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src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1390433635390390252</id><published>2009-03-26T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:15:20.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to pink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.soletrader.co.uk/public/pictures/products/large/DBUOXPKY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 257px;" src="https://www.soletrader.co.uk/public/pictures/products/large/DBUOXPKY.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me compré unos Converse Double Upper Rosas en Mister Tennis.&lt;br /&gt;Son LA neta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4953383898337238949</id><published>2009-02-02T21:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:47:08.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SYe-B6hshXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t83vkVIgqQc/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SYe-B6hshXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t83vkVIgqQc/s320/DSC00505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298412426724410738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ardilla amigable de Chapultepec. n_n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4953383898337238949?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4953383898337238949/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4953383898337238949' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4953383898337238949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4953383898337238949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2009/02/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SYe-B6hshXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/t83vkVIgqQc/s72-c/DSC00505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-862307018721373827</id><published>2008-12-30T18:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:48:13.334-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrite love'/><title type='text'>♥.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SVrAve5xWoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5BK5HEQtBxU/s1600-h/rxggo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SVrAve5xWoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5BK5HEQtBxU/s400/rxggo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285749034654456450" 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/4982003854707298388-862307018721373827?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/862307018721373827/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=862307018721373827' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/862307018721373827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/862307018721373827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='♥.'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SVrAve5xWoI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5BK5HEQtBxU/s72-c/rxggo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4499812362602152627</id><published>2008-12-30T18:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:38:39.243-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adiós al 2008'/><title type='text'>Top Albums 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/93/de/71de810ae7a0c3d603f69110.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/93/de/71de810ae7a0c3d603f69110.L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For Emma, Forever Ago" - Bon Iver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51P2hLkYKzL._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51P2hLkYKzL._SS400_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Narrow Stairs" - Death Cab For Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61kAtedB-VL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61kAtedB-VL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fleet Foxes" - Fleet Foxes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51sRJVNujvL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51sRJVNujvL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Antidotes" - Foals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51026eWDqQL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51026eWDqQL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Made in the Dark" - Hot Chip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/7a/d1/457781b0c8a0fe790119c110.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/7a/d1/457781b0c8a0fe790119c110.L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only by the Night" - Kings of Leon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51PoUw5AE0L._SS400_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51PoUw5AE0L._SS400_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oracular Spectacular" - MGMT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61RjaSnrLgL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61RjaSnrLgL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dig Out Your Soul" - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41022cqDyQL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2538590433_74768cf2b1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Stand Ins" - Okkervil River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/516C2M1JngL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/516C2M1JngL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Secret Machines" - Secret Machines&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/4982003854707298388-4499812362602152627?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4499812362602152627/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4499812362602152627' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4499812362602152627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4499812362602152627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/top-albums-2008.html' title='Top Albums 2008'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2538590433_74768cf2b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1242807249787212283</id><published>2008-12-17T21:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:49:30.034-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF??'/><title type='text'>Sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SUnH_AOPQOI/AAAAAAAAAII/t0OMWiFEm30/s1600-h/DSC00443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SUnH_AOPQOI/AAAAAAAAAII/t0OMWiFEm30/s320/DSC00443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280971923274023138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gato dormido en el cofre de un auto, captado en un estacionamiento :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1242807249787212283?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1242807249787212283/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1242807249787212283' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1242807249787212283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1242807249787212283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/sleep.html' title='Sleep.'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SUnH_AOPQOI/AAAAAAAAAII/t0OMWiFEm30/s72-c/DSC00443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-169696461994182212</id><published>2008-12-17T21:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:42:48.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Chip'/><title type='text'>Do it now!</title><content type='html'>¡Aaahhh! Ahora que recuerdo, dije que en cuanto terminara con los finales haría una fiesta privada con Hot Chip en mi cuarto :) Tendré que programarla para un día que madre no esté en casa, no quiero interrupciones ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-169696461994182212?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/169696461994182212/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=169696461994182212' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/169696461994182212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/169696461994182212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-it-now.html' title='Do it now!'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6847060161900713512</id><published>2008-12-17T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:41:05.194-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Killing time</title><content type='html'>El no tener que hacer me pone nerviosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6847060161900713512?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6847060161900713512/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6847060161900713512' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6847060161900713512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6847060161900713512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/killing-time.html' title='Killing time'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3645964462646500801</id><published>2008-12-14T11:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:11:35.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case.</title><content type='html'>Si, si. Pero noviembre si existió ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3645964462646500801?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3645964462646500801/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3645964462646500801' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3645964462646500801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3645964462646500801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-in-case.html' title='Just in case.'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8531857719994810059</id><published>2008-12-14T11:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:39:29.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heme aqui luego de una larga ausencia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8531857719994810059?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8531857719994810059/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8531857719994810059' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8531857719994810059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8531857719994810059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/heme-aqui-luego-de-una-larga-ausencia.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4391048896659332928</id><published>2008-12-14T11:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:37:14.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beirut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrite love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>What melody will lead my lover from his bed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sixeyesmedia.com/images/beirut7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 448px;" src="http://sixeyesmedia.com/images/beirut7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut&lt;br /&gt;20 de febrero, 22 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Lunario del Auditorio Nacional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll be there ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4391048896659332928?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4391048896659332928/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4391048896659332928' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4391048896659332928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4391048896659332928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-melody-will-lead-my-lover-from-his.html' title='What melody will lead my lover from his bed?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4249853658582429138</id><published>2008-10-12T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:29:02.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>The Mysterious Ticking Noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tx1XIm6q4r4&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4249853658582429138?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4249853658582429138/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4249853658582429138' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4249853658582429138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4249853658582429138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/10/mysterious-ticking-noise.html' title='The Mysterious Ticking Noise'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7813033310446879813</id><published>2008-10-12T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:20:48.880-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Ajam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada nuevo por aca. Estoy en periodo de mid-terms así que ando como loca.&lt;br /&gt;Mañana entrego mis ensayos de Política Mexicana Contemporánea y el jueves tengo examen de Economía Internacional. El viernes tengo que entregar una nota política para Relaciones México-EE.UU.-Canadá y ni si quiera la he empezado a hacer (ahora que lo pienso, debería hacerla en lugar de estar perdiendo el tiempo -__-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, ya se viene en Motorokr, y estoy muuuuy emocionada por saber que los horarios no se empalman (yay!) No importa que no duerma toda la semana, el sábado sacaré todo mi estrés acumulado :)&lt;br /&gt;Ah! y también ya se viene BRMC (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!) y ya sólo falta mes y medio para Oasis :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion keeps my heart from beating!&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/4982003854707298388-7813033310446879813?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7813033310446879813/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7813033310446879813' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7813033310446879813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7813033310446879813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/10/ajam.html' title='Ajam...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3983114460856337391</id><published>2008-10-12T19:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:14:22.131-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radiohead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>I believe in Thom Yorke</title><content type='html'>Si, ya se que la info salió desde el jueves, pero todavía no me lo creo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.radioheadmexico.com/noticias/radiohead-en-mexico-en-marzo-de-2009/"&gt;Radiohead en México en Marzo de 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.radioheadmexico.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/radiohead-mexico-marzo-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.radioheadmexico.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/radiohead-mexico-marzo-2009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y que se nos caen los pantalones...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3983114460856337391?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3983114460856337391/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3983114460856337391' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3983114460856337391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3983114460856337391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-believe-in-thom-yorke.html' title='I believe in Thom Yorke'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1785678921831671303</id><published>2008-09-27T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:06:56.688-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrite love'/><title type='text'>Tell me...</title><content type='html'>One year ago &lt;span style="background-image: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" entity="♥"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;And eleven months and counting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" entity="♥"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" entity="♥"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" entity="♥"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span entity="♪"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span entity="♪"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span entity="♪"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1785678921831671303?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1785678921831671303/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1785678921831671303' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1785678921831671303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1785678921831671303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/tell-me.html' title='Tell me...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-9093631676409109100</id><published>2008-09-21T23:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:53:41.967-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Tower Sheep</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=towersheepv2pt6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/towersheepv2pt6.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=towersheepv2pt6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/towersheepv2pt6.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=towersheepv2pt6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/towersheepv2pt6.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/?action=view&amp;amp;current=towersheepv2pt6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/towersheepv2pt6.gif" alt="Photobucket" 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/4982003854707298388-9093631676409109100?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/9093631676409109100/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=9093631676409109100' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/9093631676409109100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/9093631676409109100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/tower-sheep.html' title='Tower Sheep'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6098684111199118715</id><published>2008-09-19T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:06:52.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><title type='text'>Clean, clean, clean!</title><content type='html'>Como que tengo ganas de cambiar el template del blog mmm pero no se cual ponerle... algo más clean :) buscaré uno que me agrade jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit: Listo!! Any thoughts??]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6098684111199118715?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6098684111199118715/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6098684111199118715' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6098684111199118715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6098684111199118715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/clean-clean-clean.html' title='Clean, clean, clean!'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4160367679480300077</id><published>2008-09-19T19:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:31:39.468-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Redhead'/><title type='text'>(Not So) Current Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://martenot-neon.ilcannocchiale.it/mediamanager/sys.user/28994/Blonde_Redhead2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://martenot-neon.ilcannocchiale.it/mediamanager/sys.user/28994/Blonde_Redhead2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.blonde-redhead.com/music.html"&gt;Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4160367679480300077?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4160367679480300077/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4160367679480300077' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4160367679480300077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4160367679480300077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-so-current-obsession.html' title='(Not So) Current Obsession'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-780026784514290030</id><published>2008-09-19T19:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:17:27.259-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Presente, nostalgia y porvenir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Oí decir una vez, creo que a Renato Capdevila, que el amor es un verbo que se conjuga en presente perfecto, en pasado perdido y en futuro inminente. Cuando lo tenemos, el tiempo deja de pasar. Cuando lo perdemos, vuelve a nosotros con fuerza nostálgica. Cuando se acerca, nada es tan urgente como su llegada."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- Héctor Aguilar Camín&lt;br /&gt;"La Conspiración de la Fortuna"&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/4982003854707298388-780026784514290030?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/780026784514290030/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=780026784514290030' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/780026784514290030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/780026784514290030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/presente-nostalgia-y-porvenir.html' title='Presente, nostalgia y porvenir'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-929437005027062546</id><published>2008-09-16T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:55:05.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrite love'/><title type='text'>Those days I was somebody else</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya va a ser 27 de septiembre y no dejo de sorprenderme &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/4982003854707298388-929437005027062546?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/929437005027062546/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=929437005027062546' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/929437005027062546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/929437005027062546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/those-days-i-was-somebody-else.html' title='Those days I was somebody else'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8304769095298404474</id><published>2008-09-16T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:55:34.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Saturated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Odio sentir que las cosas me llegan de repente y que son muchas y que no creo poderlas manejar todas x_X Espero no asesinar a alguien un día de estos o_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8304769095298404474?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8304769095298404474/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8304769095298404474' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8304769095298404474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8304769095298404474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturated.html' title='Saturated...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4050817582851012402</id><published>2008-09-16T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:33:20.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Okkervil River'/><title type='text'>A King and A Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you want to see and be seen, then be seen. Your dress is dark red and your opening eyes are bright green. Make a scene, but don’t lie on the bed, laid out like you’re dead, because honey, you’re murdering me. Be a little sheep learning who’ll shear and who’ll feed. The hands come and they leave. Be hands holding a knife. Be a being on two feet, with his heart trembling, butchering for a king he believes in though he’s never seen. Be the princess in that stone tower, crying for that handsome butcher’s plight (and, as some princess might, she still calls him a knight.) But the best thing for you would be queen, so be queen. You’re all that I need. Though I know that it never can be, I’d be pleased to post your decrees, to fall at your knees, to name all your streets and to sit down and weep when you’re carried back through them and set down to sleep, and to lie by your side for sublime centuries (until we crumble to dust when we’re crushed by a single sunbeam).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4050817582851012402?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4050817582851012402/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4050817582851012402' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4050817582851012402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4050817582851012402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/king-and-queen.html' title='A King and A Queen'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2781393871246884431</id><published>2008-09-15T00:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T20:04:22.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Bjorn and John'/><title type='text'>I know the time don't heals, it kills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kc67UcSuV4A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Kc67UcSuV4A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're giving me the chills...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2781393871246884431?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2781393871246884431/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2781393871246884431' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2781393871246884431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2781393871246884431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-know-time-dont-heal-it-kills.html' title='I know the time don&apos;t heals, it kills...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4841478295037430500</id><published>2008-09-11T23:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:03:24.110-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Redhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BRMC'/><title type='text'>It's a promise not forgotten</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok...&lt;br /&gt;A petición de mi escaso público pronto escribiré reseña de Blonde Redhead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cierto, que regresa BRMC *.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4841478295037430500?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4841478295037430500/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4841478295037430500' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4841478295037430500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4841478295037430500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-promise-not-forgotten.html' title='It&apos;s a promise not forgotten'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7064267554530429580</id><published>2008-09-11T23:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:56:07.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF??'/><title type='text'>And run run run away!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quizás recuerden que por ahí de noviembre del año pasado salió un EP en vivo de Interpol. Total que me decidí a comprar una copia para mi y otra para Jorge. La entrega iba a ser en Metro Revolución y mi hermano me iba a llevar, pero no llegamos a tiempo (al parecer confundió Barranca con Revolución...) Por X o Y razones, me tardé como un mes en depositar el dinero para el envío a domicilio, y cuando por fin lo hice, me hicieron favor de no recibirlo en la oficina de mi padre. Total que los EP's quedaron en el olvido un rato porque se nos pasó a todos acordarnos que estaban por ahí (a mi, a Jorge y a la persona que me los vendió). Finalmente, el monito que me lo consiguió (que creo se llama Ricardo jaja) me los "acercó" con una conocida suya. Después de muchos fines de semana sin podernos ver, decidimos hacerlo hace como mes y medio.&lt;br /&gt;Como no tenía idea de como usar correctamente el metro (cof cof) Jorge me acompañó a recogerlos. Todo esto viene a que estuvimos un buen rato en la estación del metro en la que quedamos de vernos y en una de esas que estabamos dando vueltas por ahí para distraernos, vimos esto en una tiendita de recuerdos variados (que por cierto, todos eran muuuuy feos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SMn0IyG1nXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YLAoqBEEPqk/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SMn0IyG1nXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YLAoqBEEPqk/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244991672776236402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿No es la cosa más horrible que han visto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-7064267554530429580?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7064267554530429580/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7064267554530429580' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7064267554530429580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7064267554530429580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/09/quizs-recuerden-que-por-ah-de-noviembre.html' title='And run run run away!!'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SMn0IyG1nXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YLAoqBEEPqk/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2451519902207907741</id><published>2008-08-12T22:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:14:28.994-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blonde Redhead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Your clock is ticking, tick tack tick tack</title><content type='html'>Ya se viene Blonde Redhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2451519902207907741?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2451519902207907741/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2451519902207907741' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2451519902207907741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2451519902207907741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/08/your-clock-is-ticking-tick-tack-tick.html' title='Your clock is ticking, tick tack tick tack'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-629689013320374337</id><published>2008-08-12T22:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:11:35.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>Séptimo semestre</title><content type='html'>Resultó que mi horario no quedó del todo mal :) Se abrió otro grupo para Economía Internacional y ahora sólo salgo tarde martes y jueves (yay!) El único problema es que quería meter seis materias y sólo pude meter 5 -__- así que tendré que meter verano el próximo año para no llevar tanta carga académica en mi (espero) último año de universitaria :D&lt;br /&gt;La buena noticia es que me tocó con mi queridísima Itzel en todas las clases y en otras con Karen y Sol (double yay!) así que al menos tendré quien me despierte si empiezo a cabecear. Aún no puedo hablar de mi experiencia en séptimo semestre porque sólo he tenido dos clases y han sido de introducción y esas cosas, so, tendré que esperar a que termine la semana...&lt;br /&gt;Mi único trauma es que entro a las 7 am los viernes T_T pero al menos es sólo un día -__- y mi consuelo es que al parecer mi semestre estará bastante tranquilito :) o al menos eso quiero creer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya me dieron ideas para posts jajaja así que espero escribir al respecto pronto :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-629689013320374337?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/629689013320374337/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=629689013320374337' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/629689013320374337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/629689013320374337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/08/result-que-mi-horario-no-qued-del-todo.html' title='Séptimo semestre'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4433659005996011808</id><published>2008-06-26T18:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:42:55.013-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><title type='text'>Ugh..</title><content type='html'>Ash. Los horarios para mi el próximo semestre están del A S C O grrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4433659005996011808?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4433659005996011808/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4433659005996011808' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4433659005996011808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4433659005996011808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/ugh.html' title='Ugh..'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-146846415256369276</id><published>2008-06-25T17:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:18:20.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF??'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Si, mire me llamo (insente nombre raro aqui)... es (inserte letras de nombre raro deletreadas), E de escritorio, I de instrumento (inserte más letras de nombre raro aqui)"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jajajaajaja ya se que es de lo más estúpido reirme de esto, pero por lo regular la gente dice "E de elefante, I de iglesia" o algo asi xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-146846415256369276?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/146846415256369276/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=146846415256369276' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/146846415256369276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/146846415256369276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/si-mire-me-llamo-insente-nombre-raro.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1468827937288351871</id><published>2008-06-24T20:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:42:07.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery Jets'/><title type='text'>One night of love, nothing more nothing less...</title><content type='html'>"Young Love" - Mystery Jets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;If I only knew your name&lt;br /&gt;I’d go from door to door&lt;br /&gt;Searching all the crowded streets&lt;br /&gt;For the place that I once saw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;If I only knew your name&lt;br /&gt;I’d go from door to door&lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you seen the girl&lt;br /&gt;I’ve met just once before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;One Night of Love&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more nothing less&lt;br /&gt;One Night of Love&lt;br /&gt;To put my head in a mess&lt;br /&gt;Is that you on the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Is that you on the train?&lt;br /&gt;You wrote your number on my hand&lt;br /&gt;And it came off in the rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Woah-Oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Young Love&lt;br /&gt;Never seems to last&lt;br /&gt;Far too young&lt;br /&gt;Until they have a past&lt;br /&gt;Playing games&lt;br /&gt;People move so fast&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;If someones got a heart of glass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;Young Love&lt;br /&gt;Never seems to last&lt;br /&gt;Far too young&lt;br /&gt;Until they have a past&lt;br /&gt;One night of love&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more nothing less&lt;br /&gt;One night of love&lt;br /&gt;Has left my heart in a mess&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qz-FoGp3p0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qz-FoGp3p0s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sergio se ha ganado mi aprecio por presentarme esta canción :)&lt;br /&gt;Soy fan de la parte de las manos que cantan jojo siempre lo hago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1468827937288351871?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1468827937288351871/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1468827937288351871' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1468827937288351871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1468827937288351871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/young-love-mystery-jets-if-i-only-knew.html' title='One night of love, nothing more nothing less...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-509274228947607020</id><published>2008-06-24T20:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T17:19:09.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF??'/><title type='text'>Ammmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Tlaxcala es un estado?? Naaah, no es cierto"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta donde hemos llegado?? ·_·&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-509274228947607020?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/509274228947607020/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=509274228947607020' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/509274228947607020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/509274228947607020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/tlaxcala-es-un-estado-naaah-no-es.html' title='Ammmm...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3046429331090347523</id><published>2008-06-24T20:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:34:38.450-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Lalalalalala</title><content type='html'>Esto de haberme comprometido a escribir más seguido no le deja cosas buenas a mi cabeza.. Digo, estaría perfectamente bien si supiera al menos que quiero decir, pero no lo se..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora soy una triste alma atormentada que busca de ideas para postear algo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3046429331090347523?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3046429331090347523/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3046429331090347523' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3046429331090347523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3046429331090347523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/esto-de-haberme-comprometido-escribir.html' title='Lalalalalala'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1520197619719712642</id><published>2008-06-22T15:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T16:01:52.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot Chip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cribs'/><title type='text'>I almost peed myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bcendon.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/css.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.bcendon.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/03/css.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lastfm.es/event/654150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 de septiembre: CSS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.musichallofwilliamsburg.com/u/i/4/bf2d2cbf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.musichallofwilliamsburg.com/u/i/4/bf2d2cbf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lastfm.es/event/666881"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 de septiembre: The Cribs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.villagevoice.com/blogs/statusainthood/hotchip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.villagevoice.com/blogs/statusainthood/hotchip.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lastfm.es/event/662499"&gt;27 de noviembre: Hot Chip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y los que faltan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1520197619719712642?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1520197619719712642/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1520197619719712642' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1520197619719712642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1520197619719712642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-almost-peed-myself-12-de-septiembre.html' title='I almost peed myself'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8413273013225891830</id><published>2008-06-18T21:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T22:08:48.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oasis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Come on! Turn up the sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);" href="http://www.lastfm.es/event/659451"&gt;Oasis regresa&lt;/a&gt; a México&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00092/Ed_imgOASIS_92126a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00092/Ed_imgOASIS_92126a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y todos nos regocijamos :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8413273013225891830?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8413273013225891830/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8413273013225891830' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8413273013225891830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8413273013225891830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/come-on-turn-up-sun.html' title='Come on! Turn up the sun!'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1862201655167319989</id><published>2008-06-18T21:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:51:39.230-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma y Camila'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra al volante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Never see you coming around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A petición popular (de una sola persona jaja), he accesado a Blogger para actualizar mi abandonado blog :) No hay mucho que contar... Sobreviví a los finales y pasé todas mis materias (yay!), y estaría muy feliz con mi promedio si no fuera por una $%&amp;amp;"·$ calificación. Fuera de eso todo ha seguido prácticamente igual.. Emma sigue mordiendo a Camila, Camila sigue lamiendo a Emma...&lt;br /&gt;Ah! entré a hacer prácticas profesionales en el verano :) y estoy muy inspirada por ello (cosa que no tiene que ver en absoluto con que me hayan dado una MacBook recien desempacada y pueda viajar en un Audi por la ciudad jajaja), porque no pasaré dos meses viendo la T.V. y sentada frente a la compu... bueno si, pero ahora será sólo un rato por las tardes :)&lt;br /&gt;En otras noticias, al parecer (por fin) tendré auto. Falta que mi hermano lo suelte y será mio ojojojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso es todo por hoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero ya no dejar tan abandonado esto :P será mi propósito de verano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.D. Aaaaah!! desde mi cuarto se ve la luna :)&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/4982003854707298388-1862201655167319989?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1862201655167319989/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1862201655167319989' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1862201655167319989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1862201655167319989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/06/never-see-you-coming-around.html' title='Never see you coming around...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1010578404813760356</id><published>2008-05-24T10:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:23.941-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumples'/><title type='text'>Crónica de una muerte piñatesca anunciada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1TdL3eyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AuDR0TKRdM/s1600-h/Pyrite+B-day+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1TdL3eyI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AuDR0TKRdM/s320/Pyrite+B-day+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203967977794796322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1atL3ezI/AAAAAAAAAEo/n9LDNOcZMoM/s1600-h/n502134886_408837_899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1atL3ezI/AAAAAAAAAEo/n9LDNOcZMoM/s320/n502134886_408837_899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203968102348847922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1f9L3e0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NwEQOmRnMP8/s1600-h/n502134886_408845_6899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/SDg1f9L3e0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/NwEQOmRnMP8/s320/n502134886_408845_6899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203968192543161154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que conste que no fue mi idea vestime con los residuos de la piñata :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1010578404813760356?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1010578404813760356/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1010578404813760356' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1010578404813760356'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3118903662888180143</id><published>2008-04-25T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T20:45:34.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything... nothing at all...</title><content type='html'>I don't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3118903662888180143?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3118903662888180143/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3118903662888180143' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3118903662888180143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3118903662888180143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/04/everything-nothing-at-all.html' title='Everything... nothing at all...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3357884813991541981</id><published>2008-03-24T15:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:24.075-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Ten years ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R-gXKAJnVyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/T6gFhDd446U/s1600-h/tiketoasis+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R-gXKAJnVyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/T6gFhDd446U/s400/tiketoasis+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181416831896213282" 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/4982003854707298388-3357884813991541981?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3357884813991541981/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3357884813991541981' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3357884813991541981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3357884813991541981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/03/ten-years-ago.html' title='Ten years ago...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R-gXKAJnVyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/T6gFhDd446U/s72-c/tiketoasis+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3349697385395563996</id><published>2008-03-18T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T07:48:35.098-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WAAAAAAAAALL·E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/09/28/wall-e-poster-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/09/28/wall-e-poster-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta cute, pero sigo pensando que se parece a E.T. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3349697385395563996?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3349697385395563996/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3349697385395563996' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3349697385395563996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3349697385395563996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/03/waaaaaaaaalle.html' title='WAAAAAAAAALL·E'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3664648581611772572</id><published>2008-03-18T22:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:08:23.307-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No crean que me decidí a updatear mi siempre abandonado blog porque tengo algo interesante que decir... let's face it, mi vida es aburrida :) y así me gusta :)&lt;br /&gt;Solo updateo porque por ahí me han llegado amenazas de un cierto personaje residente de Alemania de que leerá este blog... sabran ustedes porque quiere hacer tal cosa, pero bueno...&lt;br /&gt;Escribo esto para decirle: told you so, this blog sucks! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eso es todo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3664648581611772572?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3664648581611772572/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3664648581611772572' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3664648581611772572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3664648581611772572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-crean-que-me-decid-updatear-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1268958810738485712</id><published>2008-02-25T18:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T18:58:41.837-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Porque no debes comer sin plato</title><content type='html'>puedes terminar con un pedazo de pollo en la bolsa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1268958810738485712?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1268958810738485712/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1268958810738485712' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1268958810738485712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1268958810738485712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/02/porque-no-debes-comer-sin-plato.html' title='Porque no debes comer sin plato'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6166927232509424684</id><published>2008-01-25T23:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:47:28.128-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>vale boiler</title><content type='html'>ñam ñam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6166927232509424684?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6166927232509424684/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6166927232509424684' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6166927232509424684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6166927232509424684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/01/vale-boiler.html' title='vale boiler'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2192585047755989008</id><published>2008-01-23T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:21:26.390-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Of Montreal'/><title type='text'>didn't it seem like you were only playing with me...</title><content type='html'>"Girl from NYC (Named Julia)" - Of Montreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I'm such a vulnerable lad&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to protect me&lt;br /&gt;from your world so bright and full of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and sank my head into the pillow&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and try to hear it again,&lt;br /&gt;to hear you laughing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried in a dream&lt;br /&gt;I was staying at your place,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to talk about it over breakfast&lt;br /&gt;but you made a joke out of it&lt;br /&gt;and i never told you why&lt;br /&gt;my my my didn't it seem like you were only playing with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote you a letter on the flight home&lt;br /&gt;which evolved into a love poem&lt;br /&gt;so of course I couldn't send it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried in a dream&lt;br /&gt;I was staying at your place&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a vulnerable lad&lt;br /&gt;with nothing to protect me from your world&lt;br /&gt;so bright and full of laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2192585047755989008?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2192585047755989008/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2192585047755989008' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2192585047755989008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2192585047755989008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/01/didnt-it-seem-like-you-were-only.html' title='didn&apos;t it seem like you were only playing with me...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1858503816839282488</id><published>2008-01-09T15:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:27:27.740-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adios al 2007'/><title type='text'>Top Albums 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51609xbg72L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51609xbg72L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sky Blue Sky" - Wilco&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://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51nANC23dbL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51nANC23dbL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Neon Bible" - The Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51F3ig8lYGL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51F3ig8lYGL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mirrored" - Battles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61RC2UIk5pL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61RC2UIk5pL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Flying Club Cup" - Beirut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51aAgVwLzKL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51aAgVwLzKL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night Falls Over Kortedala" - Jens Lekman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61n1I-qW0qL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61n1I-qW0qL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In Rainbows" - Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61q%2BXWyKzxL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61q%2BXWyKzxL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Stage Names" - Okkervil River&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41-eEfNP6gL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41-eEfNP6gL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"23" - Blonde Redhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DoK6EFIpL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51DoK6EFIpL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Boxer" - The National&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61QVXx781FL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61QVXx781FL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Myths Of The Near Future" - Klaxons&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/4982003854707298388-1858503816839282488?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1858503816839282488/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1858503816839282488' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1858503816839282488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1858503816839282488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2008/01/top-albums-2007.html' title='Top Albums 2007'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4477952757602153049</id><published>2007-12-31T11:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:27.796-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adios al 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyrite love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siempre que llega el final de año te pones a pensar respecto a todo lo sucedido en los últimos doce meses, por lo que los recuentos y conteos no son nada nuevo. En este blog tampoco pueden faltar (digo, es lo mínimo que puedo hacer luego de mis extensas ausencias :P). Por ahora comenzaré por agradecer todo lo que el 2007 me trajo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El glorioso final de la serie Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elpais.com/recorte/20070329elpepucul_2/XLCO/Ies/20070329elpepucul_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.elpais.com/recorte/20070329elpepucul_2/XLCO/Ies/20070329elpepucul_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Arizona xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kvMbGcd5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/yLGZ7chzqNA/s1600-h/1028474266_aaf8998d4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kvMbGcd5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/yLGZ7chzqNA/s320/1028474266_aaf8998d4f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150199539354597266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beirut ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kvlLGcd6I/AAAAAAAAABY/kbBJJ6UBCwg/s1600-h/zach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kvlLGcd6I/AAAAAAAAABY/kbBJJ6UBCwg/s320/zach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150199964556359586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay de Manzana :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kv2LGcd7I/AAAAAAAAABg/XG41CHLqZEw/s1600-h/applepieslice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kv2LGcd7I/AAAAAAAAABg/XG41CHLqZEw/s320/applepieslice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150200256614135730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pyrites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.globalcrystals.com/images/pyrite_octahedrons1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.globalcrystals.com/images/pyrite_octahedrons1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloc Party (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dimmak.com/blocparty/images/bp-mean-may05-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.dimmak.com/blocparty/images/bp-mean-may05-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis (twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://panther1.last.fm/proposedimages/original/6/1252/520400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://panther1.last.fm/proposedimages/original/6/1252/520400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpol ♥ (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kw3rGcd8I/AAAAAAAAABo/SUqfzYv_T4A/s1600-h/ucp8-008-MF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kw3rGcd8I/AAAAAAAAABo/SUqfzYv_T4A/s320/ucp8-008-MF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150201381895567298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keane (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yamaha.com/publications/allaccess/Winter2006/images/Keane_inset_AA_Winter06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.yamaha.com/publications/allaccess/Winter2006/images/Keane_inset_AA_Winter06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hipersonica.com/images/daft_punk_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.hipersonica.com/images/daft_punk_main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles de meetings y demasiado alcohol de por medio xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5w7GceII/AAAAAAAAADI/EEaHDA_KVUg/s1600-h/IM000080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5w7GceII/AAAAAAAAADI/EEaHDA_KVUg/s320/IM000080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150211161536100482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5KLGceFI/AAAAAAAAACw/jR731I32rQ4/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5KLGceFI/AAAAAAAAACw/jR731I32rQ4/s320/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150210495816169554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k65LGceMI/AAAAAAAAADo/Tc-P9UXFBK4/s1600-h/01092007253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k65LGceMI/AAAAAAAAADo/Tc-P9UXFBK4/s320/01092007253.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150212402781649090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6_7GceNI/AAAAAAAAADw/sx48Qrxgxak/s1600-h/DSC04818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6_7GceNI/AAAAAAAAADw/sx48Qrxgxak/s320/DSC04818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150212518745766098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6DrGceJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/42tL1r-ASRM/s1600-h/WP49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6DrGceJI/AAAAAAAAADQ/42tL1r-ASRM/s320/WP49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150211483658647698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5iLGceHI/AAAAAAAAADA/_jSzdTGWSKs/s1600-h/CIMG1254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5iLGceHI/AAAAAAAAADA/_jSzdTGWSKs/s320/CIMG1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150210908133030002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5R7GceGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_uxlLivDY28/s1600-h/Cumple+Diana+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k5R7GceGI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_uxlLivDY28/s320/Cumple+Diana+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150210628960155746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6NrGceKI/AAAAAAAAADY/g4mHevdAtwA/s1600-h/2gMPjN175545-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6NrGceKI/AAAAAAAAADY/g4mHevdAtwA/s320/2gMPjN175545-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150211655457339554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6Y7GceLI/AAAAAAAAADg/XS_9C1NP0pc/s1600-h/V7Y6dI688697-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k6Y7GceLI/AAAAAAAAADg/XS_9C1NP0pc/s320/V7Y6dI688697-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150211848730867890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cleopapa ♥ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k8frGceOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/87MV6INt_Cg/s1600-h/Jorge+Pirita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3k8frGceOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/87MV6INt_Cg/s320/Jorge+Pirita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150214163718240482" 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/4982003854707298388-4477952757602153049?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4477952757602153049/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4477952757602153049' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4477952757602153049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4477952757602153049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/12/siempre-que-llega-el-final-de-ao-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/R3kvMbGcd5I/AAAAAAAAABQ/yLGZ7chzqNA/s72-c/1028474266_aaf8998d4f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4464915172230798901</id><published>2007-12-25T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:39:34.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adios al 2007'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Un semestre mas se fue :( Y no es que me sienta mal por pasar materias (lol) pero siempre me da una mini-depresión al terminar cada semestre. A diferencia de otras ocasiones, esta vez tengo un gran motivo por el cual alegrarme: saqué 10 final en Economía III. Podrá parecer poca cosa, pero para aquellos que recuerdan &lt;a href="http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/part-one-just-beginning.html"&gt;mi historia&lt;/a&gt; con esta materia, espero que lo vean como lo que realmente es: algo prácticamente imposible, pero alcanzable :P Tuve buenas calificaciones en mis demás materias, pero esto no será sobrepasado en un buen rato :)&lt;br /&gt;Pasando a otro tema, sigo con la dificil tarea de elegir los mejores discos del año. Me falta re-escuchar algunos, así que espero tener la lista oficial antes de que se termine el año :) Pero puedo decirles que ya tengo fácilmente 6 que estarán en la lista final, y que todos son muuy buenos&lt;br /&gt;Y, por cierto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;¡FELIZ NAVIDAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://storage.msn.com/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_w7F3V7wzgOJOgs3G5iWuvvUljOoYUL34peNW539DR-mbfhtLekvtBx5pixZoU-TFacUdlK1pNErLgK3fmAfGoucBzv6KhPPd2_QSCD-Lcw09bfZZLnabuLzmYZi2xkm-8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://storage.msn.com/x1pNWjjkHJ3o_w7F3V7wzgOJOgs3G5iWuvvUljOoYUL34peNW539DR-mbfhtLekvtBx5pixZoU-TFacUdlK1pNErLgK3fmAfGoucBzv6KhPPd2_QSCD-Lcw09bfZZLnabuLzmYZi2xkm-8" alt="" 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/4982003854707298388-4464915172230798901?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4464915172230798901/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4464915172230798901' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4464915172230798901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4464915172230798901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/12/un-semestre-mas-se-fue-y-no-es-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1662901639303153839</id><published>2007-12-25T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:21:01.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beirut'/><title type='text'>What melody will see him in my arms again?</title><content type='html'>"Cliquot" - Beirut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A plague in the workhouse, a plague on the poor&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll beat on my drum 'til I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a fever, tomorrow, St. Peter&lt;br /&gt;I'll beat on my drum until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what melody will lead my lover from his bed?&lt;br /&gt;What melody will see him in my arms again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set fire to foundation and burn out the station&lt;br /&gt;You'll never get nothing of mine&lt;br /&gt;The pane of my window will flicker and billow&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave a stitching behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing of the walls of the well and the house at the top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing of the bottles of wine that we left on our old windowsill&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing of the years you will spend getting sadder and older&lt;br /&gt;Oh love, and the cold, the oncoming cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1662901639303153839?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1662901639303153839/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1662901639303153839' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1662901639303153839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1662901639303153839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-melody-will-see-him-in-my-arms.html' title='What melody will see him in my arms again?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-5390840385940417274</id><published>2007-12-14T22:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T19:40:03.903-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adios al 2007'/><title type='text'>Well it's been a long time, long time now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hacía uuuuu (así como ud. lo lee) que no posteaba, así que precisamente hoy que no tengo tiempo de actualizar mi siempre abandonado blog, me decidí a pasar aunque sea a demostrar que sigo con vida. De entre las pocas cosas interesantes que me han pasado en el ultimo mes, dejenme platicartes (claro, si es que alguien aún lee esto) que ya hice 3 de mis 5 finales. Saqué 9 final en Proceso Político (lo triste es que de haber querido, habría tenido 10 -_-), 7 en Historia (larga historia :/) y 85 en mi final de IPE, por lo que ahora solo me tengo que preocupar por los finales de Economía III (que se viene el próximo lunes) y Estadística II (el miercoles próximo). Dentro de lo que cabe creo que no ando taaan perdida (sobre todo en economía, dada mi historia pasada), pero aún así estoy un poco (por no decir excesivamente) estresada porque no quiero reprobar ni una materia, y estoy 4 días de lograrlo.&lt;br /&gt;En otras noticas, mi casa ha vuelto a ser víctima de una exhaustiva remodelación. Esta vez fue el turno (again) del patio... el piso del patio para ser exactos. Al parecer la cocina tendrá que esperar al próximo año, al igual que el depto. También les cuento que estoy dentro de la laboriosa y dificilísima tarea de determinar los mejores discos del año. Tengo una lista bastante amplia, asi que espero tener algo de cerebro aún para cuando terminen mis finales y podre así llegar a una lista decente y ampliamente recomendada.&lt;br /&gt;Creo que es todo lo que tengo que decir por ahora... Eso y que creo que me estoy enfermando :(&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/4982003854707298388-5390840385940417274?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5390840385940417274/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=5390840385940417274' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5390840385940417274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5390840385940417274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/12/haca-uuuuu-as-como-ud.html' title='Well it&apos;s been a long time, long time now...'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7119625321700138112</id><published>2007-11-17T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T15:58:54.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, updatearé rápido :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone (creo que he comenzado demasiados post de esta forma) que debería estar terminando mi outline del ensayo de IPE para mañana poder hacerlo como el Demiurgo manda, pero heme aqui, intentando "desestresarme" un poco a ver si así la vena que tengo en el cuello y que está saltando en este momento se pone en paz. Ya fue mi examen de Historia, el de Estadística se cambió para el próximo miércoles y ya pasó el de Proceso también. Se supone que después del jueves recuperaré mi vida al menos hasta el 6 de diciembre, que es mi último día de claeses en mi moribundo 5° semestre. A partir de entonces es necesario iniciar con repasos intensivos para 5 exámenes finales que parece estarán aun más perros que el clásico estilo ITAM. Por ahora, ya solo me falta un parcial y un ensayo (thanks god!) y un mocumentary para IPE del que no hemos grabado ni una toma XD pero que ya está en proceso de realización. Ya tengo mis fechas de los finales y parecen estar relativamente bien. Lo único que me deprime un poco es que tengo final de IPE el 13, lease, un día después del cumple de Jorge -_-. Aún no se como lidiar con eso :/ Fuera de eso, todo ha estado bien. Travis fue genial :) un día de estos escribiré de ese gran concierto&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/4982003854707298388-7119625321700138112?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7119625321700138112/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7119625321700138112' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7119625321700138112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7119625321700138112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/11/ok-updatear-rpido-p-se-supone-creo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6506143487727822284</id><published>2007-11-02T16:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:06:19.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daft Punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>It might not be the right time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/1813426266_3bfe8a9e97_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2317/1813426266_3bfe8a9e97_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nunca había estado por error en un mejor lugar que el 31 de octubre de 2007 (que profundo n_n)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6506143487727822284?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6506143487727822284/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6506143487727822284' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6506143487727822284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6506143487727822284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-might-not-be-right-time.html' title='It might not be the right time'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6514067500192004951</id><published>2007-11-02T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T16:00:36.148-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Wait 'til the stars come out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;En realidad no hay mucho que contar fuera del glorioso setlist de Interpol. Ese día, como muchos de ustedes ya sabían, tenía yo examen de Eco a las 7 am. Así que salí de mi casa por ahí de las 6:15 am y me dirigí al ITAM. Me encontré en el pasillo a Sol y Luis Fer, y luego a Karen. El nerviosismo del segundo parcial se sentía en el aire para estudiantes de Eco III y IV. A las 7:15 comenzó mi examen y para mi sorpresa, terminé por ahí de las 8:50 (primera vez que termino antes de que se acabe el tiempo) Después de lágrimas, traumas y miedos expresados en el pasillo y entrada de la escuela, fui con mi equipo de IPE a desayunar y de ahí a ver que onda con lo del video que tenemos que entregar a finales del semestre. Ya había quedado con Jorge de que nos íbamos juntos al Manifest dado que mis codos hermanos no habían comprado boleto. Total que estuvimos viendo lo del outline del video y Jorge quedó de pasar por mi a Loreto a las 4. Salimos de ahí como a las 5 pm y luego de perdernos llegamos a Santa Fe cuando Jumbo estaba en el pleno. Luego de conocer como a 20 de los amigos de Jorge, fuimos a hacer fila para las chelas. Dos horas después y 10 grados menos estabamos viendo a The Rapture XD ajajaja pero todo sea por la chela :) De ahí fuimos, a petición de Jorge, a ver a The Horrors. Debo admitir que, a pesar de no ser fan de ellos ni mucho menos, tocaron muy bien. Luego de hacer ooootra fila porque querían aun mas cerveza nos dirigimos al otro escenario para poder ver a Interpol. A partir de ese momento el frío importó poco y también el hecho de estar muuy lejos del escenario. Las primeras notas de Pioneer casi me hacen llorar y ni que decir de el riff inicial de Obstacle 1 (creo que pobre Rafa casi queda sordo por mis gritos ajajajaja) De ahí vino C'mere (o NARC??) y para entonces ya estaba yo toda ida. Uno de los momentos que más esperaba era Mammoth, con la que había estado obsesionada en las últimas semanas y no me decepcionó. Después vino Take You On A Cruise y juro que casi muerooo! fue perfecta y el momento fue perfecto ♥ No recuerdo bien el orden exacto del setlist. Lo que si es que entre mis momentos favoritos estuveron Say Hello, No I, Heinrich, Scale, Not Even Jail (aaaaaaaaaaah!) y Stella. Salímos de ahí como a las 11 pm y llegué a mi casa como a las 2 am y la emoción aun no se iba :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setlist (pirateado del foro oficial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer&lt;br /&gt;Obstacle 1&lt;br /&gt;NARC&lt;br /&gt;Cmere&lt;br /&gt;SHTTA&lt;br /&gt;Scale&lt;br /&gt;Mammoth&lt;br /&gt;Cruise&lt;br /&gt;Slow Hands&lt;br /&gt;No I in Threesome&lt;br /&gt;Rest My Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;The Heinrich Maneuver&lt;br /&gt;Evil&lt;br /&gt;Not Even Jail&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Untitled&lt;br /&gt;Stella&lt;br /&gt;PDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://therabidglow.5.forumer.com/index.php?showtopic=1530&amp;amp;hl="&gt;click me for pics&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/4982003854707298388-6514067500192004951?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6514067500192004951/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6514067500192004951' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6514067500192004951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6514067500192004951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/11/wait-till-stars-come-out.html' title='Wait &apos;til the stars come out'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7373416137506845757</id><published>2007-10-23T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:34:23.331-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Give some meaning to the means</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una de las cosas maravillosas de la universidad es que nunca sabes que pasará. Y no solo por aquello de los controles sorpresa o de que a un maestro se le hinche y decida que es bueno dar solo una semana para hacer un ensayo. También están esos pequeños placeres de la vida llamado exámenes, de los que ninguno de nosotros se libra (a menos que estudien en la Unitec o algó así, que me imagino que sus exámenes de Economía no les llegan ni a los talones a mis laboratorios)&lt;br /&gt;Pero siempre hay algo a lo que puedes aferrarte. En mi caso esto es el Manifest, donde, al fin!, volveré a ver a Interpol luego de dos años de aquel glorioso concierto en el WTC. También se viene ya el regreso de Travis al Salón 21. Todo esto viene a que precisamente hoy que estaba especialmente feliz me di cuenta de la triste y cruel realidad que me persigue y que, al parecer, me perseguirá en lo que queda de mi quinto semestre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martes 13 de noviembre - Segundo parcial de Historia Socio-Política&lt;br /&gt;Miercoles 14 de noviembre - Tercer parcial de Estadística II&lt;br /&gt;Jueves 15 de noviembre - Segundo Parcial de Proceso Político&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y también, al parecer, mi segundo ensayo de IPE será para el mismo martes 13. Si me buscan el jueves 15, seguramente estaré en cuidados intensivos por la escacez de material encefálico&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/4982003854707298388-7373416137506845757?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7373416137506845757/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7373416137506845757' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7373416137506845757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7373416137506845757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/give-some-meaning-to-means.html' title='Give some meaning to the means'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7194228880180890325</id><published>2007-10-18T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T20:43:44.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>Souvenirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; el siguiente post contiene alto contenido de referencias matemáticas, filosóficas, temas relacionados con relaciones internacionales y chistes locales. Si no entiendes algo, postea tu pregunta XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frases y conversaciones de la semana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sol: "Le pones ketchup a los tacos?? Creo que aumentaste un nivel de weirdness"&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: "Gracias! es que sirve como lubricante..."&lt;br /&gt;Daniela: "Ya se que regalarte en tu noche de bodaaas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "Uno de los poderes que el gobierno central tiene pero que debe ser ratificado por el Congreso es gravar embarcaciones extranjeras de todo tipo. Un impuesto de este tipo es la TUA"&lt;br /&gt;Itzel: "Y eso que es??"&lt;br /&gt;Sandra: "Tarifa Única Aviar?? XD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "Uno de los derechos del acusado es el de terminar un interrogatorio unilateralmente"&lt;br /&gt;Alumna Brillante #1: "O sea, como?? Sólo te interroga uno??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "El filibustero es aquel senador que habla tanto como se lo permita su cuerpo. Es un arma política para detener la actividad legislativa. Luego de su uso excesivo en el siglo XIX, en 1917 se buscó limitarlos..."&lt;br /&gt;Sol: "O sea, en el siglo XX??" (ajajaj lo siento Sol! pero fue buenisisima estaaa!)&lt;br /&gt;Itzel: "Como?? Filigustero??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "Un legislador puede trabajar de dos maneras: como fideicomisario, o sea actuar de acuerdo a lo que el cree que está bien, y como trustee..."&lt;br /&gt;Karen: "Trustee??... Eso suena como a Krusty, no??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "Las iniciativas de ley propuestas por un miembro del Congreso tienen que pasar por ambas Cámaras. El speaker de la Cámara de Representantes decidé a que comité enviarlas y este a su vez lo envía a un subcomité para luego reportarlas"&lt;br /&gt;Alumna Brillante #2: "O sea, el speaker enviaría una ley a... no se... el Comité de Bosques y de ahí se iría a... el Subcomité de Pinos??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof.: "Entonces los que estaban haciendo la Constitución dijeron 'Uhhhhhh! Está reaburridooo!'"&lt;br /&gt;Sandra e Itzel: "Como?? o_0??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumna Brillante #3: "1823: Estados Unidos enuncia la Doctrina Monroy"&lt;br /&gt;Sandra e Itzel: "Chale... -__-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alumno Brillante #1: "Gran Betraña" (es necesario decir mas??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monito #1: "Te quiero a la n!" (lease, n factorial)&lt;br /&gt;Monita #1: "Awwww!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. de portugués: "Quarto p/ babá e quarto para babá"&lt;br /&gt;Mariano: "Quién es babá??"&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/4982003854707298388-7194228880180890325?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7194228880180890325/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7194228880180890325' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7194228880180890325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7194228880180890325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/warning-el-siguiente-post-contiene-alto.html' title='Souvenirs'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2926269846517272450</id><published>2007-10-16T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T17:54:39.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>Like groupies with cameras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luego de una eterna espera, hoy, al fin, Duncan se dignó en darnos la calificación del primer ensayo de IPE. No esperaba un 9 ni mucho menos (considerando las experiencias de sus alumnos anteriores, uno de los cuales nos platicó que sacó 0 -lease, cero- en uno de los ensayos) y al parecer no era yo la única, así que la primera hora y media de clase transcurrió en un salón súmamente tenso y estresado. Total que en el descanso todos se aperraron sobre el pobre bonche de ensayos para encontrar el suyo. Para suerte de muchos, la calificación (como la ponía Robinson) estaba hasta el final, así que nadie pasó verguenza. Dentro de lo que esperamos nos fue bastante bien. Saqué 82, Itzel 80 y Dany 75, así que pudimos disfrutar la segunda parte de la clase (uuuy, si!) viendo Commanding Heights (ja!).&lt;br /&gt;En otras noticas, el Cow Parade hizo su entrada pseudo-triunfal en mi querida U, y digo pseudo-triunfal porque solo son 6 vacas -__- Pero he de admitir que estan bonitas y le dan color al Partenón :) Intenté hurtar una, pero era demasiado grande :( así que me tuve que conformar con que Dany les tomó fotos. Esperaré a que me las pase para postearlas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2926269846517272450?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2926269846517272450/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2926269846517272450' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2926269846517272450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2926269846517272450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/like-groupies-with-cameras.html' title='Like groupies with cameras'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4331274095278528524</id><published>2007-10-14T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:28.292-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>You start at the edge and you end on the throne.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RxJMzFuCTSI/AAAAAAAAABI/AcUiHRzUejw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RxJMzFuCTSI/AAAAAAAAABI/AcUiHRzUejw/s400/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121240166865980706" 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/4982003854707298388-4331274095278528524?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4331274095278528524/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4331274095278528524' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4331274095278528524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4331274095278528524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-start-at-edge-and-you-end-on-throne.html' title='You start at the edge and you end on the throne.'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RxJMzFuCTSI/AAAAAAAAABI/AcUiHRzUejw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-867183593978010038</id><published>2007-10-14T01:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:47:52.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis'/><title type='text'>Is it over?</title><content type='html'>"Luv" - Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What's so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why the face so long&lt;br /&gt;Is it over?&lt;br /&gt;And where you going that&lt;br /&gt;You no longer belong here?&lt;br /&gt;And distance tells you that&lt;br /&gt;Distance must come between love&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been Luv?&lt;br /&gt;When the mistake we made&lt;br /&gt;Was in never having planned to fall in love, Luv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing this song&lt;br /&gt;Singing along&lt;br /&gt;Makes it easier for me to see you go&lt;br /&gt;But in doing so&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting you go&lt;br /&gt;It only serves to show me&lt;br /&gt;That I'm still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's so wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Why the face?&lt;br /&gt;So long&lt;br /&gt;Are you changing?&lt;br /&gt;And where you been to that&lt;br /&gt;You no longer remember?&lt;br /&gt;And distance tells you that&lt;br /&gt;Distance must come between love&lt;br /&gt;Where have you been Luv?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the chance we took&lt;br /&gt;Having never planned to fall in love, Luv&lt;br /&gt;Luv&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/4982003854707298388-867183593978010038?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/867183593978010038/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=867183593978010038' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/867183593978010038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/867183593978010038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-it-over.html' title='Is it over?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8143157464361910699</id><published>2007-10-09T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:32:31.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Habemus Mierda</title><content type='html'>No es que sea tarde ni mucho menos, es que &lt;a href="http://habemusmierda.blogspot.com/"&gt;este blog&lt;/a&gt; es la neta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos a su genial autor, Joyrider&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8143157464361910699?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8143157464361910699/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8143157464361910699' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8143157464361910699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8143157464361910699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/habemus-mierda.html' title='Habemus Mierda'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3958249838401833168</id><published>2007-10-07T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T18:17:16.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cos friends don't waste wine when there's words to sell</title><content type='html'>Vodka + Cerveza + Viña = x_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3958249838401833168?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3958249838401833168/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3958249838401833168' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3958249838401833168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3958249838401833168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/cos-friends-dont-waste-wine-when-theres.html' title='&apos;Cos friends don&apos;t waste wine when there&apos;s words to sell'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-65967163296337181</id><published>2007-10-05T13:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:08:35.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I still remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/Dibujo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/Dibujo2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jajaja como 2 años después de que lo prometí, pero por fin está aqui el Elmo al que le dimos en la madre en mi 20vo. cumpleaños XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-65967163296337181?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/65967163296337181/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=65967163296337181' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/65967163296337181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/65967163296337181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-still-remember.html' title='I still remember'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7201991755273567460</id><published>2007-10-02T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:40:56.717-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>I've got no claims to your crown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si, soy una drama queen, pero que más quieren de mi cuando mis exámenes son horribles y en escasas ocasiones me siento lo suficientemente bien preparada para encararlos?? Todo esto viene a que auguraba un 1.7 en Estadística y resultó que saqué 8.2 XD por lo que mi 7.4 en Historia Socio-Política no supo taan mal, sobre todo si consideramos que tuve que hacer un ensayo y 4 exámenes en una semana, gracias. Ahora solo falta la calificación de mi ensayo de Duncan (desgraciado, no nos va a dar clase en dos semanas -_-) y de mi primer parcial de Hazel (espero que me lo de el jueves!)&lt;br /&gt;No hay más noticias por aca :(&lt;br /&gt;Solo que mañana es el concierto de Bright Eyes, y si, no voy a ir :( Me perderé a Connor sobre el glorioso escenario del Salón 21 (que Cuervo ni que madres)&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/4982003854707298388-7201991755273567460?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7201991755273567460/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7201991755273567460' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7201991755273567460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7201991755273567460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-got-no-claims-to-your-crown.html' title='I&apos;ve got no claims to your crown'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2500897358247118026</id><published>2007-10-01T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T12:14:25.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Secret Machines'/><title type='text'>How could I forgive and just forget?</title><content type='html'>"All At Once (It's Not Important" - The Secret Machines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the sun there is a light&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling light, but I can't move&lt;br /&gt;My heart's still in a crescent veil&lt;br /&gt;A watchful haze in the rushing night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silver studded torn and tattered gown&lt;br /&gt;She ruled the room and I just stared&lt;br /&gt;A warning roaring miles above&lt;br /&gt;Hanging over a worn-out night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though the words we spoke were few&lt;br /&gt;We were feeling something strange&lt;br /&gt;I swear I thought you knew&lt;br /&gt;You said "Darling, how could you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember back when we first met&lt;br /&gt;It don't mean much&lt;br /&gt;All those things you said, you never meant&lt;br /&gt;How could I forgive and just forget?&lt;br /&gt;And all that time we spent I swear we wasted&lt;br /&gt;It don't mean much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all at once it's not important&lt;br /&gt;What fell in place just falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Again, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Not having, I can only hope&lt;br /&gt;It's only time and you know I'll wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause then it's like when we first met&lt;br /&gt;It don't mean much&lt;br /&gt;All those things I said, I never meant&lt;br /&gt;But how could you forgive and just forget?&lt;br /&gt;And all that time we spent we said we wasted&lt;br /&gt;It don't mean much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2500897358247118026?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2500897358247118026/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2500897358247118026' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2500897358247118026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2500897358247118026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/10/how-could-i-forgive-and-just-forget.html' title='How could I forgive and just forget?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8541463807511559343</id><published>2007-09-29T01:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:37:06.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I just question our modern needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Piritaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8541463807511559343?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8541463807511559343/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8541463807511559343' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8541463807511559343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8541463807511559343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-just-question-our-modern-needs.html' title='I just question our modern needs'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-5259239952793986261</id><published>2007-09-25T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:41:26.448-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloc Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Motion keeps my heart from beating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Técnicamente tendría que estar leyendo el kilo de lecturas que tengo para Hazel, pero como ya mencioné (ver el post de abajo XD) me duele la cabeza. En realidad no hay mucho que contar (cuando dejaré de decir eso?) Solo que saqué 8 en Eco III (danceguy!) y que aún no me dan calificaciones de todos mis otros exámenes y/o parciales -_- y por eso hoy día odio al mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En otras noticias, si, seguro ya sabían, ya fue el concierto de Bloc Party. No estuvo taan bueno como el de hace un año en el salón 21 (Dios bendiga &lt;a href="http://sanddeep.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-make-my-world-spin-around.html"&gt;ese glorioso 8 de agosto&lt;/a&gt;) pero estuvo muy bueno n_n Arturo y yo estabamos como locos desesperados cantando y brincando a escasas filas de la banda y salimos felices n_n Lo único que me hizo pensar "Ah, que idiotas somos" fue que, como no se terminaron los boletos, pasaron a TODOS los que habían comprado más baratos que los nuestros a los balconeees! incluidos mis hermanos, los muy desgraciadoos! Así que Arturo y yo pagamos $470 y mis hermanos $250 y estábamos a 20 filas de distancia, gracias :( Pero no importa u_u lo superaré un dia de estos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! y ya tengo mi precioso y muy ansiado boleto de Travis (yeah, again!) ojojojojo así que si me buscan el 9 de noviembre, estaré en el Salón 21 al borde de las lágrimas :)&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;Creo que hoy me estrellé con CheeseGuy y ni cuenta me di XD seguía idiotizada por los tight-fitting pants XD&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/4982003854707298388-5259239952793986261?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5259239952793986261/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=5259239952793986261' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5259239952793986261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5259239952793986261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/motion-keeps-my-heart-from-beating.html' title='Motion keeps my heart from beating'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6895434762056245347</id><published>2007-09-25T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T17:44:12.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's for your own good</title><content type='html'>Me duele la cabeza x_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6895434762056245347?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6895434762056245347/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6895434762056245347' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6895434762056245347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6895434762056245347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-for-your-own-good.html' title='It&apos;s for your own good'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6764439358621775874</id><published>2007-09-14T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:34:59.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Part One (just the beginning)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mañana es uno de los dias que mas temo para este semestre. Mi primer parcial de Economía, al que me deberé enfrentar con un NA aun fresco en mi memoria (mi mega-drama). Pues estudiamos mucho e hicimos muchos exámenes, así que realmente espero que no tengamos mayor problema, pero a ver -_- que con Eco uno nunca sabe.&lt;br /&gt;En otras noticias, hoy tuve uno de esos momentos en que sabes que algo va a pasar y no te habías dado cuenta. Escuchando en iPod de Edgar me di cuenta de que ya en mes y medio vemos a Interpol. Si, aún falta mucho, pero aaaaaaaaah! me emociono de solo pensar lo que será ese 27 de octubre de 2007 n_n&lt;br /&gt;El único problema es todo eso por lo que tengo que pasar para que sea 27 de octubre, incluyendo 2 parciales de Estadística, 2 de Historia Socio-Política, 2 de Economía, segurito otro ensayo y el video de IPE, 2 parciales de Proceso, kilos y kilos de lecturas y mucho, mucho estrés (que ese se sobreentiende) Total, lo único que espero es que los Pols realmente lo valgan. Y no lo dudo :)&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/4982003854707298388-6764439358621775874?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6764439358621775874/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6764439358621775874' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6764439358621775874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6764439358621775874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/part-one-just-beginning.html' title='Part One (just the beginning)'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1619624381986242980</id><published>2007-09-06T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:12:55.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2'/><title type='text'>Is there a time to be a beauty queen?</title><content type='html'>"Miss Sarajevo" - Bono (U2) &amp; Luciano Pavarotti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Is there a time for keeping a distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;A time to turn your eyes away?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for keeping your head down,&lt;br /&gt;For getting on with your day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for kohl and lipstick?&lt;br /&gt;A time for cutting hair?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for high street shopping&lt;br /&gt;To find the right dress to wear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she comes&lt;br /&gt;Heads turn around&lt;br /&gt;Here she comes&lt;br /&gt;To take her crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time to walk for cover?&lt;br /&gt;A time for kiss and tell?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for different colors,&lt;br /&gt;Different names you find it hard to spell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for first communion?&lt;br /&gt;A time for east 17?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time to turn the mecca?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time to be a beauty queen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she comes&lt;br /&gt;Beauty plays the crown&lt;br /&gt;Here she comes&lt;br /&gt;Surreal in her crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dici che il fiume&lt;br /&gt;(You say that the river)&lt;br /&gt;trova la via al mare&lt;br /&gt;(finds the way to the sea)&lt;br /&gt;E come il fiume&lt;br /&gt;(And as the river)&lt;br /&gt;giungerai a me&lt;br /&gt;(you'll come to me)&lt;br /&gt;Oltre i confini&lt;br /&gt;(Beyond the borders)&lt;br /&gt;e le terre assetate&lt;br /&gt;(and the thirsty lands)&lt;br /&gt;Dici che come fiume&lt;br /&gt;(You say that as river)&lt;br /&gt;come fiume&lt;br /&gt;(As river)&lt;br /&gt;L'amore giunger&lt;br /&gt;(Love will come)&lt;br /&gt;L'amore&lt;br /&gt;(Love)&lt;br /&gt;E non so pi pregare&lt;br /&gt;(And I cannot pray anymore)&lt;br /&gt;E nell'amore non so pi sperare&lt;br /&gt;(And I cannot hope in love anymore)&lt;br /&gt;E quell'amore non so pi aspettare&lt;br /&gt;(And I cannot wait for love anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for tying ribbons?&lt;br /&gt;A time for Christmas trees?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a time for laying tables&lt;br /&gt;When the night is set to freeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_0" flashvars="id=0&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYu8WakFmcvInZuUWZyZmLxIDMyU2ah52cyVGcp52c/U2%2520-%2520Miss%2520Sarajevo.rbs&amp;amp;cover=1&amp;crossfader=1&amp;amp;replay=1&amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" height="23" width="180"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1619624381986242980?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1619624381986242980/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1619624381986242980' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1619624381986242980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1619624381986242980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-there-time-to-be-beauty-queen.html' title='Is there a time to be a beauty queen?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7270369030269570201</id><published>2007-09-06T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:04:17.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://labrador.se/photo/press/ahk/big/ahk_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://labrador.se/photo/press/ahk/big/ahk_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-7270369030269570201?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7270369030269570201/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7270369030269570201' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7270369030269570201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7270369030269570201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/current-obsession.html' title='Current Obsession'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7881691193376024230</id><published>2007-09-04T18:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:42:48.220-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>quiz, quiz, quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/keyboard-germs" style="color: #99CC00; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 303px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/keyboard/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 33px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1,707,720&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Many Germs Live On Your Keyboard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/cadaver-calculator" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 395px; height: 184px; padding-top: 121px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/img/bb/body_worth/badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;$4825.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth. From Mingle2 - Free Dating Site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/science-quiz"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://mingle2.com/css/img/science/badges/d.jpg" alt="Mingle2 Free Online Dating - Science Quiz" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background: url('http://mingle2.com/img/bb/outcomes/bg_coffee_quiz.jpg') no-repeat; width: 265px; height: 211px;"&gt;&lt;a style="display: block; text-align: center; padding-top: 167px;  height: 35px; font-size: 16px; font-family: Arial; text-decoration: none; color: #fff;" href="http://mingle2.com/bb/view/how-addicted-to-coffee-are-you"&gt;I am 44% Addicted to Coffee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/zombie-quiz" style="color: #fff; text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 385px; height: 209px; padding-top: 35px; background: url(http://mingle2.com/css/img/zombie/big_badge.jpg) no-repeat; font-family: Times New Roman, sans-serif; font-size: 60px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;"&gt;39%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/g.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mingle&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-7881691193376024230?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7881691193376024230/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7881691193376024230' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7881691193376024230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7881691193376024230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiz-quiz-quiz.html' title='quiz, quiz, quiz'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6909534450455319913</id><published>2007-09-04T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T18:16:45.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloody ITAM ##$$%%//'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>whipe away those tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hace mucho que no posteaba (aunque, let's face it, las visitas a este blog caen a nivel exponencial) así que hoy que no tengo nada que hacer (no por falta de, sino porque se me olvido sacar copias ayer -_-) decidí pasar por aca para updatear esta cosa :)&lt;br /&gt;En realidad mi vida fuera del ITAM no es interesante, así que aciertan si piensan que tampoco lo es estando en clases. Creo que lo más interesante que me ha pasado es que hoy me mojé de regreso a mi casa (yay??). Fuera de eso, todo esta bien por acá.&lt;br /&gt;Lo bueno: mi maestra de Estadística se apiadó de nosotros y cambió el primer parcial del 19 al 24 de septiembre (yay!!); hoy reiniciaron mis clases de portugués n_n y la maestra es bien shila!&lt;br /&gt;Lo malo: hoy Duncan nos dijo que el primer ensayo de IPE es para el próximo martes, gracias. Ah! y aun no podemos empezarlo porque va a subir la pregunta hasta mañana :( Y yo que lo adoraba (hasta hoy)&lt;br /&gt;Total que al parecer pasaré mi fin de semana haciendo el ensayo porque mis primeros parciales de Eco, Proceso e Historia ya se vienen -_- y si no, no me va a dar tiempo de estudiar y no podré ir a ver a Bloc (al menos tengo un incentivo!)&lt;br /&gt;Al menos no soy la única al borde de un colapso nervioso :)&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/4982003854707298388-6909534450455319913?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6909534450455319913/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6909534450455319913' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6909534450455319913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6909534450455319913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/09/whipe-away-those-tears.html' title='whipe away those tears'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2355023501890222083</id><published>2007-08-24T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T18:22:45.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;¿Qué puede ser peor a que te digan que tendrás un examen al siguiente día del concierto de Bloc Party? Que te digan que vas a tener dos exámenes, gracias. Jueves 20 de septiembre: 8:30 am, primer parcial de Historia Socio-Política; 10:00 am, primer parcial de Proceso Político&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/4982003854707298388-2355023501890222083?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2355023501890222083/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2355023501890222083' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2355023501890222083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2355023501890222083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/qu-puede-ser-peor-que-te-digan-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-5964498680936555599</id><published>2007-08-14T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:08:15.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>And I’d be writing about the drama and pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Total que ya empecé con mi muy esperado quinto semestre. Mi horario quedó medio feo -_- Lunes y miercoles voy de 4 a 8:30 pm y martes y jueves de 8:30 a 1 (será hasta las 4 cuando empiece con el portugués) Ayer habíamos quedado de ir a comer :) así que llegué a las 2:30. Luego de una muuuy mala comida (estaba hasta la madre por todos lados, así que se tardaron hoooras en atendernos) Karen y yo fuimos a clase de Eco (-_-) que estuvo igual de aburrida que siempre jeje y luego ya salimos y fui a alcanzar a Daniela y Sol y en lo que tenían Estadística I estuvimos ahí platicando. A mi me tocaba ya irme a Estadística II y para mi sorpresa, en mi salón no conozco a NADIE u_u todos mis amigos se metieron a la clase de las 7 am (hueva) así que en la tarde estamos puros flojos ojojojo Hoy en la mañana se supone que iba a tener Historia a las 8:30 am, pero resulta que mi maestra no va a esta para las primeras tres clases, así que una señora X nos llevó los temarios y todo y nos dejo salir temprano (waju!) así que anduvimos ahí vagando hasta las 10 que teníamos IPE (era la que había metido en lista de espera n_n si me aceptaron) Esta clase solo la tomo los martes y son 3 horas -_- pero al menos es una clase muy interesante y mi maestro la hace muy divertida jeje se la pasa haciendo bromas y diciendo chistes, así que se te pasa super rápido :) Todo fue bien durante estos días, pero ya tengo fechas de exámenes y no son nada agradables. Mi segundo parcial de Eco es el 27 de octubre( tenía que ser buaaa) y el primero de Historia es el 20 de septiembre (aaaaaaaargg); el primero de Estadística está en duda todavía, pero está entre el 17 y el 19 de septiembre (ya matenme)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-5964498680936555599?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/5964498680936555599/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=5964498680936555599' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5964498680936555599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/5964498680936555599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-id-be-writing-about-drama-and-pain.html' title='And I’d be writing about the drama and pain'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3189432344864804809</id><published>2007-08-10T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:29:12.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>Her worries make everything else seem trivial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoy fue uno de esos dias raros :/ Empezó demasiado temprano para mi gusto puesto que era mi último viernes libre antes de regresar a la U. Me desperté por ahí de las 7 am x_X y prendí el radio para que me arruyara n_n A las ocho había quedado con Daniela de vernos en el msn para checar los resultados de la lista de espera (aahh! me aceptaron en IPE!) pero nunca llego u_u y mi computadora estaba dando patadas de ahogada (ni siquiera quería iniciar Windows!) asi que mejor bajé a desayunar. Había quedado desde el martes que el Pacha (lease, mi hermano Carlos) me iba a acompañar a dejar la lap a reparación (again) Total que fuimos saliendo de mi casa (no sin antes ser despedidos por Pepe, el perro de mi vecio y actual novio  de Camila n_n) como a las 11. Ya ibamos muy felices en el Peri y de repente luego de una curva ciega los coches estaban detenidos. El Pacha se freno justo a tiempo, pero escuche un enfrenón atrás de nosotros, así que vi por el espejo lateral y casi me vomitoo! Una mega camioneta de esas mostruosas (seguramente una Navigator o algo así) había venido como a 100 km/h atras y estaba intentando frenarsee! Para mi desgracia no me fue posible quitar la vista del espejo (seguramente porque estaba esperando verla encima de nosotros -_-) así que vi como se derrapaba ligeramente mientras sus llantas sacaban humooo! Neto casi me vomito ahi mismo, pero para nuestra grandísima fortuna, se alcanzó a frenar (dudo que a más de 3 cms de la defensa trasera) y ya medio empezanamos a respirar x_X El trayecto hasta Ejército fue mucho más tranquilo. Ya de regreso de dejar la lap (no sin antes ver feo a la mona del mostrador que me la recibió la vez pasada u_u) íbamos platicando la la la y de la nada salió un tren o_O y Carlos y yo con cara de -_- porque avanzó y bloqueo la avenida y luego se echo de reversa y desaparecio o_O Creo que lo que quedó del camino de regreso no presentó mayores eventualidades :P para nuestra ventaja, y el día transcurrió tranquilo hasta la noche (hace rato jeje) que pase a Perdisur a comprar mi boleto del Manifest. Llegué yo muy feliz al ese mostradorcito que tienen en Liverpool y ya me dijeron que qué deseaba; cuando pedí el boleto y la señora me dijo "serían 688 ya con el cargo, sol o lluvia, entrada general, inicio de evento a las 13 hrs, un boleto" había una pareja esperando a que los atendieran y se me quedaron viendo como diciendo "estas segura de lo que estas haciendo??" ajajaja ni mi madre me preguntó eso XD Creo que fuera de los extraños eventos vividos hoy (y mi experiencia cercana a la muerte), mi día fue bastante productivo y divertido n_n&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/4982003854707298388-3189432344864804809?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3189432344864804809/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3189432344864804809' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3189432344864804809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3189432344864804809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/her-worries-make-everything-else-seem.html' title='Her worries make everything else seem trivial'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2519666457214808873</id><published>2007-08-08T18:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:47:42.341-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloc Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>You (still) make my world spin around</title><content type='html'>Que por cierto, hoy hace un año que a esta hora estaba saliendo de mi casa para ver a Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;Y si, me sigo emocionando de solo &lt;a href="http://sanddeep.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-make-my-world-spin-around.html"&gt;recordarlo&lt;/a&gt; ;( Y como no! Si estuvo buenisisimo! Me acuerdo que de camino para allá (cuando estaba atorada en el tráfico a la altura de Reforma) pasaron Narc en el radio :) Fue un muy buen día aquel 8 de agosto del 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2519666457214808873?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2519666457214808873/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2519666457214808873' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2519666457214808873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2519666457214808873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-still-make-my-world-spin-around.html' title='You (still) make my world spin around'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8303000492846957039</id><published>2007-08-08T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:16:35.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><title type='text'>Wait 'til the stars come out</title><content type='html'>"The Scale" - Interpol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have a sequin for an eye, pick a rose and hide my face&lt;br /&gt;This is a bandit's life, it comes and goes&lt;br /&gt;And then's the breaks&lt;br /&gt;Under a molten sky, beyond the road, we lie in wait&lt;br /&gt;You think they know us now?&lt;br /&gt;Wait 'til the stars come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see that?&lt;br /&gt;I made you and now I take you back&lt;br /&gt;It's too late&lt;br /&gt;Today I can define the lack&lt;br /&gt;I made you&lt;br /&gt;And now I take you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, you sleep in clouds of fire&lt;br /&gt;That's all and that's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel it when you lie, pick a rose just to hide my face&lt;br /&gt;If there's something I should know&lt;br /&gt;I seek no science when there is no shade&lt;br /&gt;Under a molten sky,&lt;br /&gt;Let the days collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I made you and now I take you back&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/4982003854707298388-8303000492846957039?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8303000492846957039/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8303000492846957039' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8303000492846957039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8303000492846957039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/wait-til-stars-come-out.html' title='Wait &apos;til the stars come out'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3089914714037846721</id><published>2007-08-08T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:28.714-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Stills'/><title type='text'>No one's trying to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RrpGLg5p29I/AAAAAAAAABA/0lqPdXf8c_k/s1600-h/l_d5fd384ee347d01318daeef156b94384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RrpGLg5p29I/AAAAAAAAABA/0lqPdXf8c_k/s400/l_d5fd384ee347d01318daeef156b94384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096463091947396050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MT/MX&lt;br /&gt;Boletos disponibles en &lt;a href="http://www.ticketmaster.com.mx/event/14003EFECB8BB743?artistid=1147038&amp;majorcatid=10001&amp;amp;minorcatid=826"&gt;TM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Y no, no puedo ir porque ese día es cumpleaños de mi padre ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3089914714037846721?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3089914714037846721/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3089914714037846721' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3089914714037846721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3089914714037846721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-ones-trying-to.html' title='No one&apos;s trying to'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RrpGLg5p29I/AAAAAAAAABA/0lqPdXf8c_k/s72-c/l_d5fd384ee347d01318daeef156b94384.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6111026697496467835</id><published>2007-08-07T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T17:15:39.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am just about to forget you</title><content type='html'>Current Obsession (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/shadowrika/evangelion-castandevas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/shadowrika/evangelion-castandevas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si no la han visto, se estan perdiendo de una de las mejores series de ánime que se hayan hecho. Si ya la vieron y quieren volver a vivirla, pueden encontrar todos los capítulos en &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; (algunos incluso con doblaje al español)&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/4982003854707298388-6111026697496467835?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6111026697496467835/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6111026697496467835' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6111026697496467835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6111026697496467835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-just-about-to-forget-you.html' title='I am just about to forget you'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4307239056871962669</id><published>2007-08-06T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:04:32.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>I've got a plan with forward in my eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estoy que me lleva el diablo porque dos de las seis materias que quería meter en este semestre se cerraron :( Lo único bueno es que alcancé lista de espera, a ver si algún milagro se da y me aceptan aunque sea una :( porque si no me quedaría con 4 materias (Economía III -again-, Estadística II, Historia Socio Política y Proceso Político de EE.UU. ) y Portugués u_u... ahhh y el laboratorio de Eco :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: el viernes me dan los resultados de la lista de espera a las 8 am :X&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/4982003854707298388-4307239056871962669?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4307239056871962669/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4307239056871962669' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4307239056871962669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4307239056871962669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/estoy-que-me-lleva-el-diablo-porque-dos.html' title='I&apos;ve got a plan with forward in my eyes'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8520306557359789577</id><published>2007-08-03T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:06:24.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>Why Does It Always Rain On Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A veces uno se pregunta porque pasan las cosas en el peor momento que podrían suceder. ¿Por qué vienen tantos grupos cuando estoy a punto de entrar a la escuela y tengo que pagar el bloody curso de portugués? ¿Por qué Camila decide pasarse por debajo del coche de mi padre siempre que acabo de terminar de bañarla? ¿Por qué el coche de mi hermano tenía que fallar precisamente el día que veré a Travis en vivo? Una de las cosas que aprendí ayer (a madrazos) fue que todo siempre puede empeorar, así que es mejor no decir nada y aceptar las cosas.&lt;br /&gt;El plan estaba hecho desde ayer en la noche. Alejandro iba a salir a las 5 del trabajo, así que nos daba tiempo perfectamente bien para irnos tranquilos y llegar temprano al Palacio. O al menos eso parecía. Carlos habló con el como a las 4 pm y le dijo que el coche no arrancaba. Nos dijo que no había problema, que le iban a pasar corriente y que nos veíamos en Perisur a las 6:30. Yeah, right. Llegamos a la fuente de Liverpool a esa hora, y me llegó un mensaje de Ale. El coche seguía sin arrancar y el seguro iba para allá, así que lo mejor era que nos adelantaramos al Palacio y el nos alcanzaba más tarde. Ya saben de las mujeres y su sexto sentido (que fue lo que finalmente nos salvó ayer); algo me dijo que no debíamos hacer eso, así que llamé a mi madre y le dije que tomaríamos préstado su auto para podernos ir. Total que llegamos a su oficina y ahí estaba mi padre también y después de mucho deliberar, decidimos ir todos (como la bella familia que somos XD) al encuentro con Alejandro para que ellos esperaran al seguro y nos llevaramos otro coche al concierto. Cuando llegamos el mecánico del seguro ya había logrado encender el auto, pero juro que no me quería ir en el :( quería llevarme el de mi mamá (que en realidad es mío, gracias) pero Ale no quiso :( Nos subimos al Sentra y pues ya, según íbamos para el concierto ya (sin omitir los refunfuños de Alejandro diciendonos que porque no nos habíamos adelantado -_-) y cuando estabamos cruzando Acoxpa... el coche se apagó. Primero imaginennos ya de por si todos estresados porque ya eran las 7:50 y seguíamos suuper lejos, y luego que el coche se quedó con la mitad de fuera sobre Acoxpa -_- (espero que nunca les suceda nada parecido) Mi madre siempre me dice que las cosas pueden empeorar, muestra de eso la situación en la que nos encontramos, pero también dice que siempre podían haber sido peor, y aun con todo lo jodidos que estabamos en ese momento, del otro lado de la avenida había un eléctrico. Para entonces yo andaba como loca buscando una referencia para darle a mi padre y que nos alcanzara (porque no tenía ni pta idea de que carajos íbamos a hacer) y chaz, que se me acaba el crédito jajajaja Milagrosamenta pude enviar un mensaje y mi padre nos alcanzó en el eléctrico. Total que tuvieron que cambiarle la batería al coche (el costo de oportunidad nos dijo que perderíamos más si no lo hacíamos; teníamos estrategias dominantes a ceder XD) Ya ni quería ver el reloj porque sabía que era estadísticamente imposible llegar a tiempo al Palacio porque a esa hora Miramontes, Acoxpa, Tlalpan y Churubusco van hasta la madre. Como ya no quedaba nada más por hacer, pagamos, nos subimos al auto y nos dirigimos al Palacio. Obviamente, a estas alturas los tres íbamos que nos llevaba el diablo, pero para nuestra suerte, casi no había tráfico. Después de maldecir todo lo que podíamos llegó la calma... sabíamos que íbamos a llegar tarde, así que ya no había ni que hacerle :( No se porque, pero empezamos a practicar nuestro vocabulario en inglés (específicamente las partes del cuerpo) y mi hermano traía su cuaderno de la esa escuela rara a la que va y nos pusimos a practicar inglés (si, somos raros) Lo bueno de todo esto es que el viaje se nos fue muuy rápido, y cuando nos dimos cuenta ya estábamos en el Foro Sol :) Para rematar nuestra racha de buena suerte (ajá!) ya no había lugar en el estacionamiento, así que lo tuvimos que dejar en el ya famoso "enrejado" (donde nos robaron por un lugar -_-) y nos dirigimos caminando al Palacio desde ahí. Todo se veía muy tranquilo (obvio, ya eran las 9:10 y todos estaban adentro, menos tres losers) así que caminamos con tooda calma, seguros de que el concierto ya había empezado y que no valía la pena romperme la cara por escuchar una canción más. Cuando llegamos se hizo evidente que aun no empezaba (estaban hablando por el sonido local, pero no alcanzamos a escuchar que decían) así que pasé al baño (mi pobre vejiga u_u) y compramos algo de beber. Nos dijeron que nos iban a reubicar, así que bajamos y nos pusieron del otro lado de donde había comprado los boletos, pero mucho mas abajo :D y desde ahí teníamos una vista completa del escenario. Eran exactamente las 9:23 cuando nos dieron lugar y a los 7 minutos las luces se apagaron.&lt;br /&gt;Si estuvieron ahí, ya conocen la historia. Si no fue así, se perdieron de un gran gran gran concierto. No solo porque tocaron cerca de 2:30 horas, sino también porque el setlist fue glorioso. No se cual fue mi momento favorito: si cuando cuando estuve la borde de las lágrimas en "As You Are", si ver a TODA la gente cantando "Side" y a Fran encima de la bateria XD, si ver una muy similar respuesta de la audiencia ante "Sing" o si la versión acústica de "Flowers In The Window", porque "Turn" y "Why Does It Always Rain On Me?" se sobreentiende que fueron sublimes XD si no fuera por la guitarra desafinada el principio de la primera y todas las extrañas cosas que sucedieron en el escenario mietras la tocaban, habría sido mucho mejor :)&lt;br /&gt;Total, mis lágrimas, estrés y dinero valieron la pena. Después de estar ahí y vivir mi primer concierto de Travis, todo lo que pasamos no significa nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish Jean&lt;br /&gt;Eyes Wide Open&lt;br /&gt;Writing To Reach You&lt;br /&gt;Love Will Com Through&lt;br /&gt;Big Chair&lt;br /&gt;As You Are&lt;br /&gt;My Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pipe Dreams&lt;br /&gt;U16 Girls&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Occupation&lt;br /&gt;Quicksand&lt;br /&gt;Side&lt;br /&gt;Re-Offender&lt;br /&gt;The Line Is Fine&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Anyways&lt;br /&gt;Driftwood&lt;br /&gt;Good Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Closer&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;Battleships&lt;br /&gt;All I Want To Do Is Rock&lt;br /&gt;Turn  &lt;p&gt;Encore:&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Baby One More Time&lt;br /&gt;Slideshow&lt;br /&gt;Blue Flashing Lights&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Encore II:&lt;br /&gt;20&lt;br /&gt;Flowers In The Window (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;The Humpy Dumpty Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Why Does It Always Rain On Me?&lt;br /&gt;Back In Black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8520306557359789577?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8520306557359789577/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8520306557359789577' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8520306557359789577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8520306557359789577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-does-it-always-rain-on-me.html' title='Why Does It Always Rain On Me?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-720057509362673034</id><published>2007-08-02T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:37:18.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>01.18.08 v.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/reviews/2368/_11854986297878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/reviews/2368/_11854986297878.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que ayer iba a salir info oficial acerca de la película, pero lo único que encontré en mi escasa búsqueda fue esto O.O Soy solo yo o es medio perturbador?? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinemablend.com/images/reviews/2368/_11854986297878.jpg"&gt;link de la imagen&lt;/a&gt; por si no se ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1-18-08.com/"&gt;website oficial&lt;/a&gt; de la película&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-720057509362673034?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/720057509362673034/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=720057509362673034' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/720057509362673034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/720057509362673034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/08/180108-v2.html' title='01.18.08 v.2'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8481515812470949406</id><published>2007-07-31T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T18:00:14.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oasis'/><title type='text'>The clouds around your soul don't gather there for nothing</title><content type='html'>"The Girl In The Dirty Shirt" - Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;If I may be so bold could I just say something&lt;br /&gt;Come and make me my day&lt;br /&gt;The clouds around your soul don't gather there for nothing&lt;br /&gt;But I can chase them all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why d'you need a reason for to feel happy&lt;br /&gt;Or be shining for the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;Give me just a smile and would you make it snappy&lt;br /&gt;Get your shit together girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got a feeling lost inside&lt;br /&gt;It just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;Your life is sneaking up behind&lt;br /&gt;It just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;No it just won't let you go&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is would you maybe, come dancing me&lt;br /&gt;Cos to me it doesn't matter if your hopes and dreams are shattered&lt;br /&gt;When you say something you make me believe&lt;br /&gt;In the girl who wears a dirty shirt&lt;br /&gt;She knows exactly what she's worth&lt;br /&gt;Knows exactly what she's worth to me!&lt;br /&gt;That I can see, I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find yourself inside a bubble&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta find your own way home&lt;br /&gt;You can call me anytime you're seeing double&lt;br /&gt;Now you know you're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.boomp3.com/player.swf?id=19d5e110fc6b"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.boomp3.com/player.swf?id=19d5e110fc6b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="20" width="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-8481515812470949406?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8481515812470949406/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8481515812470949406' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8481515812470949406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8481515812470949406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/clouds-around-your-soul-dont-gather.html' title='The clouds around your soul don&apos;t gather there for nothing'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-857078461820151857</id><published>2007-07-31T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T13:05:27.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Si, me quejo, pero ya hacía falta. Como ya es costumbre, mi casa está en remodelación (again). Creo que desde que llegamos a vivir aquí no pasa un año sin golpes, martillazos y estrés canino. Esta vez es el turno del techo porque las lluvias ya hicieron estragos y mi padre decidió ponerle lozeta u_u El único problema es que, si, Sandra es la jodida que se tiene que quedar en casa a supervisar (uy, si!) y esperar a que terminen x_x Al parecer mi martirio solo durará hasta el jueves, así que hasta ese día permaneceré aqui enclaustrada :/ Al menos ya tengo internes :)&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/4982003854707298388-857078461820151857?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/857078461820151857/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=857078461820151857' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/857078461820151857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/857078461820151857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/si-me-quejo-pero-ya-haca-falta.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6803123726292559219</id><published>2007-07-28T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T20:47:20.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PETA'/><title type='text'>Seen the light</title><content type='html'>Para aquellos a los que les quedaba alguna duda del peso del cyberactivismo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunicado de Nike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "Nike has suspended Michael Vick's contract without pay, and will not sell any more Michael Vick product at Nike-owned retail at this time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunicado de Reebok:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    "While we respect the legal process we find the allegations against Mr. Vick too disturbing to ignore, therefore, we have decided to immediately suspend selling Vick NFL product, both at retail and online through the Reebok website."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para más info &lt;a href="http://www.diario.com.mx/nota.php?notaid=4b0d16570418430fb316a6165f0a9d24"&gt;click aca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join PETA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-6803123726292559219?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6803123726292559219/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6803123726292559219' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6803123726292559219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6803123726292559219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/para-aquellos-los-que-les-quedaba.html' title='Seen the light'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-559999462455235270</id><published>2007-07-27T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T19:35:37.453-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><title type='text'>MotorokrFest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://panther3.last.fm/storable/eventposter/271884/1702198767/original.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://panther3.last.fm/storable/eventposter/271884/1702198767/original.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soy la unica contrariada porque solo querría ver a The Killers, The Bravery, Incubus y a los Dandy?? Asi podría ir si es que al otro día tengo parcial de Eco III :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-559999462455235270?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/559999462455235270/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=559999462455235270' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/559999462455235270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/559999462455235270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/motorokrfest.html' title='MotorokrFest'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-736261610384354425</id><published>2007-07-27T14:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:13:30.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>The guilt won't leave my circulation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Después de casi dos meses de vacaciones, es hora de comenzar con todos los preparativos necesarios para mi reingreso al ITAM. No se porque pero realmente no había querido pensar mucho en ello. Creo que fue por mi amarga experiencia del semestre pasado, misma que creo estar superando ya (muestra de ello es que he dejado de soñar con "eso"). Y, lets face it, no podía seguir deprimida y entrar a la escuela como si nada, era algo que tenía que enfrentar, no podía quedarme con eso para siempre y hacer como que todo estaba bien. Así que ahora es tiempo de empezar a ver que materias voy a meter, con que maestros, etc. Algo positivo de mi quinto semestre (wajuu!) es que ya me toca meter Política de las Relaciones Económicas Internacionales, la primera materia real de a lo que voy enfocada (Negocios Internacionales), misma que es impartida por (oh, si!) Duncan Wood, sex-symbol de mi carrera :D Es lo único bueno al respecto porque, a pesar de ser una persona muy amable y amigable, es un maestro suuuper cabrón para calificar ensayos, así que tendré que aplicarme de nuevo :/ Por ahora, es momento de checar que los horarios publicados no hayan cambiado e ir haciendo bocetos de posibles horarios porque, aunque por fin me tocó hacerlos el primer día, siempre se cierran grupos :/ Ojalá que alcance lugar en el de alguno de los pocos maestros barcos :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-736261610384354425?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/736261610384354425/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=736261610384354425' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/736261610384354425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/736261610384354425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/despus-de-casi-dos-meses-de-vacaciones.html' title='The guilt won&apos;t leave my circulation'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4165663151890549556</id><published>2007-07-27T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:15:26.170-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camera Obscura'/><title type='text'>I let my love for him die</title><content type='html'>"Dory Previn" - Camera Obscura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Fed up of girls in pretty dresses&lt;br /&gt;With boys who want to teach them a lesson&lt;br /&gt;Sick of the sight of my old lover&lt;br /&gt;Went under sheets and covers to get away from him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t see what he once meant to me&lt;br /&gt;So I think it’s time I put him out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took a glimpse of Montana&lt;br /&gt;Now nothing else matters&lt;br /&gt;I’ll heal eventually&lt;br /&gt;How I adore you Dory Previn&lt;br /&gt;I Turned you up to eleven for the band’s ears to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t see what he once meant to me&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it’s time I put it out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IYeah I think it's time&lt;br /&gt;I put it out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s time&lt;br /&gt;I let my love for him die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4165663151890549556?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4165663151890549556/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4165663151890549556' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4165663151890549556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4165663151890549556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-let-my-love-for-him-die.html' title='I let my love for him die'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4433977503191718712</id><published>2007-07-25T18:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:14:58.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra al volante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conciertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Itamitas'/><title type='text'>But do I know that you care?</title><content type='html'>Luego de una muuy larga ausencia, he vuelto. Han sido muchas cosas de mi vida. Muchas cosas cambiaron mientras no estuve (como ud. lo lee, por muy dramático que suene).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Me creía una persona incapaz de manejar más de tres metros sin soltar el volante argumentando que otro auto estaba a punto de chocarme siendo que iba a tres kilómetros por hora, pero me do cuenta que no :) y fui feliz por ello y porque ya puedo manejar ahahahahhaha así que mi coche ya no se oxidará en el garage n_n&lt;br /&gt;*El 1º de agosto salen a la venta los boletos para el Manifest, para el que no solo traen a Interpol, sino también a (oh, si!) Yo La Tengo (obvio, casi muero cuando me enteré)&lt;br /&gt;*Salió a la venta el último (y el más esperado) de los libros de la serie Harry Potter. Y si, ya lo leí. Y sí, si me gustó. Y si, sigo en shock.&lt;br /&gt;*Ya me veo como estudiante de quinto semestre n_n&lt;br /&gt;*Si, ya lo superé :D&lt;br /&gt;*Mi internet volvió antes que mi lap (how ironic is that?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4433977503191718712?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4433977503191718712/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4433977503191718712' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4433977503191718712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4433977503191718712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/luego-de-una-muuy-larga-ausencia-he.html' title='But do I know that you care?'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-142916749845086934</id><published>2007-07-18T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:14:24.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potter'/><title type='text'>Apart from that you're not missing anything</title><content type='html'>Con motivo de la salida del último libro de la saga de Harry Potter *tear*, la Librería Gandhi tiene preparados muchos eventos y actividades dignas de todo freak de Potter (entre los cuales me incluyo). Uno de estos eventos que espero con verdaderas ganas, es el famosísimo "Dale a Voldie" y también el mundialmente conocido "Baile de Cerveza de Mantequilla". Ya en serio, lo que si espero ver es el Rally de Conocimientos, al que secretamente inscribiré a Gabbs (Potter, para los cuates :P por obvias razones) y espero reirme bastante al ver a mi pobre hermanita ahí toda loca intentando responder :P&lt;br /&gt;Les dejo aqui el link para que chequen la lista de actividades, y se unan a un grupo de fan-freaks que estarán por ahí este fin de semana :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gandhi.com.mx/harrypotter/"&gt;Actividades para el lanzamiento de HP7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-142916749845086934?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/142916749845086934/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=142916749845086934' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/142916749845086934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/142916749845086934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/apart-from-that-youre-not-missing.html' title='Apart from that you&apos;re not missing anything'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3419366183002302499</id><published>2007-07-16T11:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:14:01.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra al volante'/><title type='text'>Roamin', roamin', roam</title><content type='html'>Hoy: primera lección de manejo n_n de la que espero salir viva XD Pedí un auto austero, porque eso de llamar la atención no me gusta. Solo espero que esté disponible para mi horario :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wallpapers.diq.ru/wallpapers/17/Peugeot_407_Silhouette,_2004,_Sports_Car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://wallpapers.diq.ru/wallpapers/17/Peugeot_407_Silhouette,_2004,_Sports_Car.jpg" alt="" 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/4982003854707298388-3419366183002302499?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3419366183002302499/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3419366183002302499' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3419366183002302499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3419366183002302499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/hoy-primera-leccin-de-manejo-nn-de-la.html' title='Roamin&apos;, roamin&apos;, roam'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-1956756093687889769</id><published>2007-07-13T15:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T15:14:42.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peter Bjorn and John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>And the words telling me to fade</title><content type='html'>"Start To Melt" - Peter Bjorn and John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I start to melt&lt;br /&gt;with your arms round my waist&lt;br /&gt;and your mouth starts to spell&lt;br /&gt;and the words telling me to fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to fade&lt;br /&gt;with her arms round my waist&lt;br /&gt;and her mouth starts to spell&lt;br /&gt;and the words telling me to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to melt&lt;br /&gt;with my arms round your waist&lt;br /&gt;and my mouth starts to spell&lt;br /&gt;and the words saying its ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-1956756093687889769?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/1956756093687889769/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=1956756093687889769' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1956756093687889769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/1956756093687889769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-words-telling-me-to-fade.html' title='And the words telling me to fade'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-6688209309332665824</id><published>2007-07-13T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:31:04.183-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><title type='text'>Tears drown in the wake of delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Regresa Interpol al DF, ahora al festival Manifest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo dice el Reforma en su versión impresa. En el website no me deja abrir el archivo en PDF, por si alguien gusta darle un vistazo e informarme ;) Si, lo se, todos ya sabíamos que venían. Pero ya es una fuente oficial. Eso era lo único que yo quería ;(&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/4982003854707298388-6688209309332665824?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/6688209309332665824/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=6688209309332665824' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6688209309332665824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/6688209309332665824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/regresa-interpol-al-df-ahora-al.html' title='Tears drown in the wake of delight'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-8039568584141682524</id><published>2007-07-12T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:37:17.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumples'/><title type='text'>Yes we're going to a party party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pinkcakebox.com/images/big-cake173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.pinkcakebox.com/images/big-cake173.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Feliz cumple Adrix!!&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/4982003854707298388-8039568584141682524?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/8039568584141682524/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=8039568584141682524' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8039568584141682524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/8039568584141682524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/yes-were-going-to-party-party.html' title='Yes we&apos;re going to a party party'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-7122072809721914849</id><published>2007-07-12T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:13:57.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I don't expect a miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Total que ya llevé mi compu a revisar (hasta Ejército Nacional, gracias) y me la retuvieron :( Me dijeron que llamara por ahí del 23 de julio -_- o que ellos me avisaban si es que estaba antes; así que ahora a esperar u_u Y a ver si no resulta ser un problema del software, porque la garantía venció hace dos meses (gracias) y me cobrarían por arreglarla ;( Pero a ver... Mientras me la den como debía estar desde que la compré x_X no hay problema... Y pensandolo fríamente fue mi culpa (y del ITAM) porque de haber querido (y de haber tenido tiempo) la habría llevado a checar desde que la compre, porque desde entonces fallaba... Any way, ni que hacerle ya :P&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/4982003854707298388-7122072809721914849?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7122072809721914849/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7122072809721914849' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7122072809721914849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7122072809721914849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-i-dont-expect-miracle.html' title='Well, I don&apos;t expect a miracle'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-4209970264031595432</id><published>2007-07-12T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:48:29.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interpol'/><title type='text'>Through the aging, the fearing, the strife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RpZiixGhRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GGnECphTY5o/s1600-h/manifest_rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RpZiixGhRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GGnECphTY5o/s400/manifest_rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086361178597312258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya estuvo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4209970264031595432?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4209970264031595432/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4209970264031595432' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4209970264031595432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/4209970264031595432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/through-aging-fearing-strife.html' title='Through the aging, the fearing, the strife'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D4XjdFWTLxE/RpZiixGhRwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/GGnECphTY5o/s72-c/manifest_rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-3696146965832304962</id><published>2007-07-11T14:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:26:56.563-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>01.18.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9aYjsW32Ok"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m9aYjsW32Ok" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Warning: puede causar adicción :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se aceptan teorías, creepy screencaps y toda la info que encuentren. Los foros están vueltos locos... y yo también. Con que no salgan con una pelicula toda chafa -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-3696146965832304962?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/3696146965832304962/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=3696146965832304962' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3696146965832304962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/3696146965832304962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/011808.html' title='01.18.08'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2460578842122373963</id><published>2007-07-09T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:04:06.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='websites'/><title type='text'>Disparate and misinformed</title><content type='html'>mi &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/"&gt;Last.fm &lt;/a&gt;murio :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2460578842122373963?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2460578842122373963/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2460578842122373963' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2460578842122373963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2460578842122373963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/2007/07/disparate-and-misinformed.html' title='Disparate and misinformed'/><author><name>Miss Pyrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15382138680141664242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/_ikea_/yop/007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4982003854707298388.post-2181350274871870519</id><published>2007-07-08T21:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T10:31:48.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Arcade Fire'/><title type='text'>If you see a shadow there's something there</title><content type='html'>Digame si conocen a alguien que vea esto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-wEBmLht5g"&gt;Wake Up Live at Fashion Rocks (feat. David Bowie)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o escuche esto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bradcast.com/songs/2007-05-10-ArcadeFire-BostonMA/10-ArcadeFire-Neighborhood1%28Tunnels%29%28live%29.mp3"&gt;Neighborhood #1 (Tunnels)Live at the Orpheum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no se sienta abrumado :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-2181350274871870519?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/2181350274871870519/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=2181350274871870519' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/2181350274871870519'/><link rel='self' 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lies</title><content type='html'>"Ocean of Noise" - Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean of noise&lt;br /&gt;I first heard your voice&lt;br /&gt;Ring like a bell&lt;br /&gt;As if I had a choice, oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left in the morning&lt;br /&gt;While you were fast asleep&lt;br /&gt;To an ocean of violence&lt;br /&gt;A world of empty streets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got your reasons&lt;br /&gt;And me, I've got mine&lt;br /&gt;But all, the reasons, I gave&lt;br /&gt;Were just lies&lt;br /&gt;To buy myself some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ocean of noise&lt;br /&gt;I first heard your voice&lt;br /&gt;Now who here among us&lt;br /&gt;Still believes in choice?&lt;br /&gt;Not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;What any men will do&lt;br /&gt;An ocean of violence&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can we work it out?&lt;br /&gt;It's time to work it out&lt;br /&gt;Gonna work it out&lt;br /&gt;It's time to work it out for you&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna work it all out&lt;br /&gt;It's time to work it out for me&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna work it out&lt;br /&gt;It's time to work it out&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna to work it all out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-7817468759529488700?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7817468759529488700/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7817468759529488700' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4982003854707298388/posts/default/7817468759529488700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Altavista, pero ya que fuimos a comer a Perisur decidimos entrar al cine :) así que tendrá que ser mañana :/ Sirve que de paso veo Ratatouille :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://drasticgraphics.com/images/ratatouille_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://drasticgraphics.com/images/ratatouille_3.jpg" 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/4982003854707298388-7380770042973837309?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/7380770042973837309/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=7380770042973837309' title='1 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huh?'/><title type='text'>Echoing words, voices, thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Sabes que debes de dejar de tomar cuando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dejas frases incompletas&lt;br /&gt;-Olvidas que la sociedad considera como indispensable el uso de ropa&lt;br /&gt;-Tienes cambios de humor dignos de un SPM&lt;br /&gt;-Estas dispuesto a tomar mezcal con Tucan de horchata por seguirtela&lt;br /&gt;-Si alguien non grato te llama al cel, lo arrojas por la ventana&lt;br /&gt;-Te duermes abrazando la taza del baño&lt;br /&gt;-El beber de un embudo te parece normal&lt;br /&gt;-Caerte inesperadamente te parece normal&lt;br /&gt;-Brindas con todo aquel que se te ponga enfrente&lt;br /&gt;-Te enredas con todo aquel que se te ponga enfrente (incluyendo al perro)&lt;br /&gt;-Jugar Pictionary te parece divertido&lt;br /&gt;-Usar las escaleras te parece todo un reto&lt;br /&gt;-Manejar un auto, ni se diga&lt;br /&gt;-Bailar te parece una buena idea&lt;br /&gt;-Cantar tambien&lt;br /&gt;-Mezclar cerveza, vodka y ron tambien&lt;br /&gt;-Meterte a la alberca a las 3 am tambien (aun cuando se esta a 8°C)&lt;br /&gt;-Te tomas una ampolleta en 2 minutos&lt;br /&gt;-Hablas con el perro&lt;br /&gt;-Callas al perro&lt;br /&gt;-Vomitas al perro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insipirado en hechos reales (no necesariamente vividos por mi XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4982003854707298388-4815771601896069908?l=sandroccio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sandroccio.blogspot.com/feeds/4815771601896069908/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4982003854707298388&amp;postID=4815771601896069908' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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