lt;br /&gt;6) Tenes algún mal habito: comerme las uñas&lt;br /&gt;7) Tocas un instrumento: no&lt;br /&gt;8) Lees el diario: no&lt;br /&gt;9) Te gustan las bebidas alcoholicas: si jaja&lt;br /&gt;10) Sos seria o divertida: divertida&lt;br /&gt;11) Sos simple o complicada: complicada&lt;br /&gt;12) Sos madura o inmadura: según para que&lt;br /&gt;13) ¿A quién admiras?: papá, mamá, abuelo&lt;br /&gt;14) ¿A quién le mandas mas emails?: a nadie&lt;br /&gt;15) ¿Cuándo te conectas?: siempre&lt;br /&gt;16) ¿Cuándo escuchas música?: siempre&lt;br /&gt;18) Si pasa algo que no queres: me encierro en mi misma&lt;br /&gt;19) Si pasa algo que queres: me ves sonriendo en TODO momento.&lt;br /&gt;20) Te matas si: no me mataría por nada ni nadie.&lt;br /&gt;21) Si se te cuelga la pc?: la reinicio&lt;br /&gt;22) A la hora de dormir: me duermo rápido, excepto que éste preocupada&lt;br /&gt;23) Extrañas a alguien: sí, y mucho&lt;br /&gt;24) Crees en vos: a veces&lt;br /&gt;25) En tus amigos/as?: por momentos si, por momentos no.&lt;br /&gt;26) Crees en Papa Noel: si. Boe más mentirosa jaja&lt;br /&gt;27) En los milagros?: no&lt;br /&gt;28) En la magia: no&lt;br /&gt;29) En los ángeles?: si&lt;br /&gt;30) Fantasmas: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amigos y Amor:&lt;br /&gt;1) Te gusta alguien: no&lt;br /&gt;2) Tenes amigos/as homosexuales: no sé&lt;br /&gt;3) Te acordas de tu primer amor: si&lt;br /&gt;4) Todavia lo amas: no sé&lt;br /&gt;5) Nombra a todos los amigos/as que te acuerdes ahora: no da, cada una/o sabe&lt;br /&gt;6) Porque los/as elegiste?: porque sólo ellas/os me bancan, entienden.&lt;br /&gt;7) Te enamoraste alguna vez de un amor no correspondido: si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustos:&lt;br /&gt;1) Comedia o drama: comedia&lt;br /&gt;2) Leche entera o descremada: descremada&lt;br /&gt;3) Flores o bombones: flores&lt;br /&gt;4) Blanco o negro: Blanco&lt;br /&gt;5) Amanecer o atardecer: atardecer&lt;br /&gt;6) M&amp;amp;Ms o Rocklets: M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;7) Pop o Rock: ambas&lt;br /&gt;8) Te dormis tarde o temprano: tarde&lt;br /&gt;9) TV o radio: tv (socias), radio (disney)&lt;br /&gt;10) X o O en el Ta te ti: X&lt;br /&gt;11) Alto o bajo: alto, muy alto.&lt;br /&gt;12) Rubio o Morocho: morocho&lt;br /&gt;13) Luna o sol: Luna&lt;br /&gt;14) Oro o plata: plata&lt;br /&gt;15) Lechuga o tomate: ambas&lt;br /&gt;16) Diet o light: light&lt;br /&gt;17) Amor o amistad: ambas&lt;br /&gt;18) Caramelos masticables o no masticables: masticables&lt;br /&gt;19) Mostaza o mayonesa: mayonesa&lt;br /&gt;20) Diario o revista: revista&lt;br /&gt;21) Zapatos o zapatillas: ambas&lt;br /&gt;22) Auto o moto: auto&lt;br /&gt;23) Cantar o bailar: cantar&lt;br /&gt;24) Violeta o verde: violeta&lt;br /&gt;25) Verano o invierno: primavera&lt;br /&gt;26) Caricaturas favoritas: winnie the pooh&lt;br /&gt;27) Pelicula favorita: El diario de una pasión&lt;br /&gt;28) Flor preferida: Jazmín&lt;br /&gt;29) Cantante favorito: James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguna vez..&lt;br /&gt;1) Estuviste en un choque de autos: no&lt;br /&gt;2) Te quedaste sola en tu casa: si&lt;br /&gt;3) Estuviste tan borracha que te desmayaste: no&lt;br /&gt;4) Te lastimaste alguna parte del cuerpo por diversion: no&lt;br /&gt;5) Te lastimaron emocionalmente: si&lt;br /&gt;6) Guardaste un secreto a todos: si&lt;br /&gt;7) Tuviste un amigo imaginario: no&lt;br /&gt;8) Lloraste con una pelicula: si&lt;br /&gt;9) Te enamoraste de algun profesor/a?: no&lt;br /&gt;10) Estuviste en un escenario: si&lt;br /&gt;11) Te cortaste vos mismo el pelo: si, siempre.&lt;br /&gt;12) Te odiaste a vos mismo: si&lt;br /&gt;13) Tuviste sueños repetidos: si&lt;br /&gt;14) Pediste un deseo a una estrella: si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando fué la última vez que..&lt;br /&gt;1) Sonreiste: ayer&lt;br /&gt;2) Te reiste: hoy con mi papá, mamá y abuelo&lt;br /&gt;3) Te alegraste: ayer&lt;br /&gt;4) Compraste algo: hoy&lt;br /&gt;5) Bailaste: hace un rato&lt;br /&gt;6) Te dijeron te amo: hace un rato, Candela (L)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7904158046666133344?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7904158046666133344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7904158046666133344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/sobre-m-3.html' title='Sobre mí 3'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3105522699146896314</id><published>2008-07-25T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T16:43:35.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIpk5PVEygI/AAAAAAAAAns/5Dof3K6B3tc/s1600-h/23018%7EBis-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIpk5PVEygI/AAAAAAAAAns/5Dof3K6B3tc/s400/23018%7EBis-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227101252047129090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;                                                                                                                                 No espero que me entiendas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3105522699146896314?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3105522699146896314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3105522699146896314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-espero-que-me-entiendas.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIpk5PVEygI/AAAAAAAAAns/5Dof3K6B3tc/s72-c/23018%7EBis-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1174019891163906282</id><published>2008-07-25T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T06:53:17.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En silencio...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me llamo&lt;/span&gt;: Camila Anabella Centeno&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInYP7K9_II/AAAAAAAAAnU/mUGxv3n51m8/s1600-h/FT583%7EKate-Moss-Surfer-Butt-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInYP7K9_II/AAAAAAAAAnU/mUGxv3n51m8/s400/FT583%7EKate-Moss-Surfer-Butt-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226946610633505922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; 17 años&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nací:&lt;/span&gt; en Caleta Olivia, Sta. Cruz. Argentina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Necesito:&lt;/span&gt; alguien que me entienda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hoy:&lt;/span&gt; es el último día antes que empiezen las vacaciones de invierno y tengo que ir al colegio, no quiero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mañana:&lt;/span&gt; festeja Candela, su cumpleaños. Y yo todavia no le pregunte a mi mamá .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siempre:&lt;/span&gt; recordaré aquel primer beso que me diste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El mar:&lt;/span&gt; me relaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Las pecas:&lt;/span&gt; me causan ternura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; una hermosa familia, y muy buenos amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casi nunca:&lt;/span&gt; miro televisión&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nunca:&lt;/span&gt; digas nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me encantan:&lt;/span&gt; los brownies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; mucho sueño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me gusta:&lt;/span&gt; aprovechar los buenos momentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; un peluche de Winnie the Pooh con el que duermo todos los días.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duermo:&lt;/span&gt; tapada hasta la cabeza por más que hagan 40º de sensación térmica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; muchas ganas de volver el tiempo atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me encanta:&lt;/span&gt; salir con mis amigas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casarme:&lt;/span&gt; es una decisión a largo plazo, muy largo plazo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; ganas de ir a ver casi ángeles al Gran Rex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Odio:&lt;/span&gt; que me hagan cosquillas&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInZefs5JjI/AAAAAAAAAnc/b02-Gq3dNi8/s1600-h/g1713%7ESebastiana-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInZefs5JjI/AAAAAAAAAnc/b02-Gq3dNi8/s400/g1713%7ESebastiana-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226947960469268018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me vuelve:&lt;/span&gt; histerica, fastidiosa que las cosas no me salgan como quiero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me gustan:&lt;/span&gt; los capucchinno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soy:&lt;/span&gt; lo que el mundo quiere que sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No:&lt;/span&gt; aguanto que me digan NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; ganas de soñar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sólo:&lt;/span&gt; 3 años fui a Comedia Músical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siento:&lt;/span&gt; escalofrios si me tocan el cuello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La primavera:&lt;/span&gt; es mi estación preferida del año&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dentro:&lt;/span&gt; de unas horas comienzan mis vacaciones de invierno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiero:&lt;/span&gt; hacerme un piercing en el ombligo y otro en la lengua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A veces:&lt;/span&gt; me encuentro realmente sola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No:&lt;/span&gt; creo en la magía ni tampoco soy supersticiosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Casi cada:&lt;/span&gt; día recuerdo los primeros días de enero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Echo:&lt;/span&gt; a mi papá de mi cuarto muy seguido, porque es muy molesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siempre:&lt;/span&gt; que salgo, me compro ropa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi cumpleaños:&lt;/span&gt; es el 22 de junio. Pero no me gusta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No:&lt;/span&gt; tendría que fumar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando:&lt;/span&gt; salgo con amigas siempre la paso bien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi sueño:&lt;/span&gt; es ser Médica Clinica especializada en Nutrición (poca carrera se eligió la flaca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo complejo:&lt;/span&gt; de mi cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me molesta:&lt;/span&gt; la gente soberbía, egocentrica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Intento:&lt;/span&gt; no hacer sufrir al resto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debería:&lt;/span&gt; comenzar de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los números:&lt;/span&gt; son odiados por mi persona&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInZs7Y7uOI/AAAAAAAAAnk/WhkLRIq2qnI/s1600-h/MPP50115%7EAudrey-Hepburn-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInZs7Y7uOI/AAAAAAAAAnk/WhkLRIq2qnI/s320/MPP50115%7EAudrey-Hepburn-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226948208419911906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psicología:&lt;/span&gt; es una de las ramas, la cual pienso seguir en la universidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me gusta:&lt;/span&gt; disfrutar de un buen capucchino o té de manzanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me indigna:&lt;/span&gt; la injusticia, y el mal uso de la palabra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Soy:&lt;/span&gt; ciclótimica, psicosomática, complicada, intuitiva, vueltera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guardo:&lt;/span&gt; todas aquellas cosas que me regalen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No:&lt;/span&gt; soporto a las personas superficiales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando:&lt;/span&gt; estoy sola me agarra el bajón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Con:&lt;/span&gt; 17 años, sé que no sé nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los recuerdos:&lt;/span&gt; son mi mayor tesoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sólo:&lt;/span&gt; hay algo lo cual me haría feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sufro:&lt;/span&gt; que la persona que quiero no lo entienda, o aún peor, no le importe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Las llamas:&lt;/span&gt; me queman por dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No:&lt;/span&gt; entiendo a mi papá, ni a mi mamá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siempre:&lt;/span&gt; sueños cosas anormales, insolitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tengo:&lt;/span&gt; unas ganas terribles de no ir al colegio :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1174019891163906282?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1174019891163906282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1174019891163906282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/en-silencio_25.html' title='En silencio...'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SInYP7K9_II/AAAAAAAAAnU/mUGxv3n51m8/s72-c/FT583%7EKate-Moss-Surfer-Butt-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3680855409148119083</id><published>2008-07-24T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:31:20.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIk2UGGwynI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Huo3zalSLho/s1600-h/4027%7EBar-du-Soleil-1961-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIk2UGGwynI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Huo3zalSLho/s320/4027%7EBar-du-Soleil-1961-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226768561404430962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Laberinto sin salida te busco y no te encuentro.&lt;br /&gt;En el único lugar que estás es en  mi pensamiento,&lt;br /&gt;bien adentro exactamente dónde estan&lt;br /&gt;los sentimientos, los  lamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Desde entonces mi corazón late lento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3680855409148119083?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3680855409148119083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3680855409148119083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/laberinto-sin-salida-te-busco-y-no-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIk2UGGwynI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Huo3zalSLho/s72-c/4027%7EBar-du-Soleil-1961-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2508238820165762544</id><published>2008-07-23T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:14:04.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 2 3 ¡Acción!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Necesito verte&lt;/span&gt;, quiero hablarte. Sabés que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;te quiero mucho&lt;/span&gt;. No lográs nada así."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2508238820165762544?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2508238820165762544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2508238820165762544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-2-3-accin.html' title='1 2 3 ¡Acción!'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2366553328232366206</id><published>2008-07-21T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:27:06.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIVeSitdDxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ouVL5HPNWxs/s1600-h/100_8837-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIVeSitdDxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ouVL5HPNWxs/s400/100_8837-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225686615281438482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="result_box" dir="ltr"&gt;Il est parfois nécessaire de parler, dire ce qui se passe réellement dans un. Desahogo, d'exploiter, d'exprimer, crier, pleurer, commentaire, ouvrir notre cœur et lui dire ce qui se passe, ce qu'il sent et ce qu'il veut. Laissez votre coeur vers l'extérieur, et peut-être bien savoir quelle voie à suivre. Laissez vos yeux pendant de longs moments une déchirure, ou quelques-uns, ne me croyez pas malades, c'est que vous améliorer le contraire, vous soulager, vous détendre, vous libère. Sourire laisser observer que beaucoup de peur a vu le jour, profitez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé libre, sentite libre.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;LIBERTÉ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Elle est en paix, Elle est libre.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2366553328232366206?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2366553328232366206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2366553328232366206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/il-est-parfois-ncessaire-de-parler-dire.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SIVeSitdDxI/AAAAAAAAAmw/ouVL5HPNWxs/s72-c/100_8837-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1360065224217480898</id><published>2008-07-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:36:27.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'># 76</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"[...]La pregunta es: ¿Por qué no me dijiste desde el principio que te habías tomado nuestra relación de otra manera? ¿Por qué no me advertiste? Te hubiera amado menos, te hubiera dado menos. Ahora estoy atada a vos y es un infierno, por eso decido alejarme ahora. Porque si seguimos con esto que no tiene nombre, voy a amarte cada día mucho más y no es eso lo que quiero. [...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;[...]Pero como te amé yo, no te va a amar nadie. [...]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1360065224217480898?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1360065224217480898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1360065224217480898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/76.html' title='# 76'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8155116264560465335</id><published>2008-07-19T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:16:59.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://-A-M-I-G-O-S-"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Í&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8155116264560465335?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8155116264560465335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8155116264560465335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/f-e-l-i-z-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5045045999640041900</id><published>2008-07-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:04:23.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historia de amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="JavaScript"&gt;&lt;!-- ;     alert("Sigue las instrucciones para que tu sueño de amor se haga realidad!");    // end hide --&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ2 = prompt("Escribe un adjetivo, que termine en O, ejem. aburrido.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ2 + " ") // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var PLACE1 = prompt("Un lugar.","")    document.write(" " + PLACE1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ1 = prompt("Otro adjetivo, pero q termine en A, ejem. bella.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NAME1 = prompt("Nombre de la persona que te gusta","")    document.write(" " + NAME1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var SEX = prompt("Es el o ella?","")    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NAME2 = prompt("Nombre de tu mejor colega.","")    document.write(" " + NAME2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ3 = prompt("Otro adjetivo, esta vez que termine en O.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ3 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ADJ4 = prompt("Otro adjetivo, si eres mujer que termine en A, hombre, en O.","")    document.write(" " + ADJ4 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar      var PLACE2 = prompt("Otro lugar.","")    document.write(" " + PLACE2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var ACTN = prompt("Que es lo q mas te gusta hacer?","")    document.write(" " + ACTN + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var PHRASE = prompt("Una frase que digas mucho.","")    document.write(" " + PHRASE + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + PLACE2 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NOUN = prompt("Escoge: lata, piedra o bola?","")    document.write(" " + NOUN + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;Un  Lindo  día de     verano en  Buenos Aires  ves a la más hermosa  criatura que hayas visto jamás.     Su nombre es  ... , y cada movimiento que  él  hace te hace     enloquecer. Te acercas donde está tu colega  Anabella  , y le dices "Ese es el más hermoso  cuerpo que jamas he visto." De repente,  él      mira en direccion a ti y empieza a caminar justo hacia donde estas tu!!!  él      te dice, "Note que estabas justo al frente mio. Tenia que decirte que pienso que eres     muy  linda , y me preguntaba si te gustaria ir a  pasear  conmigo y  divertinos un rato ?"     Con una cara de idiota le dices " arre " y os vais. Cuando finalmente     llegais de  pasear ,  él  se acerca a ti, y te da el mas grande y rico     beso que jamas te hayan dado. Os estais besando muy apasionadamente, cuando sientes que un  piedra      te golpea en la cabeza. Abres tu ojos y te das cuenta que todo fue un sueño, pero hay una     pequeña nota al lado de tu cama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + NAME1 + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    document.write(" " + SEX + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- iniciar    var NUM = prompt("Tu numero favorito.","")    document.write(" " + NUM + " ")    // finalizar --&gt; &lt;/script&gt;La nota dice: "  ...      es el amor que has estado esperando toda tu vida.  él  te pedira una cita en  6      dias o menos, empieza a preparar este amor tan lindo. Recuerda que el amor más fuerte y más puro no es el     que sube desde la impresión, sinó el que desciende desde la admiración y que el primer beso no se da con la boca, sino     con los ojos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5045045999640041900?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5045045999640041900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5045045999640041900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/historia-de-amor.html' title='Historia de amor'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3207763503365701865</id><published>2008-07-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T19:34:39.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una vez más... Te amo ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzZAiyvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HIXpCJGyiok/s1600-h/100_8614-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzZAiyvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HIXpCJGyiok/s400/100_8614-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223432081264265970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1byRR7q3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Bmv2T4XTK8Q/s1600-h/100_8609-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1byRR7q3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/Bmv2T4XTK8Q/s400/100_8609-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223432062009846642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFFzojyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TQ2Q8lMIWFc/s1600-h/100_8618-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFFzojyI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TQ2Q8lMIWFc/s400/100_8618-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223433484859117346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFIYMzdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/KmhGIPOT5Sc/s1600-h/100_8620-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFIYMzdI/AAAAAAAAAmg/KmhGIPOT5Sc/s400/100_8620-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223433485549358546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFTfOP7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/-Ni73dkvq3A/s1600-h/100_8622-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1dFTfOP7I/AAAAAAAAAmo/-Ni73dkvq3A/s400/100_8622-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223433488531603378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzdIIZ0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/21CrYLv7Dbk/s1600-h/100_8612-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzdIIZ0I/AAAAAAAAAl4/21CrYLv7Dbk/s400/100_8612-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223432082369832770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzm2UjqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uOyInL19p30/s1600-h/100_8616-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzm2UjqI/AAAAAAAAAmI/uOyInL19p30/s400/100_8616-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223432084979486370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bz5zxajI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Iyo77OTMBUo/s1600-h/100_8617-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bz5zxajI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Iyo77OTMBUo/s400/100_8617-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223432090069068338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3207763503365701865?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3207763503365701865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3207763503365701865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/una-vez-ms-te-amo.html' title='Una vez más... Te amo ♥'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SH1bzZAiyvI/AAAAAAAAAmA/HIXpCJGyiok/s72-c/100_8614-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6412952592386260662</id><published>2008-07-15T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:46:55.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Provocativa seducción</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyN_yVdWlI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AuoAMUKvo2A/s1600-h/100_8720-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyN_yVdWlI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AuoAMUKvo2A/s400/100_8720-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223205794825984594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyN_5L3L0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/VGIWphoHvVw/s1600-h/100_8723-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyN_5L3L0I/AAAAAAAAAlg/VGIWphoHvVw/s400/100_8723-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223205796664782658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyMpzGVcmI/AAAAAAAAAlY/1Bz_Vmqtyis/s1600-h/100_8724-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyMpzGVcmI/AAAAAAAAAlY/1Bz_Vmqtyis/s400/100_8724-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223204317562237538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Junto a ti, seducción; enciendes uno a uno mis sentidos.  Quédate con mi amor, envuélveme en tus brazos sin temor. Viviré siempre así, enamorada digan lo que digan. Y seré para ti, porque tú eres uno en un millón. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6412952592386260662?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6412952592386260662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6412952592386260662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/junto-ti-seduccin-enciendes-uno-uno-mis.html' title='Provocativa seducción'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyN_yVdWlI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AuoAMUKvo2A/s72-c/100_8720-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3092438645379176881</id><published>2008-07-15T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T04:38:12.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvZuibeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/M8UlXgIA41I/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvZuibeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/M8UlXgIA41I/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203314319125986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvOsEkOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sIwysnfBRwk/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvOsEkOI/AAAAAAAAAk4/sIwysnfBRwk/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203311355990242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvlirErI/AAAAAAAAAlI/t02177pC21s/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvlirErI/AAAAAAAAAlI/t02177pC21s/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203317490586290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLCqkbQEI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ag3vf29bN88/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLCqkbQEI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ag3vf29bN88/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223202545746001986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLCp8MkzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kyK8Aq2SFgU/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLCp8MkzI/AAAAAAAAAkY/kyK8Aq2SFgU/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223202545577268018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvvtY3bI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LgI9DBQBqnA/s1600-h/1215063280122_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvvtY3bI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/LgI9DBQBqnA/s200/1215063280122_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223203320219884978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uno en un millón...&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/8839041461202770266-3092438645379176881?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3092438645379176881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3092438645379176881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/skater.html' title='Skater'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHyLvZuibeI/AAAAAAAAAlA/M8UlXgIA41I/s72-c/1215063280122_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-799130644727740303</id><published>2008-07-12T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T11:33:27.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay un lugar - nena (Casi ángeles)</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hay un lugar al que me voy cuando estoy triste. Es un lugar dentro de mi que nunca viste.&lt;br /&gt;Me lo invente para sentir que me quisiste, es un lugar al que me cuando estoy triste.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Él:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Hay muñecas, que guardar. Ya es momento de dejarlas atrás. Es la vida, y hay que aceptar&lt;br /&gt;cuando nos dice que debemos cambiar. Y dejar de jugar, y ponerse a pensar, que es tiempo de buscar&lt;br /&gt;un amor. Y vos qué esperas?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Y si te vas, también me voy. Y si no estas, tampoco estoy.&lt;br /&gt;Y nada importa, nada sirve, nada vale; nada queda sin tu amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Él:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ya es muy tarde para ser esa nena que hoy tiene que crecer. Yo prefiero una mujer,&lt;br /&gt;y todavia eso esta por suceder. No te gusta escuchar, no queres entender:&lt;br /&gt;Qué es tiempo de buscar un amor, ó no lo sabes&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Un laberinto sin final donde me pierdo, y corro y corro sin parar y no te encuentro.&lt;br /&gt;Y aunque de vos quiera escapar siempre me acuerdo, que existe en mi algún lugar donde te tengo.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ambos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Y si te vas, también me voy. Y si no estas, tampoco estoy. Y nada importa, nada sirve,&lt;br /&gt;nada vale; nada queda sin tu amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-799130644727740303?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/799130644727740303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/799130644727740303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/hay-un-lugar-nena-casi-ngeles.html' title='Hay un lugar - nena (Casi ángeles)'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8331965418143603918</id><published>2008-07-09T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:56:44.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLO gger !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHVsK9iUveI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Byf3wxXTAL8/s1600-h/100_8555-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHVru3x7-DI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hElHXrvTe3Y/s400/100_8580-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221197795997513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8331965418143603918?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8331965418143603918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8331965418143603918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/flo-gger.html' title='FLO gger !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHVsK9iUveI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Byf3wxXTAL8/s72-c/100_8555-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7945743025206791189</id><published>2008-07-08T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T22:01:35.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre mí 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Varios:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo tengo los ojos: marrones&lt;br /&gt;Yo odio: el colegio&lt;br /&gt;Yo escucho: todo tipo de música&lt;br /&gt;Yo le tengo miedo: a los mosquitos :$&lt;br /&gt;Yo no estoy: ebria (?) jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;Yo lloro: por absolutamente todo&lt;br /&gt;Yo pierdo: las llaves de mi casa, monedas, plata.&lt;br /&gt;Yo necesito: a ...&lt;br /&gt;Yo le debo: plata a Carmén Jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;Me pone feliz: que esté todo saliendo como quiero&lt;br /&gt;Me duele: el tobillo (zapatilla de mierrrrrrrrrrrd..¬¬)&lt;br /&gt;Me Gusta: cantar y bailar&lt;br /&gt;No me gusta: ordenar mi cuarto, limpiar, estudiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si o no...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tienes un diario?: no, jamás tuve un diario jajaja&lt;br /&gt;Te gusta cocinar?: sipirili&lt;br /&gt;Tienes un secreto que no le hayas dicho a nadie?: mmmm no sé&lt;br /&gt;Pones tu reloj unos minutos adelantado?: jaja No, ¿Para qué lo adelantaría?&lt;br /&gt;Crees en el amor?: mmm, está complicada la pregunta, pero se podría decir que si.&lt;br /&gt;Te bañas todos los días?: sipirilii&lt;br /&gt;Te quieres casar?: Ahora? NI EN PEDO. Quizás dentro de unos 20 años :| jaja&lt;br /&gt;Hijos, cuántos?:  3&lt;br /&gt;Te gustan las tormentas?: Me fascinan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Quién es?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La persona mas rara?: Mi mamá&lt;br /&gt;La persona mas molesta?: yo&lt;br /&gt;La persona que te conoce mejor?: Mi mamá&lt;br /&gt;El profesor más aburrido?: sin dudas NICOLÁS VELA! jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;A quién Extrañas mucho?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ídolo: Papá y abuelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Cuál es?:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La frase que más usas en el MSN?: arre&lt;br /&gt;Tu grupo favorito: Teen angels (?) jajaja no tengo.&lt;br /&gt;Tu cantante femenina favorita: tampoco&lt;br /&gt;Tu cantante masculino favorito: James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;Tu canción Favorita: muchísimas&lt;br /&gt;Tu canción para bailar: Cualquiera viene bien para bailar, excepto que me pongas un tango, chamamé o folklore! jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;Tu mayor deseo?: Encontrar a alguien que me quiera de verdad, y JAMÁS perder a mis amigas/os y familia.&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor Platónico?: Winnie The pooh (NO ES JODAAAAAAAA!)&lt;br /&gt;Tu hombre o mujer perfecto?: Mamá, Papá y Abuelo.&lt;br /&gt;Película favorita?: “Diario de una pasión” y "Mi nombre es Sam"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alguna vez podría:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comer un gusano?: Niiiiiiiii en pedo, excepto que corra en peligro alguien MUY MUY MUY MUY (etc etc.) importante, sino NIIIII AHI!&lt;br /&gt;Matar a alguien?: Jajajajaja estás loco/a?&lt;br /&gt;Besar a alguien del mismo sexo?: Sí, ni que fuera una enfermedad jajaja&lt;br /&gt;Tener sexo con alguien del mismo sexo: no, eso si que no.&lt;br /&gt;Lanzarte de un paracaídas?: Jajaja siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, yo quiero!&lt;br /&gt;Cantar en un karaoke?: Ya lo hice jiji&lt;br /&gt;Ser vegetariano?: Sí, igualmente no como mucha carne.&lt;br /&gt;Robar en una tienda: Jajajaja según, si me estoy cagando de hambre (una forma de decir, falta de dinero) quizás si, pero sino para que lo voy a hacer? CHUPEEEEEEENLA TODOS! (arre sacada jajajajajajajaj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Chau. Un gusto, hasta luego !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7945743025206791189?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7945743025206791189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7945743025206791189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/sobre-m-2.html' title='Sobre mí 2'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-931010808884799565</id><published>2008-07-08T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T19:38:58.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi cuento de hadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[...]"Me enamore de ti solo con mirarte a los ojos. Una mirada tuya conseguía ponerme roja. Eres mi mundo, mis estrellas, mi luna y también mi sol. Eres la luz que me ilumina las noches cuando estoy sola. Lo eres todo para mi, me das todo a cambio de nada, y es que para mi tu amor es todo lo que deseaba. [...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada segundo contigo siempre es mi mejor momento. Nuestra historia es mi cuento favorito de entre cientos. [...] Aunque no crea en el amor, es distinto contigo. No me veo sin ti, quiero seguir el recorrido. Creo en ti, creo en mi, te guardo en mi mejor recuerdo. Y en mi corazón siempre estarás, serás tú mi mejor cuento."[...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-931010808884799565?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/931010808884799565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/931010808884799565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-cuento-de-hadas.html' title='Mi cuento de hadas'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-9158259401384791298</id><published>2008-07-07T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:05:33.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo rió, tu ries, él/ella rie, ustedes rien, TODOS reimoooooos! JÁ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKg-qv8wQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cQOk4KyWgVU/s1600-h/100_8412-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKg-qv8wQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cQOk4KyWgVU/s400/100_8412-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220411916563562754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKgkv-POAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cl4RAPMmuqw/s1600-h/100_8415-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKgkv-POAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/cl4RAPMmuqw/s400/100_8415-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220411471289071618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKgkVJO61I/AAAAAAAAAiA/W5ac1knVwqg/s1600-h/100_8414-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKgkVJO61I/AAAAAAAAAiA/W5ac1knVwqg/s400/100_8414-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220411464087432018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-9158259401384791298?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9158259401384791298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9158259401384791298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-ri-tu-ries-lella-rie-ustedes-rien.html' title='Yo rió, tu ries, él/ella rie, ustedes rien, TODOS reimoooooos! JÁ'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKg-qv8wQI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/cQOk4KyWgVU/s72-c/100_8412-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1688232041142044991</id><published>2008-07-07T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:59:51.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laurita cocinerita :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfsSdvjlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SXdNudg_Q_s/s1600-h/100_8434-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfsSdvjlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SXdNudg_Q_s/s320/100_8434-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410501295476306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfi0HZkPI/AAAAAAAAAho/d-nSdSnL2rc/s1600-h/100_8431-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfi0HZkPI/AAAAAAAAAho/d-nSdSnL2rc/s320/100_8431-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410338529874162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfsSdvjlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SXdNudg_Q_s/s1600-h/100_8434-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfsSdvjlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SXdNudg_Q_s/s320/100_8434-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410501295476306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te amo Laura Paula García&lt;/span&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/8839041461202770266-1688232041142044991?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1688232041142044991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1688232041142044991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/laurita-cocinerita.html' title='Laurita cocinerita :)'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKfsSdvjlI/AAAAAAAAAhw/SXdNudg_Q_s/s72-c/100_8434-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5422924685792520952</id><published>2008-07-07T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:56:54.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juaco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeyYpGoKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cgCVGiSIKUg/s1600-h/100_8442-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeyYpGoKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cgCVGiSIKUg/s320/100_8442-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220409506521325730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;uiero &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ucho &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;oaquín !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5422924685792520952?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5422924685792520952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5422924685792520952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/juaco.html' title='Juaco'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeyYpGoKI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cgCVGiSIKUg/s72-c/100_8442-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8008516829663481061</id><published>2008-07-07T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T15:53:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Susanitaaaaaa tiene un ratón tón tón ♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeSMr8GZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RL9YifIy0Go/s1600-h/100_8427-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeSMr8GZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RL9YifIy0Go/s320/100_8427-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220408953556179346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi cara :| jajajajajajajajaja &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Te amo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8008516829663481061?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8008516829663481061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8008516829663481061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/susanitaaaaaa-tiene-un-ratn-tn-tn.html' title='Susanitaaaaaa tiene un ratón tón tón ♪'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHKeSMr8GZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/RL9YifIy0Go/s72-c/100_8427-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2984926177635375011</id><published>2008-07-07T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:07:15.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Esto es no haber tenido infancia :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHIwsHMWk6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/qPx0KDRYsUM/s1600-h/100_8507-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFfrL4HWtI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HQDkQcbrePY/s320/imagenes_00310m_c2df3b2d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220058638626282194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-218364848630193821?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/218364848630193821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/218364848630193821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/d.html' title='D&amp;G'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFgGxCGGII/AAAAAAAAAeQ/wV-2Z1jedyo/s72-c/imagenes_00580m_88939c63.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6668267948281604559</id><published>2008-07-06T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T17:09:16.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFeNk7AkhI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/P_cvDX73Wbc/s1600-h/4025%7EVogue-Cover-Autumn-Fuchsia-1957-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFa7ujaFQI/AAAAAAAAAag/OWmnQ_m5KnQ/s320/prada3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220053425254438146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFa7odB52I/AAAAAAAAAao/V-T14STZfxg/s1600-h/prada_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFa7odB52I/AAAAAAAAAao/V-T14STZfxg/s320/prada_logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220053423617075042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5497104437515794167?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5497104437515794167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5497104437515794167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Prada'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFdWqo2dVI/AAAAAAAAAcI/csGj_-KieNw/s72-c/prada%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6715118657019711502</id><published>2008-07-06T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:32:07.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Benditas marcas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFGhh5Cx8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GcxPMoVoOzQ/s1600-h/lagrima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFGhh5Cx8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GcxPMoVoOzQ/s320/lagrima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220030984946370498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Me volvió la ciudad que no duerme ni me deja dormir. Me perdí para ver que no quedo presa de ningún lugar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Como dijo una vez la canción, mi enemigo solo soy yo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;No me voy a olvidar de reír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;si volví a comenzar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hay una estrella para mi bendita marca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;En esta vida y después de aquí, caminando seguí.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Y logre entender que todo esta en mi,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;al final no podrán apagar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me ilumino y brillo al andar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;, todo en un rayo tan fugaz no se detiene, cruzando ahora lo veras. Subiré, subirás. Todo en un rayo tan fugaz no se detiene, cruzando ahora lo veras.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Subiré, subirás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6715118657019711502?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6715118657019711502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6715118657019711502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/benditas-marcas.html' title='Benditas marcas'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SHFGhh5Cx8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/GcxPMoVoOzQ/s72-c/lagrima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1933947247555497672</id><published>2008-07-05T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:52:08.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Él y ella</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Él: &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;¿qué te pasa? Dime en que la cagué.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella: &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 7pt; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Es que pareciera que no me quieres, ¿cómo así que no sabes decirme por qué es que estás enamorado de mi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1933947247555497672?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1933947247555497672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1933947247555497672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/l-y-ella.html' title='Él y ella'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7041201787588501442</id><published>2008-07-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:53:11.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distancia intermitente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SG6prBdrf2I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zcM7nQM-Y0g/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9809-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SG6prBdrf2I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zcM7nQM-Y0g/s320/Camila+Anabella+9809-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219295574761373538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estás tan cerca, pero a la vez &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lejos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7041201787588501442?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7041201787588501442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7041201787588501442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/distancia-intermitente.html' title='Distancia intermitente'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SG6prBdrf2I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/zcM7nQM-Y0g/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9809-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4028398629599968338</id><published>2008-07-02T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:51:00.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sólamente ojos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxBzE4x23I/AAAAAAAAAZs/pILGesmcn3A/s1600-h/ojos+verdes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxBzE4x23I/AAAAAAAAAZs/pILGesmcn3A/s400/ojos+verdes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218618413956586354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/wristsuicide/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;- Ojos que miran, pero a la vez no ven-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4028398629599968338?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4028398629599968338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4028398629599968338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/slamente-ojos.html' title='Sólamente ojos'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxBzE4x23I/AAAAAAAAAZs/pILGesmcn3A/s72-c/ojos+verdes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7172083215205590918</id><published>2008-07-02T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:02:11.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agustín</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw_9Eh2nxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SclbWiHad8M/s1600-h/1214357159028_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw_9Eh2nxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SclbWiHad8M/s200/1214357159028_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616386635865874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxAYgu18uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-TsmvHYPHBY/s1600-h/1214759846855_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxAYgu18uI/AAAAAAAAAZk/-TsmvHYPHBY/s200/1214759846855_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616858063008482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxAYuQVg5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/3Heuk4IIcC8/s1600-h/1212624754_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGxAYuQVg5I/AAAAAAAAAZc/3Heuk4IIcC8/s200/1212624754_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218616861693150098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;q&lt;/span&gt;uiero &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;ucho&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/tuestad/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/tuestad/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;gustín&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/tuestad/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7172083215205590918?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7172083215205590918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7172083215205590918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/agustn.html' title='Agustín'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw_9Eh2nxI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SclbWiHad8M/s72-c/1214357159028_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4515467238198841342</id><published>2008-07-02T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:48:38.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Still The One // Aún eres el único</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're still the one I run to, the one that I belong to. You're still the one I want for life, you're still the one that I love. The only one I dream of you're still the one I kiss good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw9zLdTBVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TSLD3AZ8Rf4/s1600-h/100_8338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw9zLdTBVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TSLD3AZ8Rf4/s320/100_8338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218614017673856338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Castellano:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aún eres el único por el que yo corro, el único al que le pertenezco, aún eres el único que quiero para vivir. Aún eres el único que amo, el único con el que sueño, tu eres el único al que le doy el beso de las buenas noches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4515467238198841342?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4515467238198841342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4515467238198841342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-still-one-eres-el-nico.html' title='You&apos;re Still The One // Aún eres el único'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGw9zLdTBVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/TSLD3AZ8Rf4/s72-c/100_8338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1981986242051517324</id><published>2008-07-02T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:14:42.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matías (L</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwW3fyrX2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/irjEZBFWVMI/s1600-h/1209951702_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwW3fyrX2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/irjEZBFWVMI/s320/1209951702_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218571210898235234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Te amo muchísimo Matías Bongioanni, alias ojitos. Sólo yo te digo así y me la soban TODAAAAS, absolutamente TODAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gracias por absolutamente todo !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te quiero veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer, NOW NOW.&lt;/span&gt; Y sabes que tenes que seguir locución ;) te voy a joder con eso hasta que termines el secundario y me digas que vas a seguir locución, jajajajaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te amo Ojitos (L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1981986242051517324?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1981986242051517324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1981986242051517324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/te-amo-muchsimo-matas-bongioanni-alias.html' title='Matías (L'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwW3fyrX2I/AAAAAAAAAY8/irjEZBFWVMI/s72-c/1209951702_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6044444674663631352</id><published>2008-07-02T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:58:08.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4to. Iesa (L</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwTu4AN-SI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Q2bkvL-wJnU/s1600-h/SV202733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwTu4AN-SI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Q2bkvL-wJnU/s200/SV202733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218567764243773730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwVx0p2SqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sJs0ADAMZ70/s1600-h/SV202733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwVx0p2SqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/sJs0ADAMZ70/s320/SV202733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218570013907503778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwVh6q0BGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Y7t5evOLZOE/s1600-h/SV202733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwVh6q0BGI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Y7t5evOLZOE/s400/SV202733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218569740644254818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se merecen un inmenso &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GRACIAS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Los quiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;-Camila Anabella-&lt;/span&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/8839041461202770266-6044444674663631352?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6044444674663631352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6044444674663631352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/4to-iesa-l.html' title='4to. Iesa (L'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwTu4AN-SI/AAAAAAAAAYU/Q2bkvL-wJnU/s72-c/SV202733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8283239079639271356</id><published>2008-07-02T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T16:44:39.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi fuerza eres tu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwSfkS2MfI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AviQjnfDeTU/s1600-h/100_8318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwSfkS2MfI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AviQjnfDeTU/s320/100_8318.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218566401743532530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Y a veces creo que soy feliz como soy, mi fuerza eres tu. Y no hay nadie que me entregue más, amor más calor y más luz, mi fuerza eres tu; y a tu lado solo quiero estar. A veces sin miedo estoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;y otras me escondo sin saber donde ir. Me enrredo una y otra vez, mil noches en vela y sin respiración.  Pero este amor tan real cósmico universal que yo siento por ti, me acelera y me "enamora" de ti, contigo solo quiero vivir.  Soy tan feliz y mi fuerza eres tu, y no hay nadie que me entregue más amor, más luz, mi fuerza eres tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8283239079639271356?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8283239079639271356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8283239079639271356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/mi-fuerza-eres-tu.html' title='Mi fuerza eres tu'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGwSfkS2MfI/AAAAAAAAAYE/AviQjnfDeTU/s72-c/100_8318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4871685972282237207</id><published>2008-07-01T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:33:15.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run rabbit run &amp; nico, el arco iris !</title><content type='html'>(19:11) Canela: "Yo quiero que me cuentes cuentos! Quiero un cuento con conejos y arco iris."&lt;br /&gt;(19:11) Canela: me contas un cuento? :$&lt;br /&gt;(19:11) Canela: jjaja&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: habia una vez&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: un conejo&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: corre conejo corre!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGr2hCY97yI/AAAAAAAAAX0/52U_5TZKRC4/s1600-h/Imagen%282677%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGr2hCY97yI/AAAAAAAAAX0/52U_5TZKRC4/s320/Imagen%282677%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218254165699850018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) Canela:  :|  jaja&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: y un tal nico&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: lo corría&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) -  Nico: corre conejo&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) Canela: corre conejo corre?&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) Canela: arre&lt;br /&gt;(19:12) Canela: jajaja&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) -  Nico: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nico: "hey! conejito, sólo quiero darte mi amor"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) -  Nico: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;conejo: NO! vos me queres hacer jamón&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) -  Nico: ajajaj&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) -  Nico: CORRE CONEJO CORRE&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) Canela: jajajajajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) Canela: y el arco iris?&lt;br /&gt;(19:13) Canela: jajaja&lt;br /&gt;(19:14) -  Nico: soy&lt;br /&gt;(19:14) -  Nico: yo por que soy hermoso&lt;br /&gt;(19:19) Canela: jajajajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Terminaste siendo mi arco iris, y todo empezó por una joda. Hoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una de las causas de mi sonrisa, porqué por más que por momentos me saqués, y te quiera matar sabes que te quiero y te quiero ver lo antes posible y abrazarte, creo que en esté poco tiempo aprendiste a conocerme y lograste lo que no muchos pueden, hacerme reir de verdad, el disfrutar de ser YO por un instante, porque con vos soy CAMILA, la que muy pocos conocen de verdad. Gracias Nicolás! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Te quiero Arco iris mio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4871685972282237207?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4871685972282237207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4871685972282237207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/1911-canela-yo-quiero-que-me-cuentes.html' title='Run rabbit run &amp; nico, el arco iris !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGr2hCY97yI/AAAAAAAAAX0/52U_5TZKRC4/s72-c/Imagen%282677%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6492653901049789653</id><published>2008-07-01T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:09:01.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vos, MI arco iris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;        De cabeza por tu amor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y con mi mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGrwO1weHXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/o0L56E5IMxI/s1600-h/P5240739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGrwO1weHXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/o0L56E5IMxI/s320/P5240739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218247256001355122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o al revés. Tengo la tierra en mis manos, y llevo el cielo en los pies, y llevo el cielo en los pies. De cabeza por tu amor y con los ojos sin ver. Yo te busco en las estrellas para volverte a tener, para volverte a tener. Y en cada paso te encuentro y en cada esquina de mi alma te pierdo; y en cada estrofa de está canción puse la letra que el cielo me dio. Y en cada paso te encuentro y en cada esquina de mi alma te pierdo; y en cada estrofa de está canción puse la letra que un día me dio tu corazón. Ese angel que partió me dio un amor sin final, y dejo abierta una herida que ya no podre curar, que ya no podre curar. Y en cada paso te encuentro y en cada esquina de mi alma te pierdo; y en cada estrofa de está canción puse la letra que el cielo me dio. Y en cada paso te encuentro y en cada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esquina de mi alma te pierdo;  y en cada estrofa de está canción puse la letra que un dáa me dio tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://mucho/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nicolás te quiero !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6492653901049789653?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6492653901049789653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6492653901049789653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/de-cabeza-por-tu-amor-y-con-mi-mu-nd-o.html' title='vos, MI arco iris.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGrwO1weHXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/o0L56E5IMxI/s72-c/P5240739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2478342194628083108</id><published>2008-07-01T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:54:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A este Boulevard lo cuidan los vecinos y USTED!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/qebuenaoonda/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;urati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;lorencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.fotolog.com/qebuenaoonda/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGrRsUXjX5I/AAAAAAAAAXM/70Z3A9x8YoY/s1600-h/Imagen+115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8211045409665069975?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8211045409665069975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8211045409665069975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/07/t-e-m-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGqwEfcCoLI/AAAAAAAAAW0/_dTgT99nsUw/s72-c/100_8391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5394111838441133802</id><published>2008-06-29T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T21:54:21.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz cumpleaños Lau !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGhm4H4QXkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bxfLpLV4aPw/s1600-h/Lauri.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGhm4H4QXkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bxfLpLV4aPw/s320/Lauri.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217533282682428994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mi mamá y papá desde chica me enseñaron a no ser rencorosa ni orgullosa, a aprender a pedir perdón como a saber perdonar. A veces las cosas no se dan como uno las espera o quiere que pasen, pero hay que enfrentarlas por más que sean complicadas, eso también me lo enseño mi mamá y papá, a nunca bajar los brazos, a ser fuerte aunque cueste.&lt;br /&gt;Con vos en sólo 3 años pase las mejores cosas, cosas que nunca pase con nadie. Sabes que fuiste, sos y serás SIEMPRE alguien muy importante para mi. Sé que no soy muy demostrativa y últimamente bastante arisca, pero eso no significa que no te quiera, te quiero y más de lo que supones. Entre nosotras pasaron muchas cosas, lindas y feas pero gracias a vos y a mí, y a está amistad que nos une, pudimos superar cualquier obstáculo. Pasaron meses entre nosotras, distanciadas pero sabiendo una sobre la otra, no pienses que durante esos 5 meses que estuvimos alejadas, sin hablarnos ni mirarnos, yo me olvide de vos. Te tuve presente en cada uno de mis gestos, acciones y momentos. Siempre de una forma u otra trataba de conseguir información acerca de cómo y en qué andabas, siempre. Te parecerá raro pensar que es cierto, pero juro por mi vida que fue así, y también que fueron los peores meses de mi vida. Pensar que estabamos tan juntas, tan pegadas, y de un día para el otro, se destruyó todo lo que habíamos creado. Hasta que un día, después de tanto tiempo, (no recuerdo bien si yo te hable o vos) volvimos a hablarnos, empezando de nuevo a crear aquella amistad que tenía anteriormente una foza alrededor y así nadie se interpusiera, fuimos creando nuevamente esa foza, esa amistad que habíamos compartido durante 2 hermosos años. Y hoy, puedo decir que estamos terminando de construir nuevamente esa amistad que nosotras mismas destruimos unos meses atrás. Más que nada esto, es una forma de decirte que te quiero muchísimo más de lo supuesto. Que sos una de las mejores personas que conosco, una de las mejores amigas que se puede pedir. Va a sonar raro después de todo lo que paso, pero por más de TODO, mi cariño por vos NO CAMBIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feliz cumpleaños Laura Paula García&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, realmente te mereces lo mejor, y sé que va a ser así porque sos fuerte y vas a luchar por aquellos que anhelas con tu ser. Feliz cumpleaños, feliz !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Te amo&lt;/b&gt; ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5394111838441133802?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5394111838441133802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5394111838441133802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/mi-mam-y-pap-desde-chica-me-ensearon-no.html' title='Feliz cumpleaños Lau !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGhm4H4QXkI/AAAAAAAAAWU/bxfLpLV4aPw/s72-c/Lauri.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2301853300701505222</id><published>2008-06-29T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:07:36.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGfOvzE-xfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ji0dY0FWi0w/s1600-h/cami+y+jacquii.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGfOvzE-xfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ji0dY0FWi0w/s320/cami+y+jacquii.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217366013892281842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: webdings; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Felices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;meses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2301853300701505222?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2301853300701505222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2301853300701505222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/felices-2-meses.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGfOvzE-xfI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Ji0dY0FWi0w/s72-c/cami+y+jacquii.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5946880934688374195</id><published>2008-06-28T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:52:39.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adicta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;No iba a volver a ser lo mismo porque estaba decepcionada, el hombre no me quería, no me respetaba y aun así lo necesitaba para existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5946880934688374195?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5946880934688374195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5946880934688374195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/adicta.html' title='Adicta'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3207158291884941847</id><published>2008-06-28T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:50:24.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já !</title><content type='html'>Todo el amor que le tenía se convirtió en un rifle de rencor comprimido, y yo en una guerrilera capaz de cualquier cosa, incluso de matar. Matarme, claro, jamás le hubiera hecho daño a él.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3207158291884941847?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3207158291884941847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3207158291884941847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/j.html' title='Já !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8554587187372852038</id><published>2008-06-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:48:31.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy enfermizamente débil.</title><content type='html'>Su comportamiento no cambió, simplemente se le ocurrió volver, quién sabe por qué razón. Siempre dispuesta a recibirlo, yo no me quejé.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8554587187372852038?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8554587187372852038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8554587187372852038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/soy-enfermizamente-dbil.html' title='Soy enfermizamente débil.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5581200255187724972</id><published>2008-06-28T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:30:01.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGblTPTDmnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yIaWJkk-8AI/s1600-h/aMor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGblTPTDmnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yIaWJkk-8AI/s200/aMor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217109337042033266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amor amor, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TE NECESITOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5581200255187724972?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5581200255187724972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5581200255187724972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/amor-amor-te-necesitoooooooooooo.html' title='Amor amor'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGblTPTDmnI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yIaWJkk-8AI/s72-c/aMor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8127434215669735993</id><published>2008-06-28T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:27:04.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbkPP62s6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/3DN7ZueYErQ/s1600-h/1178471127_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbkPP62s6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/3DN7ZueYErQ/s320/1178471127_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217108168977855394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/qedivinooo/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/qebuenaoonda/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.fotolog.com/wishmeman/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8127434215669735993?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8127434215669735993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8127434215669735993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/feas.html' title='Feas'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbkPP62s6I/AAAAAAAAAU8/3DN7ZueYErQ/s72-c/1178471127_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5442359962628030595</id><published>2008-06-28T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:22:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILARILARILÉ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbjuhunQkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/n8mXbqg14Cs/s1600-h/camila23.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbjuhunQkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/n8mXbqg14Cs/s400/camila23.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217107606822666818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5442359962628030595?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5442359962628030595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5442359962628030595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/ilarilaril.html' title='ILARILARILÉ!'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbjuhunQkI/AAAAAAAAAU0/n8mXbqg14Cs/s72-c/camila23.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2239230620995103326</id><published>2008-06-28T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:16:28.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te amo Daniel, mucho !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbiFAweSFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KdnZ3UX1aWY/s1600-h/TE+AMO+DANIEL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbiFAweSFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KdnZ3UX1aWY/s320/TE+AMO+DANIEL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217105794085832786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbiLlnTc8I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZyGWViwRBoo/s1600-h/TE+AMO+DANIEL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbiLlnTc8I/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZyGWViwRBoo/s320/TE+AMO+DANIEL.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217105907058701250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2239230620995103326?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2239230620995103326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2239230620995103326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_28.html' title='Te amo Daniel, mucho !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbiFAweSFI/AAAAAAAAAUk/KdnZ3UX1aWY/s72-c/TE+AMO+DANIEL.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5197106783520393248</id><published>2008-06-28T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T18:14:22.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chiquito (para siempre)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbg77v_yxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0q8t4tpuVlA/s1600-h/con+lu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbg77v_yxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0q8t4tpuVlA/s200/con+lu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217104538611206930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;te extraño !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5197106783520393248?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5197106783520393248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5197106783520393248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/chiquito-para-siempre-te-extrao.html' title='Chiquito (para siempre)'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGbg77v_yxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0q8t4tpuVlA/s72-c/con+lu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-2232615466623950851</id><published>2008-06-28T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:18:20.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin duda, la MEJOR amiga que alguien puede pedir .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGaOb9Uj7XI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BwxaOR7OCLk/s1600-h/09_11_13.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGaOb9Uj7XI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BwxaOR7OCLk/s400/09_11_13.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217013829323713906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-2232615466623950851?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2232615466623950851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/2232615466623950851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/sin-duda-la-mejor-amiga-que-alguien.html' title='Sin duda, la MEJOR amiga que alguien puede pedir .'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGaOb9Uj7XI/AAAAAAAAAUM/BwxaOR7OCLk/s72-c/09_11_13.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5599810620706667889</id><published>2008-06-27T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T22:58:21.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otra vez</title><content type='html'>Quiero volver a ser, quiero volver a mi pasado.Quisiera poder enfrentar lo que me pasa pero es complicado, ojala pudiera dejar de sentir el vacio que siento. Te extraño, si a vos !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5599810620706667889?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5599810620706667889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5599810620706667889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/otra-vez.html' title='Otra vez'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-305231338679633123</id><published>2008-06-27T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:49:39.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RECUERDOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXC2WnoT4I/AAAAAAAAATM/x9e_RunAD_k/s1600-h/1167793193_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXC2WnoT4I/AAAAAAAAATM/x9e_RunAD_k/s320/1167793193_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216789982419111810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-305231338679633123?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/305231338679633123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/305231338679633123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/recuerdos.html' title='RECUERDOS'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXC2WnoT4I/AAAAAAAAATM/x9e_RunAD_k/s72-c/1167793193_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6412451816816663956</id><published>2008-06-27T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:47:34.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Sabes qué es real?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCTC5DcnI/AAAAAAAAATE/jQEGhhWx3hM/s1600-h/FOTO+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCTC5DcnI/AAAAAAAAATE/jQEGhhWx3hM/s400/FOTO+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216789375828062834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disfrutá de las estrellas a las 3 de la madrugada !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6412451816816663956?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6412451816816663956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6412451816816663956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/sabes-qu-es-real.html' title='¿Sabes qué es real?'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCTC5DcnI/AAAAAAAAATE/jQEGhhWx3hM/s72-c/FOTO+3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7390881350961891693</id><published>2008-06-27T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:46:46.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te busco y no te encuentro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCBIuj34I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Rikl_DEBn_I/s1600-h/100_82774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCBIuj34I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Rikl_DEBn_I/s400/100_82774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216789068157017986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7390881350961891693?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7390881350961891693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7390881350961891693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/te-busco-y-no-te-encuentro.html' title='Te busco y no te encuentro'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SGXCBIuj34I/AAAAAAAAAS8/Rikl_DEBn_I/s72-c/100_82774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8481641035813374242</id><published>2008-06-27T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:43:58.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay que aceptar cuando nos dicen que debemos cambiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8481641035813374242?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8481641035813374242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8481641035813374242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/hay-que-aceptar-cuando-nos-dicen-que.html' title='Hay que aceptar cuando nos dicen que debemos cambiar'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3625318098757030184</id><published>2008-06-27T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:41:52.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Página 54</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hablar con vos es una necesidad, porque realmente me hace muy bien. Cada vez que hablo con vos me dejás boba, porque me sorprendés con esa mezcla de ternura, dulzura, perspicacia e inteligencia. Y por otro lado tengo miedo, porque hoy somos amigos, "hermanos", pero mañana... mañana no sé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3625318098757030184?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3625318098757030184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3625318098757030184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/pgina-54.html' title='Página 54'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3905089048656144451</id><published>2008-06-27T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:36:16.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>56</title><content type='html'>No te apures a buscar una relación estable. Las cosas se van dando en la medida que nosotros lo permitimos y en el momento que tenga que darse se va a dar. No busques, no fuerces momentos ni decisiones. Relax !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3905089048656144451?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3905089048656144451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3905089048656144451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/56.html' title='56'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3067988068491543391</id><published>2008-06-27T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:45:25.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un mundo lleno de colores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.camela-canela.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;//&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.camela-canela.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3067988068491543391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_1748.html' title='Un mundo lleno de colores'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4279434835881738530</id><published>2008-06-27T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:42:40.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ª&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;€&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;º&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;\  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4279434835881738530?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4279434835881738530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4279434835881738530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1138324868279917091</id><published>2008-06-27T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:17:00.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Estando yo a tu lado me provocas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;me viene una necesidad de besar tu boca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mirá, suavemente yo te empiezo a besar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt; y con mis manos yo ya te empiezo a acariciar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;mientras tu ropa yo empiezo a quitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Suavemente siento el aroma de tu piel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;que con mi piel se van a fusionar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Me viene la necesidad de conocer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;de recorrer tu cuerpo entero; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;ya yo empiezo a besar por todos lados, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;ya yo lo empiezo a acariciar. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;irá, el placer se hace cada vez más, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;sintiendo nuestros cuerpos que empiezan a transpirar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mirá, nuestros cuerpos se van a fusionar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;en uno solo se van a transformar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;y todos nuestros corazones vamos a entregar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;La pasión nos va a envolver por completo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;y viene el pensamiento que me ayuda a vivir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;que yo te quiero para toda la vida para mi; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;y por este motivo hay que combatir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;para estar a tu lado y no dejarte ir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;por eso esta canción yo te vengo a regalar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;una pequeña muestra de lo que siento yo por ti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mi amor me ayudas a vivir, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;me ayudas a sentir, me ayudas a querer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;Eres lo más importante que tengo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;eres todo lo que quiero, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;eres mi vida, eres mi inspiración. Er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;es el dueño de toda mi pasión, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;eres el hombre que se robo mi corazón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 face="courier new" style="font-weight: normal; font-family: arial;" class="page"&gt; &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1138324868279917091?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1138324868279917091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1138324868279917091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/estando-yo-tu-lado-me-provocas-me-viene.html' title='Be'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-9093444288361742149</id><published>2008-06-24T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:58:25.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre mí</title><content type='html'>-Nombres: Camila Anabella&lt;br /&gt;-Apellidos: Centeno&lt;br /&gt;-Fecha de Nacimiento: 22/06/91&lt;br /&gt;-Lugar de nacimiento: Caleta Olivia, Sta. Cruz. Argentina&lt;br /&gt;-Signo del zodíaco: Cáncer&lt;br /&gt;-Color de ojos: Marrones&lt;br /&gt;-Color de cabello: Castaño medio&lt;br /&gt;-Estatura: 1.67&lt;br /&gt;-Número de calzado: 38-39&lt;br /&gt;-Un deporte: Hockey&lt;br /&gt;-Profesión: Estudiante&lt;br /&gt;-Una amiga: Muchas&lt;br /&gt;-Un amigo: varios&lt;br /&gt;-Un auto: 206 negro.&lt;br /&gt;-Un animal: Hipopótamo&lt;br /&gt;-Un color: Violeta&lt;br /&gt;-Época en la que te gustaría vivir: Infancia&lt;br /&gt;-Un libro: Abzurdah; Los ojos del perro siberiano.&lt;br /&gt;-Un programa de TV: Socias&lt;br /&gt;-Un dibujo animado: Winnie The Pooh&lt;br /&gt;-Una película: Diario de una Pasión&lt;br /&gt;-Una flor: Jazmín&lt;br /&gt;-Una fruta: Durazno&lt;br /&gt;-Piercing o tatoo?: no&lt;br /&gt;-Un lugar de vacaciones: Brasil&lt;br /&gt;-Una comida: Milanesas con puré&lt;br /&gt;-Una bebida: Agua&lt;br /&gt;-Un postre: Panquequé de manzana con alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;-Un diario: Clarín (Yo, Matías &amp;amp;#9829)&lt;br /&gt;-Un papelón: pffff, muchísimos.&lt;br /&gt;-Tiempo libre: compu , salir con amigos&lt;br /&gt;-Peor defecto de una persona: Sincera, mentirosa.&lt;br /&gt;-Mayor virtud de una persona: Compañera, humilde.&lt;br /&gt;-El día más feliz: 01/07/06 &amp;amp; 28/05/08&lt;br /&gt;-El día más triste: Recuerdo que sucedió pero no la fecha.&lt;br /&gt;-La mejor palabra: ARRE, TIPO.&lt;br /&gt;-La peor palabra: PENE, FASHION, GLAM, TAP.&lt;br /&gt;-Tenes fobias?: a los mosquitos, arre loca. jaja&lt;br /&gt;-Una meta corta: Secundaria&lt;br /&gt;-Una meta larga: Universidad, crear mi propia familia.&lt;br /&gt;-Un número: 6&lt;br /&gt;-Un letra: C&lt;br /&gt;-Un día: Sábado&lt;br /&gt;-Cómo te sentís?: Mal, me duele el estómago :(&lt;br /&gt;-Tenés todo planeado?: No&lt;br /&gt;-Tenés buen humor?: Gralmente, ahora NO !&lt;br /&gt;-Te emborrachaste alguna vez?: Sí :$&lt;br /&gt;-Eres celosa?: Sí, Mucho !&lt;br /&gt;-Café o té?: Té de manzanilla &amp;amp; Cappucchino&lt;br /&gt;-Que cambiarías de tu vida?: Mi forma de ser&lt;br /&gt;-Las tormentas te gustan o te asustan?: Me encantan&lt;br /&gt;-Has mentido en algo?: Sí&lt;br /&gt;-Rubios o morochos?: Da igual&lt;br /&gt;-Sos ordenada?: Jajaja, quéres que te muestre mi cuarto AHORA YA? jaja&lt;br /&gt;-Mar o montaña?: Mar&lt;br /&gt;-Los amigos son para siempre?: Sólo los verdaderos&lt;br /&gt;-Sos muy críticona?: Según&lt;br /&gt;-El dia o la noche?: Ambos&lt;br /&gt;-Tenés paciencia?: No&lt;br /&gt;-Hermanos/as?: No tengo&lt;br /&gt;-Idiomas: Inglés &amp;amp; Castellano&lt;br /&gt;-Una canción: 1973 - James Blunt&lt;br /&gt;-Una frase: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Uno se da cuenta de lo que tiene, cuando lo pierde."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-9093444288361742149?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9093444288361742149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9093444288361742149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/sobre-m.html' title='Sobre mí'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6047764031038821473</id><published>2008-06-23T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:13:42.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Ahora me llamas y vienes arrepentido diciendo que tú me amas y que por mi tú das la vida. Pa' yo no creo ni una palabra de tu boca .No me mires ahora te toca sufrir todas tus mentiras. Hey! te guste o no lo tienes que entender;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hoy te repito que no quiero volver, ya no te quiero, yo ya te olvide&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;En mi corazón ya no queda nada más hombre. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6047764031038821473?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6047764031038821473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6047764031038821473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahora-me-llamas-y-vienes-arrepentido.html' title='Ya !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5132149332648292908</id><published>2008-06-23T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:32:43.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gracias por todos los nicks, llamados, posteos y sms.</title><content type='html'>Estos son algunos de los post que me hicieron (links) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fio:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/fiioreella_fioo/29834746&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mell&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.unalocalinda.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susi:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/qedivinooo/10302024&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rochi:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://pastillitadelafelicidad.blogspot.com/2008/06/feliz-cumple-cami.html&lt;/span&gt;  &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/rochisonica/28849751&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5132149332648292908?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5132149332648292908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5132149332648292908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/gracias-por-todos-los-nicks-llamados.html' title='Gracias por todos los nicks, llamados, posteos y sms.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4448617764148500888</id><published>2008-06-21T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:17:35.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SF0rvgg6F_I/AAAAAAAAASk/0LTNZYFoEJQ/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9779-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SF0rvgg6F_I/AAAAAAAAASk/0LTNZYFoEJQ/s400/Camila+Anabella+9779-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214372038746707954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4448617764148500888?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4448617764148500888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4448617764148500888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_21.html' title='Looking me'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SF0rvgg6F_I/AAAAAAAAASk/0LTNZYFoEJQ/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9779-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-214325107284974572</id><published>2008-06-17T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:21:00.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te quiero mucho Bárbara Stefania Melfi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SFheAQMjUxI/AAAAAAAAASc/WvbJnaGanoQ/s1600-h/con+bar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SFheAQMjUxI/AAAAAAAAASc/WvbJnaGanoQ/s400/con+bar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213019927121974034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Club Atlético River Plate (L&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/8839041461202770266-214325107284974572?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/214325107284974572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/214325107284974572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/te-quiero-mucho-brbara-stefania-melfi.html' title='Te quiero mucho Bárbara Stefania Melfi.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SFheAQMjUxI/AAAAAAAAASc/WvbJnaGanoQ/s72-c/con+bar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-7268940706086101481</id><published>2008-06-09T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:19:39.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Es posible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SE3F7I5bBzI/AAAAAAAAASU/XcvTIcM1BoI/s1600-h/l%C3%A1grima.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SE3F7I5bBzI/AAAAAAAAASU/XcvTIcM1BoI/s400/l%C3%A1grima.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210037963728815922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me pregunto, ¿es acaso posible amar a alguien como si fuera la única persona, como si fuera el último hilito de esperanza con tanta fuerza que me golpea la razón y elimina la necesidad de seguir la línea marcada por lo coherente? Si aún existiera una alternativa de atravesar esta pantalla y llegar directo a tu habitación, de verte los ojos de frente y no a través de un formato de imagen, tal vez pueda renunciar a esta locura.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-7268940706086101481?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7268940706086101481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/7268940706086101481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-pregunto-es-acaso-posible-amar.html' title='¿Es posible?'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SE3F7I5bBzI/AAAAAAAAASU/XcvTIcM1BoI/s72-c/l%C3%A1grima.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6649624259265540345</id><published>2008-06-08T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:19:12.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La necesidad de hablar contigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SExsuM8QkfI/AAAAAAAAASM/fAphlhn4CjM/s1600-h/1151197432_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SExsuM8QkfI/AAAAAAAAASM/fAphlhn4CjM/s320/1151197432_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209658409964573170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Llevo días queriendo hablar contigo, pero no sabía que decirte, con que tópico aburrirte… y he preferido esperar a que mis ideas estuviesen más frescas, pero ni metiendo la cabeza en el congelador lo lograba...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sé que muchas veces hemos hablado a solas y me has contado cuanto la amabas, como sentías que tu corazón se te iba a salir del pecho al tenerla cerca… Has suspirado y sin nada más, he sabido exactamente como te sentías...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porque la quieres tanto que hasta a mi me duele esta ausencia de amor que es lo único que ahora os une. Porque cuesta entender como una pasión tan grande se puede desvanecer como una fina niebla húmeda y pegajosa a nuestro alrededor… Húmeda del recuerdo de sus besos, pegajosa por el olor azmiclado de vuestros cuerpos amándose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6649624259265540345?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6649624259265540345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6649624259265540345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/llevo-das-queriendo-hablar-contigo-pero.html' title='La necesidad de hablar contigo'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SExsuM8QkfI/AAAAAAAAASM/fAphlhn4CjM/s72-c/1151197432_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-9129876685774110167</id><published>2008-06-01T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:10:25.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gesell (L</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELW8xkPhUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/czecL0XBOi8/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9511-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELW8xkPhUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/czecL0XBOi8/s200/Camila+Anabella+9511-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206960458779559234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELWqCi1XFI/AAAAAAAAARs/lThzCcpl1A0/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9419-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELWqCi1XFI/AAAAAAAAARs/lThzCcpl1A0/s200/Camila+Anabella+9419-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206960136919538770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELWV6CPVoI/AAAAAAAAARk/dSqbHeRbJyo/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9430-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELWV6CPVoI/AAAAAAAAARk/dSqbHeRbJyo/s200/Camila+Anabella+9430-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206959791037961858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-9129876685774110167?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9129876685774110167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9129876685774110167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Gesell (L'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SELW8xkPhUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/czecL0XBOi8/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9511-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6936260849846395315</id><published>2008-05-29T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:49:15.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 cigarettes !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SD9q3uLHDNI/AAAAAAAAARU/47FKx7oGOCo/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9213-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SD9q3uLHDNI/AAAAAAAAARU/47FKx7oGOCo/s400/Camila+Anabella+9213-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205997199783562450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6936260849846395315?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6936260849846395315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6936260849846395315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/19-cigarrelles.html' title='19 cigarettes !'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SD9q3uLHDNI/AAAAAAAAARU/47FKx7oGOCo/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9213-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8968881375827732166</id><published>2008-05-27T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:20:35.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Qué es una sonrisa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDzPYuLHDMI/AAAAAAAAARM/ls2J5KanJKg/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9761-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDzPYuLHDMI/AAAAAAAAARM/ls2J5KanJKg/s400/Camila+Anabella+9761-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205263292951891138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es una forma de expresar nuestros sentimientos. Una sonrisa puede significar muchas cosas, pero principalmente la etapa que uno transcurre. Si está presente, por lo general manifiesta nuestra alegría, el estar bien. Pero está se encuentra ausente, en nuestras días ronda la tristeza o soledad, por lo menos en la mia.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces caminé por las calles de la ciudad buscando una sonrisa sincera, una dibujada por verdadera alegría, pero muy pocas encontré. ¿Será que estaremos perdiendo la mágica sensación de ser felices y poder expresar los sentimientos, sean felices con una sonrisa o tristeza con una lágrima? Pongamonos a replantear un segundo, y miremos a nuestro al rededor. Muchas son las personas que hoy en día, llevan de compañeras a la soledad y tristeza. Pero la pregunta es: ¿Y la felicidad dónde está? ¿La tienen secuestrada o decidió marcharse para no volver más? Pongamonos a pensar, y traigamos a la felicidad de nuevo a nuestras vidas, ya que ella es la única que puede ayudarnos a enfrentar los obstaculos que día a día nos pone la vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8968881375827732166?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8968881375827732166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8968881375827732166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/qu-es-una-sonrisa.html' title='¿Qué es una sonrisa?'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDzPYuLHDMI/AAAAAAAAARM/ls2J5KanJKg/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9761-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-9040418529388197312</id><published>2008-05-26T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:04:18.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camila Anabella</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-caba1bc32b85d0dc" 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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcaba1bc32b85d0dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330461729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AC25CEE85FE681C1D8E15D39C16CD9909BA4C93.14EA24CA9634E9A1ADF2A16112CF6A83D2BF5495%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcaba1bc32b85d0dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ7TSN3zMbEyNESf5ndDia6LSqIs&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.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcaba1bc32b85d0dc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330461729%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AC25CEE85FE681C1D8E15D39C16CD9909BA4C93.14EA24CA9634E9A1ADF2A16112CF6A83D2BF5495%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcaba1bc32b85d0dc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJ7TSN3zMbEyNESf5ndDia6LSqIs&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/8839041461202770266-9040418529388197312?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=caba1bc32b85d0dc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9040418529388197312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/9040418529388197312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_26.html' title='Camila Anabella'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-843487057483383156</id><published>2008-05-23T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T18:03:00.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>En el tunel de los Sueños</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="4096214055924798304"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Mis dedos están verdaderamente fríos, creo que es un signo de que aún me encuentro viva. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cierro los ojos y obvio a el viento que late sobre mi cabeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" class="post hentry uncustomized-post-template"&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Se escuchan murmullos de la gente que esta a mi alrededor pero no me ve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigo temblando. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeTReLHDEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kCVONlVBv_c/s1600-h/1205885679_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 374px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeTReLHDEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kCVONlVBv_c/s400/1205885679_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203789822816619586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahora me pierdo y estoy en una habitación completamente sola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Que me pasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me estoy volvie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ndo loca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Esta es mi libertad... 4 paredes.. estoy prisionera en un lugar que no me corresponde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Donde están esos murmullos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abro mis oídos y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ahora no escucho nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No puedo más....e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;l frió me cala los huesos el aire se acorta y mi respiración es lenta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No me gusta este silencio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abro mi ventan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a y el parque esta desierto. No hay arboles ni coches.. estoy en otro mundo., nada se mueve solo yo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Querías soledad me grita mi corazón... Pues hay la tienes.. sientela disfrútala.. A que ahora ya no te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;entes tan fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;erte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Siempre hay cosas más importante que tu misma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya no siento mis dedos... mi cuerpo se ha convertido en hielo., ya no respiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El egoísmo ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;undado mi alma.. creo que estoy muerta.. donde esta el cielo y los ángeles no escucho ninguna melodía celestial....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Soledad no juegues conmigo... dejame caminar quiero cruzar ese túnel que me aleja de la felicidad... Pro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;meto ser buena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abro los ojos y me veo en mi cama mi cuerpo esta bañado en sudor.. Dios era solo un sueño...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mi corazón vuelve a latir..... y yo sigo buscando esa luz... en el tunel de los sueños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El viento gris.&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/8839041461202770266-843487057483383156?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/843487057483383156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/843487057483383156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/en-el-tunel-de-los-sueos.html' title='En el tunel de los Sueños'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeTReLHDEI/AAAAAAAAAQM/kCVONlVBv_c/s72-c/1205885679_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6624264368955336620</id><published>2008-05-23T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T20:55:27.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi príncipe</title><content type='html'>Le conocí en la Red, en el chat estoy-más-solo-que-la-una, y me gustó su nick: eterna erección. Acababa de romper con un eyaculador precoz, era justo lo que necesitaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="textoarticulo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor en Internet es fabuloso. Un universo de hombres al alcance de la mano, la única pega es que ese hombre puede vivir al otro lado del planeta, aunque ése no fue mi caso, Dani ¡vivía en mi ciudad!, su perfil era magnífico y su foto una maravilla. Era mi hombre ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le envié mi retrato en un correo y lo nuestro fue amor al primer byte. Me escribía media docena de mensajes cada día y todos eran apasionados y poéticos. Por la noche al llegar a casa, me encontraba bellísimas cartas que me hacían creer que los cuentos de hadas existen y que yo había encontrado a mi príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos convertimos en ciberamigos y en ciberamantes, hasta que, finalmente, después de mes y medio de virtualidad, nos llamamos por teléfono y quedamos en vernos. Tomamos una copa en un pub y casi de inmediato sentí fluir la "electricidad" entre los dos, aunque me quedé "estática". Mi cerebro enviaba señales de alerta: ¡Peligro, peligro! Desgraciadamente los mensajes no llegaron a la profundidad de mis muslos, donde, por alguna inexplicable r&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeQ7-LHDCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PtPn1jfNnU0/s1600-h/rana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 236px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeQ7-LHDCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PtPn1jfNnU0/s400/rana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203787254426176546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;azón, todo eran cosquilleos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Qué rayos! Nos fuimos del bar y cuando me acompañó a casa, lo invité a entrar. Él estaba muy excitado, lástima que no fuera por la razón que yo pensaba. Una vez en el dormitorio empezó a jugar, no con mi sujetador, se puso a jugar con mi ordenador. Intenté detenerlo en vano, él iba lanzado. Sabía tocar los botones correctos y mi contraseña cedió enseguida ante su ímpetu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En un plisplás estaba palpando mi teclado, que yacía expectante. Luego su mano se posó sobre mi ratón. Mis carpetas de documentos se abrieron de par en par y una intensa energía recorrió mi puerto paralelo. Grité: ¡Para, para! Pero Dani siguió adelante, su fluido de datos atravesó mi cortafuegos. Sus ojos miraban intensamente mi monitor. Gemía de placer mientras iba de un chat a otro. Entró en anorgásmicas-frustradas, en acomplejados-alopécicos, en fustígame-fuerte, en angelitos-para-zorritas... Y es que a Dani le encantaba representar otras personalidades, era un as suplantando identidades y haciéndose pasar por cualquiera. Que me lo digan a mí, que me había convencido de que era el príncipe azul, mi príncipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vete, le pedí, estoy a punto de colgarme. Sólo un poco más, suplicó. Termino en un minuto, dijo, introduciendo su disquete en mi disquetera. No te preocupes, no te pasaré ningún virus, llevo protección. Aquello ya era demasié. Agarré su disquete, se lo devolví y lo aparté de mi terminal. Luego lo llevé a empujones hasta la puerta y observé mi pobre terminal violada, le convenía una ducha fría.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la mañana siguiente recibí un largo correo de Dani disculpándose, no le creí una palabra y lo redirigí a malparidos.com ¿Cómo pude ser tan boba? Los cuentos de hadas son cuentos chinos. Los sapos no se convierten en príncipes cuando los besas, sin embargo, muchos príncipes se transforman en sapos a la primera de cambio. Y yo fui a topar con el peor de la charca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-6624264368955336620?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6624264368955336620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6624264368955336620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/mi-prncipe-le-conoc-en-la-red-en-el.html' title='Mi príncipe'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDeQ7-LHDCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PtPn1jfNnU0/s72-c/rana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-828341722796706090</id><published>2008-05-23T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:08:13.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No me obligues a mirarte a los ojos, me puedo debilitar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdaJeLHDBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qp0WjvUTlzo/s1600-h/1196380014_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdaJeLHDBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qp0WjvUTlzo/s400/1196380014_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203727013214882834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-828341722796706090?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/828341722796706090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/828341722796706090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_8.html' title='No me obligues a mirarte a los ojos, me puedo debilitar.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp1.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdaJeLHDBI/AAAAAAAAAP0/qp0WjvUTlzo/s72-c/1196380014_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8845843559007290295</id><published>2008-05-23T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:06:39.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonreí, te estamos filmando</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdXtOLHDAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NdQ5vTjCh18/s1600-h/camila34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdXtOLHDAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NdQ5vTjCh18/s400/camila34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203724328860322818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8845843559007290295?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8845843559007290295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8845843559007290295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_3745.html' title='Sonreí, te estamos filmando'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDdXtOLHDAI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NdQ5vTjCh18/s72-c/camila34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3318673052803037104</id><published>2008-05-23T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:05:18.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mojame</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDbAd-LHC6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VAKazU24NsA/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDbAd-LHC6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VAKazU24NsA/s400/Camila+Anabella+9197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203558040611523490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-3318673052803037104?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3318673052803037104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3318673052803037104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_23.html' title='Mojame'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp2.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SDbAd-LHC6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/VAKazU24NsA/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5520818581518596262</id><published>2008-05-17T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:50:51.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Ha valido la pena, levantarme hoy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A veces me pregunto si haberme levantado hoy ha valido la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez si. O tal vez no. ¿Quién sabe?&lt;br /&gt;Cuan diferente es esto del amor visto desde fuera y despues visto desde dentro.&lt;br /&gt;Como en todo, hay días de sol...y días de sombra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A veces pienso que eres todo, y a veces pienso que siempre serás todo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tan bonito es el amor desde lejos que de cerca.&lt;br /&gt;Que no se pierde una unidad en el tiempo, por que el tiempo es la unidad del amor.&lt;br /&gt;De todo algo he aprendido. Unas veces más y otras veces menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aprendí que un puñado de celos se pierden cuando te veo y no vuelven cuando te vas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El que es celoso no es nunca celoso porque lo ve; con lo que se imagina le basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me pregunto si haberme levantado hoy ha valido la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Puede ser. No puede ser. ¿Quién sabe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qué difícil es estar amando a alguien que no te mira, pero más difícil es vivir con alguien que te mira pero desde lejos y tú solo puedes imaginar que lo hace, por que no la ves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Difícil.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cuál es el motivo del amor? ¿Quién lo descubrió? &lt;b&gt;¿Por qué yo me enamoré de tí?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curiosa pregunta. Nadie lo sabe. Nadie sabe porque llevo meses soñando con tu mirada.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadie ha descubierto en todo este tiempo porque cierras los ojos al reirte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aprendí del amor a querer a todo el que me quería, pero &lt;u&gt;a pasar mi tiempo solo con quien estuviera dispuesto a pasarlo conmigo.&lt;/u&gt; Eso es importante.&lt;br /&gt;En esos momentos, &lt;u&gt;también se forja tu caracter: aprendes a decir que no.&lt;br /&gt;Eso no es fácil.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me pregunto si haberme levantado hoy ha valido la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Es posible que si. Es posible que no. ¿Quién sabe?.&lt;br /&gt;Igual de bonito es bailar de lejos con el corazón, que bailar de cerca con el cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Mientras bailes con la persona que quieres, da igual a que distancia.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando una mariposa bate las alas en Brasil, se produce un tornado en Florida.&lt;br /&gt;Es el efecto mariposa. No está mal. &lt;b&gt;Yo tengo mi versión:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cuando tu abres los ojos desde donde estés, a mi se me abre el corazón.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es el efecto mariposa. No está mal. Es mejor que la otra.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A veces me despierto e intento saber si algo, cuando tu no estás, merece la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Creo que si. Esperarte. Es lo unico que merece la pena. Tú.&lt;br /&gt;A veces me despierto y no averiguo si estoy despierta o estoy soñando. Seria duda.&lt;br /&gt;A veces me despierto y te veo, y entonces es cuando no consigo averiguarlo aunque quiera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A veces me pregunto si haberme levantado hoy a valido la pena.&lt;br /&gt;Creo que si. ¿Tú crees que sí?. Digamos los dos que sí.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Levantarme hoy, ha valido la pena!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5520818581518596262?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5520818581518596262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5520818581518596262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/veces-me-pregunto-si-haberme-levantado.html' title='¿Ha valido la pena, levantarme hoy?'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-8389145215736262338</id><published>2008-05-17T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:51:36.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historia con moraleja, sobre la amistad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Un Hombre, su caballo y su perro iban por una carretera. Cuando pasaban cerca de un árbol enorme cayó un rayo y los tres murieron fulminados. Pero el hombre no se dio cuenta de que&lt;br /&gt;ya había abandonado este mundo, y prosiguió su camino con sus dos animales( a veces los muertos andan un cierto tiempo antes de ser conscientes de su nueva condición…)&lt;br /&gt;La carretera era muy larga y colina arriba. El sol era muy intenso, y ellos estaban sudados y sedientos.&lt;br /&gt;En una curva del camino vieron un magnífico portal de mármol, que conducía a una plaza pavimentada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC_QXabCEcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZgikDJ15jH0/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9974-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC_QXabCEcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZgikDJ15jH0/s400/Camila+Anabella+9974-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201605195284484546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; con adoquines de oro.&lt;br /&gt;El caminante se dirigió al hombre que custodiaba la entrada y entabló con él, el siguiente diálogo:&lt;br /&gt;- Buenos días.&lt;br /&gt;- Buenos días - Respondió el guardián&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- ¿Cómo se llama este lugar tan bonito?.&lt;br /&gt;- Esto es el cielo.&lt;br /&gt;- Qué bien que hayamos llegado al Cielo, porque estamos sedientos!&lt;br /&gt;- Usted puede entrar y beber tanta agua como quiera. Y el guardián señaló la fuente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Pero mi caballo y mi perro también tienen sed…&lt;br /&gt;- Lo siento mucho – Dijo el guardián – pero aquí no se permite la entrada a los animales.&lt;br /&gt;El hombre se levantó con gran disgusto, puesto que tenía muchísima sed, pero no pensaba beber sólo. Dio las gracias al guardián y siguió adelante.&lt;br /&gt;Después de caminar un buen rato cuesta arriba, ya exhaustos los tres, llegaron a otro sitio, cuya entrada estaba marcada por una puerta vieja que daba a un camino de tierra rodeado de árboles..&lt;br /&gt;A la sombra de uno de los árboles había un hombre echado, con la cabeza cubierta por un sombrero. Posiblemente dormía.&lt;br /&gt;Buenos días – dijo el caminante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El hombre respondió con un gesto de la cabeza.&lt;br /&gt;Tenemos mucha sed, mi caballo, mi perro y yo&lt;br /&gt;Hay una fuente entre aquellas rocas – dijo el hombre, indicando el lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Podéis beber toda el agua como queráis.&lt;br /&gt;El hombre, el caballo y el perro fueron a la fuente y calmaron su sed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;El caminante volvió atrás para dar gracias al hombre&lt;br /&gt;Podéis volver siempre que queráis – Le respondió éste.&lt;br /&gt;A propósito ¿Cómo se llama este lugar? – preguntó el hombre.&lt;br /&gt;CIELO.&lt;br /&gt;¿El Cielo? Pero si el guardián del portal de mármol me ha dicho que aquello era el Cielo!&lt;br /&gt;Aquello no era el Cielo. Era el Infierno – contestó el guardián.&lt;br /&gt;El caminante quedó perplejo.&lt;br /&gt;Deberíais prohibir que utilicen vuestro nombre! ¡ Esta información falsa debe provocar grandes confusiones! – advirtió el caminante.&lt;br /&gt;De ninguna manera! – increpó el hombre&lt;br /&gt;En realidad, nos hacen un gran favor, porque allí se quedan todos los que son capaces de abandonar a sus mejores amigos…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-8389145215736262338?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8389145215736262338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/8389145215736262338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/un-hombre-su-caballo-y-su-perro-iban.html' title='Historia con moraleja, sobre la amistad.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC_QXabCEcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZgikDJ15jH0/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9974-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4280254139302343944</id><published>2008-05-17T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:18:06.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que fea ! La amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC81bKbCEaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LuxPlBD6g2k/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9947-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC81bKbCEaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LuxPlBD6g2k/s400/Camila+Anabella+9947-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201434835406688674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC81babCEbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qyZGCjSAHPo/s1600-h/Camila+Anabella+9962-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC81babCEbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/qyZGCjSAHPo/s400/Camila+Anabella+9962-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201434839701655986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4280254139302343944?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4280254139302343944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4280254139302343944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_17.html' title='Que fea ! La amo'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</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://bp3.blogger.com/_avYV_PM3iKY/SC81bKbCEaI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LuxPlBD6g2k/s72-c/Camila+Anabella+9947-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-3636574330657898905</id><published>2008-05-11T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:57:03.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirando por la ventana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="field-items"&gt;       &lt;div class="field-item"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Había una vez un niño que cayó muy enfermo. Tenía que estar todo el día en la cama sin poder moverse. Como además los niños no podían acercarse, sufría mucho por ello, y empezó a dejar pasar los días triste y decaido, mirando el cielo a través de la ventana.&lt;br /&gt;Pasó algún tiempo, cada vez más desanimado, hasta que un día vió una extraña sombra en la ventana: era un pingüino comiendo un bocata de chorizo, que entró a la habitación, le dio las buenas tardes, y se fue. El niño quedó muy extrañado, y aún no sabía qué habría sido aquello, cuando vio aparecer por la misma ventana un mono en pañales inflando un globo. Pasó lo mismo, y el niño se preguntaba qué sería aquello, pero sólo al principio, ya que seguían apareciendo personajes locos por aquella extraña ventana, y ya no podía hacer nada más que reír al ver un cerdo tocando la pandereta, un elefante saltando en la cama elástica, o un perro con gafas que sólo hablaba de política, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Aunque por si no le creían no se lo contó a nadie, aquellos personajes alegres teminaron alegrando el espíritu y el cuerpo del niño, y en muy poco tiempo este mejoró notablemente y pudo volver al colegio.&lt;br /&gt;Allí pudo hablar con todos sus amigos, contándoles las cosas tan raras que había visto. Entonces, justo cuando estaba hablando con su mejor amigo, vio asomar algo extfraño de su mochila. Le preguntó qué era y al principio se resistió, hasta que finalmente se vio el vontenido de la mochila: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;¡¡allí estaban todos los disfraces que había utilizado su buen amigo para intentar alegrarle!!&lt;br /&gt;Y desde entonces, nuestro niño nunca deja que nadie esté solo y sin sonreir un rato.&lt;/p&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/8839041461202770266-3636574330657898905?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3636574330657898905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/3636574330657898905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/mirando-por-la-ventana.html' title='Mirando por la ventana'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4972214097317015976</id><published>2008-05-11T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:38:33.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ángel dormido</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anochece, el mundo se ha dormido entre tus labios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;le meces y le arrullas lentamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;acunando el murmullo de perderle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;aunque le mimas, se escapa de tu lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Entre tu piel se ahogan paso a paso los gemidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tu cuerpo derrotado, se siente malherido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mi pequeño ruiseñor, no tiene alas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dónde cobijar mis ojos doloridos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sentada en un rincón veo sollozos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;que avanzan suavemente hacia mis manos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y al tomarlas frío y muerte las recorren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;los sollozos, se vuelven más humanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoy se ha muerto en mis manos la mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;la flor de la luna de tus ojos se ha vuelto amarga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y bebo dulcemente este veneno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;que se clava en mis venas como el fuego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;La luz de tu sonrisa se ha marchado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;el tiempo amarra rabia y esperanza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tiñe de versos tu gélida lápida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ocaso, alba, sombra y penumbra sobre tu tumba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tu alma surca senderos de paz infinita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tu nombre olvidado por los hombres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;suena en mi mente, como un aleluya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y tu historia llevo en mi regazo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;para llorar por el mundo este desgarro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cuando llegué la hora de partir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tómame en tus brazos, llévame de aquí,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y la flor de luna que brota en tu cara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;será mi consuelo, curará mi alma cansada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y en el infinito volaremos juntos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y tendré tus risas y palabras tiernas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y no habrá mas lagrimas ni mas tristezas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;seremos la fuerza de la savia nueva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y ahora, estoy cansada debo descansar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mis ojos ya duelen de tanto llorar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pero anhelo el día de rozar tu rostro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;y sueño bajito, pronuncio tu nombre y ya no sollozo.&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/8839041461202770266-4972214097317015976?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4972214097317015976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4972214097317015976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/ngel-dormido.html' title='Ángel dormido'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-1576329141493935479</id><published>2008-05-11T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:20:35.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Había una vez...</title><content type='html'>... en España un hombre muy rico que&lt;br /&gt; habitaba un gran castillo cerca de una aldea. Quería&lt;br /&gt; mucho a sus vecinos pobres, y siempre estaba ideando&lt;br /&gt; medios de protegerlos, ayudarlos y mejorar su condición.&lt;br /&gt; Plantaba árboles, hacía obras de importancia,                     &lt;br /&gt; organizaba y pagaba fiestas populares, y en las&lt;br /&gt; Pascuas daba tantos regalos a los niños de la vecindad&lt;br /&gt; como a sus propios hijos. &lt;p&gt;  Pero aquella pobre gente no amaba el trabajo, y esto&lt;br /&gt; los hacía ser esclavos de la miseria.                              &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Un día el dueño del castillo se levantó muy temprano,&lt;br /&gt; colocó una gran piedra en el camino de la aldea, y se&lt;br /&gt; escondió cerca de allí para ver lo que ocurría al pasar&lt;br /&gt; la gente.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Poco después pasó por allí un hombre con una vaca.&lt;br /&gt; Gruñó al ver la piedra, pero no la tocó. Prefirió dar&lt;br /&gt; un rodeo, y siguió después su camino. Pasó otro&lt;br /&gt; hombre tras el primero, e hizo lo mismo. Después&lt;br /&gt; siguieron otros y otros. Todos mostraban disgusto                 &lt;br /&gt; al ver el obstáculo, y algunos tropezaban con él;&lt;br /&gt; pero ninguno lo removió.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Por fin, cerca ya del anochecer, pasó por allí un&lt;br /&gt; muchacho, hijo del molinero. Era trabajador, y estaba&lt;br /&gt; cansado a causa de las faenas de todo el día.                      &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  Al ver la piedra dijo para sí:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  –La noche va a ser obscura, y algún vecino se va&lt;br /&gt; a lastimar contra esa piedra. Es bueno quitarla de&lt;br /&gt; ahí. Y en seguida empezó a trabajar para quitarla.&lt;br /&gt; Pesaba mucho, pero el muchacho empujó, tiró y se                 &lt;br /&gt; esforzó para hacerla rodar hasta quitarla de en medio.&lt;br /&gt; Entonces vió con sorpresa que debajo de la gran&lt;br /&gt; piedra había un saco lleno de monedas de oro. El&lt;br /&gt; saco tenía un letrero que decía: «Este oro es para el&lt;br /&gt; que quite la piedra.»                                              &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  El muchacho se fué contentísimo con su tesoro, y el&lt;br /&gt; hombre rico volvió también a su castillo, gozoso de&lt;br /&gt; haber encontrado a un hombre de provecho, que no&lt;br /&gt; huía de los trabajos difíciles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-1576329141493935479?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1576329141493935479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/1576329141493935479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/haba-una-vez-en-espaa-un-hombre-muy.html' title='Había una vez...'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5996179918784260361</id><published>2008-05-11T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:33:10.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La belleza no lo es todo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;     La belleza de la mujer no está en la ropa que usa, la figura que tiene o el modo como     peina su cabello.&lt;br /&gt;    La belleza de la mujer debe ser vista en sus ojos, porque son la puerta de su corazón, el     lugar donde&lt;br /&gt;    vive el amor. La verdadera belleza de la mujer está reflejada en su alma, en el cuidado     amoroso que ella brinda.&lt;br /&gt;    La belleza de la mujer con el paso de los años crece!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Una mujer de plástico es para el momento.&lt;br /&gt;    Una MUJER, es para toda la vida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5996179918784260361?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5996179918784260361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5996179918784260361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-belleza-no-lo-es-todo.html' title='La belleza no lo es todo.'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-6976422871225325149</id><published>2008-05-11T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T15:38:33.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El árbol de manzanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hace mucho tiempo existía un enorme árbol de manzanas. Un     pequeño niño lo amaba mucho y todos los días jugaba alrededor de él. Trepaba al árbol     hasta el tope y el le daba sombra. El amaba al árbol y el árbol amaba al niño. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Pasó el tiempo y el pequeño niño creció y el nunca más volvió a jugar alrededor del     enorme árbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Un día el muchacho regresó al árbol y escuchó que el árbol le dijo triste: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     "¿Vienes a jugar conmigo?" pero el muchacho contestó "Ya no soy el niño     de antes que jugaba alrededor de enormes árboles. Lo que ahora quiero son juguetes y     necesito dinero para comprarlos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     "Lo siento, dijo el árbol, pero no tengo dinero... Te sugiero que tomes todas mis     manzanas y las vendas. De esta manera tú obtendrás el dinero para tus juguetes". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     El muchacho se sintió muy feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Tomó todas las manzanas y obtuvo el dinero y el árbol volvió a ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Pero el muchacho nunca volvió después de obtener el dinero y el árbol volvió a estar     triste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Tiempo después, el muchacho regresó y el árbol se puso feliz y le preguntó:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     "¿Vienes a jugar conmigo?" "No tengo tiempo para jugar. Debo de trabajar     para mi familia. Necesito una casa para compartir con mi esposa e hijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     ¿Puedes ayudarme?"... " Lo siento, pero no tengo una casa, pero...tú puedes     cortar mis ramas y construir tu casa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     El joven cortó todas las ramas del árbol y esto hizo feliz nuevamente al árbol, pero el     joven nunca más volvió desde esa vez y el árbol volvió a estar triste y solitario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Cierto día de un cálido verano, el hombre regresó y el árbol estaba encantado.     "Vienes a jugar conmigo? le preguntó el árbol. El hombre contestó "Estoy     triste y volviéndome viejo. Quiero un bote para navegar y descansar. ¿Puedes darme     uno?". El árbol contestó: "Usa mi tronco para que puedas construir uno y así     puedas navegar y ser feliz". El hombre cortó el tronco y construyó su bote. Luego     se fue a navegar por un largo tiempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Finalmente regresó después de muchos años y el árbol le dijo: "Lo siento mucho,     pero ya no tenga nada que darte ni siquiera manzanas". El hombre replicó "No     tengo dientes para morder, ni fuerza para escalar...Por ahora ya estoy viejo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Entonces el árbol con lágrimas en sus ojos le dijo, "Realmente no puedo darte     nada.... la única cosa que me queda son mis raíces muertas". Y el hombre contestó:     "Yo no necesito mucho ahora, solo un lugar para descansar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Estoy tan cansado después de tantos años". "Bueno,las viejas raíces de un     árbol, son el mejor lugar para recostarse y descansar. Ven siéntate conmigo y     descansa".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     El hombre se sentó junto al árbol y este feliz y contento sonrió con lágrimas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Esta puede ser la historia de cada uno de nosotros. El árbol son nuestros padres. Cuando     somos niños, los amamos y jugamos con papá y mamá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Cuando crecemos los dejamos .....sólo regresamos a ellos cuando los necesitamos o estamos     en problemas... No importa lo que sea, ellos siempre están allí para darnos todo lo que     puedan y hacernos felices. Tú puedes pensar que el muchacho es cruel contra el árbol,     pero es así como nosotros tratamos a nuestros padres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     Valoremos a nuestros padres mientras los tengamos a nuestro lado y si ya no están, que la     llama de su amor viva por siempre en tu corazón y su recuerdo te dé fuerza cuando estás     cansado...&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/8839041461202770266-6976422871225325149?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6976422871225325149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/6976422871225325149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-rbol-de-manzanas.html' title='El árbol de manzanas'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-5160148180170259808</id><published>2008-05-11T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:22:59.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>El sueño</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Un hombre se acostó en su cama y se durmió. Mientras dormía, soñó que estaba en su cama durmiendo y soñando que sus sueños eran tan reales como su vigilia. Soñó que en sus sueños él veía tantos colores, oía tantos sonidos, hablaba con tanta fluidez, y amaba con tanta intensidad como en su vigilia. Soñó que él era incapaz de distinguir entre su sueño y su vigilia, hasta el punto de no saber cuándo estaba dormido soñando y cuando despierto viviendo la realidad. Y la palabra realidad perdió su significado. Entonces soñó que despertó de su sueño, y que decidió nunca más volver a dormir para evitar soñar. Y siguió despierto para siempre, en su sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-5160148180170259808?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5160148180170259808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/5160148180170259808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/el-sueo.html' title='El sueño'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-4220180150859902731</id><published>2008-05-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:22:44.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vestiduras de Khalil Gibran</title><content type='html'>Cierto día Belleza y Fealdad se encontraron a orillas del mar. Y se dijeron:&lt;br /&gt;-Bañémonos en el mar.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces se desvistieron y nadaron en las aguas. Instantes más tarde Fealdad regresó a la costa y se&lt;br /&gt;vistió con las ropas de Belleza, y luego partió.&lt;br /&gt;Belleza también salió del mar, pero no halló sus vestiduras, y era demasiado tímida para quedarse&lt;br /&gt;desnuda, así que se vistió con las ropas de Fealdad. Y Belleza también siguió su camino.&lt;br /&gt;Y hasta hoy día hombres y mujeres confunden una con la otra.&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, algunos hay que contemplan el rostro de Belleza y saben que no lleva sus vestiduras.&lt;br /&gt;Y algunos otros que conocen el rostro de Fealdad, y sus ropas, no lo ocultan a sus ojos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-4220180150859902731?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4220180150859902731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/4220180150859902731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/vestiduras-de-khalil-gibran.html' title='Vestiduras de Khalil Gibran'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8839041461202770266.post-518590882256479678</id><published>2008-05-11T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:20:43.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubo un momento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Hubo un     momento en el que creías que la tristeza sería eterna; pero volviste a sorprenderte a ti     mismo riendo sin parar.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que dejaste de creer en el amor; y luego apareció esa persona y no     pudiste dejar de amarla cada día más.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que la amistad parecía no existir; y conociste a ese amigo que te     hizo reír y llorar, en los mejores y en los peores momentos.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que estabas seguro que la comunicación con alguien se había     perdido; y fue luego cuando el cartero visitó el buzón de tu casa.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que una pelea prometía ser eterna ; y sin dejarte ni siquiera     entristecerte terminó en un abrazo.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en que un examen parecía imposible de pasar ; y hoy es un examen más que     aprobaste en tu carrera .&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que dudaste de encontrar un buen trabajo; y hoy puedes darte el lujo     de ahorrar para el futuro.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que sentiste que no podrías hacer algo; y hoy te sorprendes a ti     mismo haciéndolo.&lt;br /&gt;    Hubo un momento en el que creíste que nadie podía comprenderte; y te quedaste     boquiabierto mientras alguien parecía leer tu corazón.&lt;br /&gt;    Así como hubo momentos en que la vida cambió en un instante, nunca olvides que aún     habrá momentos en que lo imposible se tornará un sueño hecho realidad.&lt;br /&gt;    Nunca dejes de soñar, porque soñar es el principio de un sueño hecho realidad.&lt;br /&gt;    Recuerda "todo lo que sucede, sucede por una razón"&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8839041461202770266-518590882256479678?l=camela-canela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/518590882256479678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8839041461202770266/posts/default/518590882256479678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camela-canela.blogspot.com/2008/05/hubo-un-momento.html' title='Hubo un momento'/><author><name>Camila Anabella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10676506210760939063</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
