tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69540075988008440142011-12-26T20:02:36.778-08:00*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-24712776225950053792009-09-30T19:22:00.000-07:002009-09-30T19:26:43.582-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SsQSuJDsbiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZG0OJci1jZ0/s1600-h/090326_144705.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SsQSuJDsbiI/AAAAAAAAAP0/ZG0OJci1jZ0/s400/090326_144705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387451638156652066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Aveces dejamos que nuestras iluciones viajen mas alla de la realidad, y cuando vemos estamos sostenidas por nuestras propias nubes que un dia se esfumaran y causaran un gran choque en la actualidad.!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2471277622595005379?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-65523286376526726292009-09-23T17:08:00.000-07:002009-09-23T17:14:28.646-07:00Chic@s.. ^^ Pronto comenzare la universiidad!<br />Me siiento tan emocionada! :D<br />Ahora esta vez es solo por un objetivo!<br /><br />Pase lo que pase.. saldre adelante.. sera mi nuevo lema! :)<br /><br />Saluudoss a todos los que estan pendiente de mi blog!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6552328637652672629?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-10843375523450249992009-09-08T19:57:00.000-07:002009-09-08T19:59:29.594-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sabia que existian personas que vivian solo para ellas pero tu te pasastes, no ves que mas alla de ti hay alguien?.. sabess haces mucho daño a los que te rodean! :(</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> No te enciierres en tu mundo solo porque algo anda mal, mira hacia los lados que hay personas en situaciones peores!</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Saludoss bloggersss! <3<br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1084337552345024999?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-66253861335812467382009-09-02T09:22:00.000-07:002009-09-02T09:24:37.119-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><pre><span><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ni tipos muy<br /><br /> lindos ni divos, ni niños ricos yo se<br /><br /> lo que quiero<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">pasarla muy bien y<br /><br />portarme muy mal en los brazos de<br /><br /> algún caballero(8)<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></pre><div style="text-align: justify;"><span><span style="font-weight: bold;">Esta cancion es demasiado buena chic@s, se las recomiiendo!.. me gusta mucho! :D </span><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span><br /><span><span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6625386133581246738?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-29143235246411036272009-08-17T11:51:00.001-07:002009-08-17T11:54:41.409-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SommykrKoNI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ftKzTGj9ptI/s1600-h/black-heart-hanging.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SommykrKoNI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ftKzTGj9ptI/s400/black-heart-hanging.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371007418384425170" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">No olvides que para triunfar hay que aprender de los errores!* Nunca juegues con el corazon de las personas, recuerda que todos somos humanos* todos sentimos*!</span></span></span> u.u<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2914323524641103627?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-1188783946365697712009-08-10T14:09:00.000-07:002009-08-10T14:13:09.724-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SoCM0Moz_YI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9gWvxlu-F_0/s1600-h/sNkcb6s3cEdD.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SoCM0Moz_YI/AAAAAAAAAPc/9gWvxlu-F_0/s400/sNkcb6s3cEdD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368445584199122306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Nada mas con saber que te puedo escuchar, es para mi una gran felicidad con un poco de mazoquismo, porque aveces solo quiero que tu voz sea solo para mi!*</span></span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-118878394636569771?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-994475755309437562009-08-07T09:20:00.000-07:002009-08-07T09:27:56.467-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SnxWBZ5gc6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/blyJpow-YIk/s1600-h/la-nina-y-su-globo.thumbnail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SnxWBZ5gc6I/AAAAAAAAAOg/blyJpow-YIk/s400/la-nina-y-su-globo.thumbnail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367259438050735010" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Para todoos aquellos que siempre pasan por aquii! Graciass por sus comentarios!</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Por estar pendiientee de mis publicaciones!</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Porque para mi ustedess son importante para que mi blog siga adelante!</span><br /><br />De verdad, muchas gracias por seguir aqui!<br />Hoy mi blog lleva mas de dos años creado y todo gracias a ustedes!<br /><br />Y vinee a decirles que ya sali de la prepa :D ahora la universidad me espera!<br />Besoss..! nos leemos pronto!<br />no los abandonare tan facilmente!<br /><br />Con mucho cariño: Su consejera y escritora: Shariis Q.!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-99447575530943756?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-1048186316338828272008-10-12T09:37:00.000-07:002008-10-12T09:42:29.830-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SPIo1QyxVMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qjMXrcS7UKQ/s1600-h/..!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256308610600883394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SPIo1QyxVMI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/qjMXrcS7UKQ/s400/..!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">Tantas cosas que deciirte</span></strong>..<br /></em><span style="font-size:180%;">Que no se como empezar..<br /></span><em>Que t<strong>e quiiero</strong>!!<br />Que <strong>te odiio!!</strong><br />Que</em> <em>siin tii</em> <em>no puedo estar..<br />Pero contiigo tampoco..<br />Esto</em> <strong>teniia que acabar</strong><em>...<br />Aunque no lo que siiento..<br /><br /></em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Nunca te dejaré de amar..!!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-104818631633882827?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-27331409253364408662008-09-13T10:14:00.000-07:002009-08-07T10:22:19.384-07:00Uí al verte<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> llOrar</span></strong><br />sabía que iba a<strong> Ocurrir</strong>...<br />sabia que esas lagrimas si eran <strong>para mi...<br />arrOdiillada</strong> en el suelO<br />te suplique con gritOs<br />¡<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">SilenciO!<br /></span></strong>tu nO me escuchaste<br />perO <em>sin embargO</em> me hablaste...<br /><br />cOn cada palabra,<br />mas lentO <strong>bOmbeaba...</strong><br />este cOrazOn,<br />que tantOadOrabas...<br /><br />Y esque aun <strong>me duele</strong> pensar<br />el pOrque de este<strong> tragicO</strong> final<br />pOr <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">un nuevO</span></strong> amOr que en tu vida apareciO...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2733140925336440866?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-66400900771781455462008-09-05T19:28:00.000-07:002008-09-05T19:31:46.335-07:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Gracias x tus mentiras</span></strong>,<em> </em><br /><em><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">asi aprendi a deskonfiar</span></strong></em> <strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;">de la gente,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;">pues a veces,cuando mas confias es cuando mas te mienten. <br /></span></strong><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">GraCias x CaDa LaGrima Q me hiCiste deRramar, xQ GraCiaS a CaDa una De eLlaS, aHora Se Lo k eS aMaR*..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6640090077178145546?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-62075141815096623662008-08-29T10:07:00.000-07:002008-08-29T10:18:51.935-07:00<strong>QUE EN MI VIDA.. <br />NO QEDA NADA.. </strong><br /><strong> SOLO TU!</strong> <br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">TE AMO FRENTE A TODO.. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;"> NO HABRA NADIE.. <br /> SOLO TU</span></strong>! <br /><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>NO HABRA NADIE.. <br />COMO TU!</strong></span> <br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">Mis sueños siempre </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">te pertenecen!</span></em></strong> <br /><br />No puedo parar<br />de pensar en ti...<br />de nosotros...<br /><br /><strong>Sabes que nunk volveres</strong><br /><strong>a sentir un sentimiento</strong><br /><strong>tan fuerte!</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#009900;">Siempre sere tu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#009900;">princesa de cuentO!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#009900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Sin ti</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">Mi mundO</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;">No existe...!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#000099;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">CuandO tu estas lejos</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">No me late el corazon!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6207514181509662366?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-34660536321631598292008-08-23T09:40:00.000-07:002008-08-23T09:43:23.084-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SLA9pjJix7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wStVx9CS3mo/s1600-h/AW.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237754150651086770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SLA9pjJix7I/AAAAAAAAAJk/wStVx9CS3mo/s400/AW.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;">"Componiendo una canción"</span></strong> </div><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;">En la que solo estemos [TU Y YO]</span></strong> </div><div><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"><strong><em>una guitarra, mi dulce vOz</em></strong></span></div><div><strong><em><span style="color:#00cccc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"> y los latidOs d tu kOrazÓn, Q sirven de nOttas para sta canciÓn!!!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-3466053632163159829?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-64313587891874213652008-08-22T09:46:00.000-07:002008-08-22T09:49:43.868-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SK7uBvwjXvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ejk2eFN0TUU/s1600-h/mas+lindOZ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385130445856498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/SK7uBvwjXvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Ejk2eFN0TUU/s400/mas+lindOZ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Chicos y chicas lectores! He vuelTOoo! xD</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><strong>Yaaaa volviii con ganas de escribiir y seguir con mis notas! </strong></div><br /><div><strong>Los extrañeee!</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#000000;">PocoO a Poco estare actualizandO mi blog, asi que no dejen de escribirmee!</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>BesOS! Con mucho CariñO Sharis!*</strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div>Aniversario del blog!*<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6431358789187421365?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-68678458044492376622008-03-12T09:54:00.000-07:002008-03-12T09:56:05.654-07:00Este BloG!! estara cerraDO.. POr falta de comentarios! si quieren volver a ver nuevas entradass.. tendran que escribirmE!<br /><br />Y ahora con lo de las prueba no tengO tiempo para actulizar.! de todos modOs! tratare de volver en un futuro no muy lejaNO!!<br /><br />SE les quiereee a todos lo que leen aki!!<br /><br />Mil besoss!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6867845804449237662?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-11552288004912180732008-03-01T06:42:00.000-08:002008-03-01T06:49:13.152-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;">O<strong>l<span style="color:#993399;">v</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">i</span><span style="color:#cc33cc;">d</span><span style="color:#3366ff;">a </span><span style="color:#000000;">su nombre</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">, </span><span style="color:#330000;">Olvida su cara y recuerda que tu para el no eres nada!</span></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">OlviDa CuantO y tan cerk lo pudistes tener y recuerda</span></strong> <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">que el ya no quiere volver.</span></strong></span></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Olvida su manera de hablar y recuerda que el tambien quiere olvidar.</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Olvida lo celosa que te ponias, Olvida las veces que tu nombre pronuncio y recuerda que todo cambio.</span></strong></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">OLvida las veces que llorastes, olvida las veces que junto a ti se sento y recuerda que el a ella eligio-.!</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1155228800491218073?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-69753819322576381272008-02-24T10:07:00.000-08:002008-02-24T10:08:13.131-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R8Gyb_ESJyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WjUpSjOSlD0/s1600-h/otra+mas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170610041053652770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R8Gyb_ESJyI/AAAAAAAAAJU/WjUpSjOSlD0/s400/otra+mas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6975381932257638127?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-2359908563489931202008-02-18T18:06:00.001-08:002008-02-18T18:08:01.952-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7o56vESJxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m_--2axBXxk/s1600-h/distanciafm0[1].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168507203590694674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7o56vESJxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m_--2axBXxk/s400/distanciafm0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-235990856348993120?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-52239457574667552962008-02-18T18:06:00.000-08:002008-02-18T18:08:00.842-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7o56vESJxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m_--2axBXxk/s1600-h/distanciafm0[1].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168507203590694674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7o56vESJxI/AAAAAAAAAJM/m_--2axBXxk/s400/distanciafm0%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5223945757466755296?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-19573836707595586132008-02-17T16:09:00.000-08:002008-02-17T16:11:58.761-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7jM4PESJvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2t9IA4hn-2c/s1600-h/Dibujo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168105838896883442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/R7jM4PESJvI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2t9IA4hn-2c/s400/Dibujo.bmp" border="0" /></a> Chicasss... y chicOss.. volvii..!! jejeje.. tenGO que reponer mi bloG.. no tengO imagenes nada.!!<br /><div> Los amoOO estamos en contacTo!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1957383670759558613?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-64700591689960818792007-11-16T11:55:00.000-08:002007-11-16T11:58:27.059-08:00Chicoss y chicasss.!!!! mi compuuu a muerTO..!! =( no se cuandO la arreglenn perO yo pieNSO que va a ser dentrO de unos mesess.! TOy muy mallll.!! no puedO vivir sin ustedes ni mi blog.. y sin internet..!!! =(<br /><br />CuandO yo vuelVa. les asegurO escribirless.!!. buenO xikos solo les avisO..! se que me van a extrañar..!! hay diioooss." TOdavia no lo supeRO:.!!<br /><br /><br />BuenO les dejO mis besOS y abraZOzz. cuidencee.!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6470059168996081879?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-12357256149271999332007-11-10T16:07:00.000-08:002007-11-10T16:08:29.002-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RzZH7Y5JCbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cP1pOzSK6YM/s1600-h/279224_A56TOULAKSCUTCZ5X3K2M2WGNVYY4F_140618_15357613_53568_793571113_1129746413_f_h193156_l_h_H220443_L.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131367911055231410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RzZH7Y5JCbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cP1pOzSK6YM/s400/279224_A56TOULAKSCUTCZ5X3K2M2WGNVYY4F_140618_15357613_53568_793571113_1129746413_f_h193156_l_h_H220443_L.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1235725614927199933?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-50414543100631771782007-10-28T08:52:00.001-07:002007-10-28T08:56:11.826-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RySwbsHWY5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/joI6We8c9iE/s1600-h/77_by_NochePrimigenia.jpg"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126416265599411090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RySwbsHWY5I/AAAAAAAAAIo/joI6We8c9iE/s400/77_by_NochePrimigenia.jpg" border="0" /></strong></a><strong> Mis amigos. del Blog..! espeRO que estan bien.. ! </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">He decididoO tomarme 2 semanas.. de Vaca Por aki.. ya que estoy en semanas de examenes de Corte en el LiceO y no me da time de actualizar mi blog..!</span> </strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>Gracias Por visitar mi bloG..! les deJO un BesitO..! </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><strong>Y CUandO vuelva eSPerO tener bastantes comentarios xD..! ^^</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><strong>SaludiitOOss</strong><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5041454310063177178?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-89693053181751495552007-10-23T17:00:00.000-07:002007-10-23T17:02:41.978-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rx6LkSpCDzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aMGg74WcZFg/s1600-h/5466372-lg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124686881589694258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rx6LkSpCDzI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aMGg74WcZFg/s400/5466372-lg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8969305318175149555?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-42392832463431963462007-10-19T14:13:00.000-07:002007-10-19T14:15:14.713-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RxkeOypCDwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1d_Usf5GOZg/s1600-h/kpoioh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123159290571525890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 363px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="335" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RxkeOypCDwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1d_Usf5GOZg/s400/kpoioh.jpg" width="406" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4239283246343196346?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-19632038147114391502007-10-15T18:42:00.001-07:002007-10-15T18:44:58.797-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RxQXLCpCDvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q8-enEEWG3Y/s1600-h/Estaba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121744154682068722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RxQXLCpCDvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q8-enEEWG3Y/s400/Estaba.jpg" border="0" /></a> TE ame incluso antes de que nacieras, sin conocerte pero sintiendote, sin mirarte pero conociendote, te ame porque supe que en algun lugar existias, y ahora, ademas de amarte, puedo adorarte.!<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1963203814711439150?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-25593272269878813532007-10-11T12:32:00.000-07:002007-10-11T12:33:56.909-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rw56mMfS_5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CIZKQbsrxyw/s1600-h/vuelve.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120164622972944274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rw56mMfS_5I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CIZKQbsrxyw/s400/vuelve.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2559327226987881353?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-47020855974733145242007-10-06T16:16:00.000-07:002007-10-06T16:19:02.819-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RwgX3sfS_4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/xSXkwsJX0Ew/s1600-h/un+amigo+=(.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118367222109241218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RwgX3sfS_4I/AAAAAAAAAHg/xSXkwsJX0Ew/s400/un+amigo+%3D(.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4702085597473314524?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-18144371981743221202007-09-30T11:02:00.000-07:002007-09-30T11:03:36.000-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rv_k68ZvcBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JPUXQ8bgs2A/s1600-h/=.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116059403013812242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rv_k68ZvcBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/JPUXQ8bgs2A/s400/%3D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1814437198174322120?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-19370492134700673342007-09-24T14:13:00.000-07:002007-09-24T14:20:27.046-07:00<div align="center">Quisiera retroceder el tiempo, </div><div align="center">en el que perdi esa persona tan especial.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Quisiera retroceder el tiempo, para comprobarte </div><div align="center">cuanto te amo.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Quisiera retroceder el tiempo para cuando,</div><div align="center">me distes tu mano amiga y no la acepte</div><div align="center">ahora la necesito mas que nunk.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="justify">Si existiera una maquina que retrocediera el tiempo, no pasarian tantas cosas, pero por un lado si yo no hubiese hecho el error ese liceo, nunk te habria conocido.</div><div align="justify"> Tal vez algunos errores son bueno, porque en ellos suceden cosas, que jamas uno se hubiera imaginado, pero hay veces, que cometemos errores inremediables.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">"Derrepente en el futuro exista una maquina </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">del tiempo, pero mis errores ya estan hechos"</span></strong></div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1937049213470067334?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-55654690166888870312007-09-19T17:45:00.000-07:002007-09-19T17:46:50.463-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RvHC7CG1B3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ovHhVvJmLns/s1600-h/donde.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112081371475806066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RvHC7CG1B3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ovHhVvJmLns/s400/donde.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5565469016688887031?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-72856629265819048752007-09-15T09:58:00.000-07:002007-09-15T09:59:44.746-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuwPXpI77sI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oKLe8AUKZd0/s1600-h/Dibujo1.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110476576013414082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuwPXpI77sI/AAAAAAAAAGY/oKLe8AUKZd0/s400/Dibujo1.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7285662926581904875?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-44563582893790978592007-09-13T17:52:00.000-07:002007-09-13T17:53:54.269-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RunbkpI77rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AbxutwnTSRA/s1600-h/poder.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109856674793647794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RunbkpI77rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AbxutwnTSRA/s400/poder.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4456358289379097859?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-61399725061687655572007-09-11T17:49:00.000-07:002007-09-11T17:51:52.796-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Ruc4CUD77-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/B4poUUgamVA/s1600-h/no+.!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109113914671230946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Ruc4CUD77-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/B4poUUgamVA/s400/no+.!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6139972506168765557?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-81803737183443587572007-09-08T18:02:00.000-07:002007-09-08T18:04:14.247-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuNGeUD779I/AAAAAAAAAGA/W8Mutn-X9xc/s1600-h/siertooo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108003888963514322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuNGeUD779I/AAAAAAAAAGA/W8Mutn-X9xc/s400/siertooo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8180373718344358757?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-81091421108282362122007-09-06T09:10:00.000-07:002007-09-06T09:12:15.151-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuAmy0D778I/AAAAAAAAAF4/fRRqYrJCtAA/s1600-h/Todo+es+perfecto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107124631848611778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RuAmy0D778I/AAAAAAAAAF4/fRRqYrJCtAA/s400/Todo+es+perfecto.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8109142110828236212?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-76889333786671911172007-09-05T08:55:00.000-07:002007-09-05T08:57:49.535-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rt7RoED776I/AAAAAAAAAFo/gOM-X7QIJfI/s1600-h/silencio.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106749513699946402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rt7RoED776I/AAAAAAAAAFo/gOM-X7QIJfI/s400/silencio.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7688933378667191117?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-30282534845954812192007-09-01T17:41:00.000-07:002007-09-01T17:42:30.206-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtoG4kD775I/AAAAAAAAAFg/2Nh5-HJC4Og/s1600-h/no+lo+hagas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105400696400506770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtoG4kD775I/AAAAAAAAAFg/2Nh5-HJC4Og/s400/no+lo+hagas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-3028253484595481219?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-72929418549934443262007-08-29T19:27:00.000-07:002007-08-29T19:28:56.909-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtYrTED774I/AAAAAAAAAFY/I-SzrqTuLi0/s1600-h/triste.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104314834178797442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtYrTED774I/AAAAAAAAAFY/I-SzrqTuLi0/s400/triste.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7292941854993444326?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-6258410649498634012007-08-27T08:19:00.000-07:002007-08-27T08:20:20.741-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtLroUD773I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i8qmnIZlyck/s1600-h/31731224_RRLDXEAQJEPFENS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103400405576707954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RtLroUD773I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i8qmnIZlyck/s400/31731224_RRLDXEAQJEPFENS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-625841064949863401?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-29712547404894228622007-08-24T16:28:00.000-07:002007-08-24T16:31:24.888-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rs9qCkD772I/AAAAAAAAAFI/-5IYHW36w-o/s1600-h/porfis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102413495106531170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rs9qCkD772I/AAAAAAAAAFI/-5IYHW36w-o/s400/porfis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2971254740489422862?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-88761499144229034132007-08-21T19:41:00.000-07:002007-08-21T19:42:37.184-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsuifUD771I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GfxhuzC_jZo/s1600-h/los+dos.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101349661772083026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsuifUD771I/AAAAAAAAAFA/GfxhuzC_jZo/s400/los+dos.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8876149914422903413?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-58176975727173734232007-08-19T18:07:00.000-07:002007-08-19T18:11:08.468-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rsjpkhf0ErI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8iUD0tTgVlk/s1600-h/amar.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100583391673455282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rsjpkhf0ErI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8iUD0tTgVlk/s400/amar.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5817697572717373423?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-47932141269068482522007-08-16T10:58:00.000-07:002007-08-16T11:00:45.132-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsSQoRf0EqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xMFHm-EAvvM/s1600-h/amanecer+sin+ti.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099359699656250018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsSQoRf0EqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xMFHm-EAvvM/s400/amanecer+sin+ti.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4793214126906848252?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-34969365603548152092007-08-15T19:48:00.000-07:002007-08-15T19:49:38.933-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsO7NBf0EoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tFa70jSDJks/s1600-h/buscarme.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099125035528098434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RsO7NBf0EoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tFa70jSDJks/s400/buscarme.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-3496936560354815209?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-69171947566223160972007-08-11T19:28:00.000-07:002007-08-11T19:29:15.897-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rr5wWxUpa4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/R5OSBcTJ31w/s1600-h/No%20Me%20Arrepiento%20De%20Morir.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097635364729351042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rr5wWxUpa4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/R5OSBcTJ31w/s400/No%2520Me%2520Arrepiento%2520De%2520Morir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6917194756622316097?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-6243219807395004022007-08-07T16:11:00.000-07:002007-08-07T16:12:28.232-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rrj8QxUpa3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SIeOMS4dWaY/s1600-h/1173899940_f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096100343417760626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rrj8QxUpa3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SIeOMS4dWaY/s400/1173899940_f.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-624321980739500402?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-79557773872339507232007-08-03T11:00:00.000-07:002007-08-03T11:04:17.390-07:00Muchas veces decimos que si pero la verdad es que solo tratamos de no pensar en esa persona porque el simple hecho de tener presente que estuvo ahí en todo momento nos mata y nos hace preguntar ¿Qué hice? O ¿Qué paso? No es hacer una pregunta es que ya sabemos su respuesta; se fue y no volverá a estar ahí.<br /><br /> Cuando pensamos el ¿porque? Nos hacemos daño, cuando lo respondemos lloramos y cuando lo entendemos… simplemente nunca comprenderemos la razón por la cual se fue es solo hacernos a la idea de que estamos un poco mas solos y que algún día seremos felices cuando la compañía de esa persona vuelva.<br /><br /> No es un simple adiós! O un hasta luego ya nos vemos; es saber que esa ausencia algún día hará tanto daño que solo pediremos su compañía. Es comprender que su falta en un día especial será así hasta el reencuentro y solo comprenderemos su ausencia cuando miremos el cielo y veamos su expresión de felicidad y tranquilidad que nos inspira su gran belleza.<br /><br /> No es creer poder… es que nunca podremos hacer eso que nos cuesta tanto olvidar. Esa palabra prohibida que solo podemos nombrar y no sentir.<br /><br />Para ti con todo mi amor y cariño te amo Papa.<br />Tu ausencia me mata.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7955777387233950723?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-72184603055281194782007-07-31T08:55:00.000-07:002007-07-31T08:56:41.483-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rq9blxUpa2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/fkVa2I9TwNM/s1600-h/arco+irirs.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093390408032545634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rq9blxUpa2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/fkVa2I9TwNM/s400/arco+irirs.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7218460305528119478?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-74531590632248203922007-07-27T11:38:00.001-07:002007-07-27T11:39:20.931-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rqo7vRUpa0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/3JoOXniHLQU/s1600-h/lss.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091948011985660738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rqo7vRUpa0I/AAAAAAAAAD4/3JoOXniHLQU/s400/lss.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7453159063224820392?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-87085090067922390812007-07-23T19:12:00.000-07:002007-07-23T19:14:13.061-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RqVgWxUpazI/AAAAAAAAADw/fuzgf1kU84Y/s1600-h/yonoplanee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090580898125540146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RqVgWxUpazI/AAAAAAAAADw/fuzgf1kU84Y/s400/yonoplanee.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8708509006792239081?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-53973767034974477622007-07-18T10:19:00.000-07:002007-07-18T10:28:40.987-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rp5MhTS-0-I/AAAAAAAAADo/FHZpF078YOc/s1600-h/1579_by_NochePrimigenia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088588763974521826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rp5MhTS-0-I/AAAAAAAAADo/FHZpF078YOc/s320/1579_by_NochePrimigenia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong>¿ Que hago? </strong>Cuando cada vez que te veo, me pongo nerviosa y sineto montones de mariposas en mi barriguita.</span><br /><strong>¿Que hago? </strong>Cuando cada vez que me hablas, veo tus labios sabiendo que no los puedo besar.<br /><strong>¿Que hago? </strong>cuando me pides consejos para conquistar a una chica que no sea yo!<br /><strong>¿Que hago? </strong>cuando me miras fijamente a los ojos y no se que hacer.<br /><strong>¿Que hago? </strong>Cuando te fuistes corriendo con mi corazon en tus manos y nunca me lo regresastes.<br /><div align="center"> Me robastes el corazon la primera vez que te vi y me dije <strong>¿Que hago?</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5397376703497447762?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-14846192714910548332007-07-16T11:43:00.000-07:002007-07-16T11:50:39.501-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rpu8gzS-09I/AAAAAAAAADg/qlAroLh9lg8/s1600-h/te+necesito.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087867475756766162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rpu8gzS-09I/AAAAAAAAADg/qlAroLh9lg8/s320/te+necesito.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><ul><li>Necesito tu calor.</li><li>Necesito tu agradable sonrisa.</li><li>Necesito retroceder el tiempo.</li><li>Necesito verte.</li><li>Necesito pedirte mi corazon, ¿Por que te lo llevastes?</li><li>Necesito que me cueres no puedo estar mas asi!!!!! :(</li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-1484619271491054833?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-91463994056674695742007-07-15T18:22:00.000-07:002007-07-15T18:33:20.868-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RprJbDS-08I/AAAAAAAAADY/EgUdAOnIvFk/s1600-h/NochePrimigenia_Fan_Art__by_huuh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087600195646968770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RprJbDS-08I/AAAAAAAAADY/EgUdAOnIvFk/s320/NochePrimigenia_Fan_Art__by_huuh.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ayudame a entrar a tu corazon; primero encontre un muro, tuve que llamar y contratar a una maquina destructora, para derribar ese muro tan GIGANTESCO que encontre.<br />Al pasar el tiempo ya lo habia tumbado, pero me encontre con una gran sorpresa, la puerta de tu corazon estaba hecha de hierro y no se donde se encuentra esa llave para abrirla.<br />Tuve que llamar a especialistas para que me abrieran la puerta y ninguno de ellos me la abrio. Me dijeron que la unica forma de abrirlo era conseguir su amistad o entrando por el patio trasero de su corazon.<br />Al final de todo llegue hasta la sala, ya que solo soy una de sus mejores amigas.<br /><br /><div align="right">Posdata:</div><div align="right">*La llave estaba debajo de la puerta.*</div><div align="right"> </div><div align="justify">Este lindo texto fue creado por mi la unica e inigualable...!! yo!! espero que les guste.!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-9146399405667469574?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-31635735987331223882007-07-15T12:03:00.000-07:002007-07-15T12:04:23.192-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RppvpjS-07I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5_ntVbYbYog/s1600-h/rincon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087501488708572082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RppvpjS-07I/AAAAAAAAADQ/5_ntVbYbYog/s400/rincon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-3163573598733122388?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-4948560651105000882007-07-14T21:02:00.000-07:002007-07-14T21:04:10.882-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpmciDS-06I/AAAAAAAAADI/4XbcZroxk9c/s1600-h/si+prometo+no+matarte,+puedo+tener+un+abrazo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087269362906092450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpmciDS-06I/AAAAAAAAADI/4XbcZroxk9c/s400/si+prometo+no+matarte,+puedo+tener+un+abrazo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Traduccion: Si prometo no matarte, puedo tener un abrazo.!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-494856065110500088?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-24411534046979452382007-07-12T10:24:00.000-07:002007-07-12T10:26:03.065-07:00Esta historia empieza asi:<br />Omar y jazmín están sentados en un parque un día… Omar: supongo que somos las sobras de este mundo<br />Jazmín: creo que si…todas mis amigas tienen novio y nosotros somos los únicos en este mundo sin una persona especial en nuestras vidas<br />Omar: y entonces que haremos?<br /><a id="more-36"></a>Jazmín: ¡ya se! Hay que jugar un juegoOmar: ¿que juego?<br />Jazmín: yo seré tu novia por 30 días y tú serás mi novio… Omar: si, y aparte no tengo nada que hacer en estos días…<br />Día 1:<br />Los 2 vieron su primera película de amor junto.<br />Día 4:Fueron a la playa y tuvieron un tiempo solos.<br />Día 12:Omar invitó a Jazmín al circo y entraron a la casade terror. Jazmín se asusto y agarro la manode Omar pero al mismo tiempo agarro la mano de alguien mas y los dos se rieron.<br />Día 20:Jazmín invitó a Omar a ver una estrella fugaz… Jazmín deseo algo en voz baja para que Omar no la escuchara.<br />Día 28:Fueron a un lugar en autobús y como se estabamoviendo bruscamente el autobús se dieron su primer beso.<br />Día 29: 11:37pm Omar y Jazmín se sentaron en el mismo parquedonde decidieron jugar siendo novios.<br />Omar: estoy cansado…¿quieres algo de tomar?<br />Voy a ir a la tienda que está aquí abajo…<br />Jazmín: jugo de manzana, por favor…<br />Omar: espérame aquí…<br />20 minutos después…un desconocido se acercó a Jazmín.<br />Desconocido: ¿conoces a Omar?<br />Jazmín: si, ¿por que?<br />Desconocido: es que un conductor ebrio loatropelló y está en una situación muy crítica en el hospital.<br />11:57pm<br />El doctor sale del cuarto de emergencias y le enseñaa Jazmín un jugo de manzana y una carta.<br />Doctor: lo encontramos en su bolsillo.<br />Jazmín lee la carta y dice: “Estos últimos días me he dadocuenta que eres una chica muy bonita y creo q me estoy enamorando detí…y antes de que el juego termine te quiero pedir que seas mi noviapara siempre… Jazmín…”<br />Jazmín desgarra el papel y grita: No te puedes morir Omar!!!…Yo te amo!!!…recuerdas cuando vimos la estrella fugaz yo deseé que este juego nunca acabara.<br />Por favor no me dejes…yo te amo!!!!…<br />No me puedes hacer esto….<br /> Y de repente el reloj dá las 12:00<br />Y el cuerpo de Omar deja de funcionar <br />Y era el día 30<br />Moraleja: ¡¡¡no pierdas el tiempo!!<br />El amor de tu vida puede estar esperándote haya fuera y estas perdiéndote de mucho.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2441153404697945238?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-473070376002399982007-07-11T19:36:00.000-07:002007-07-11T19:37:03.393-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWTrTS-03I/AAAAAAAAACw/__DgJv4JWAI/s1600-h/y1pwNG4kHQTiivyzvuk3yu_E8MPYvSRJwNI65ThMcT72Y-GWwct6C5xqyLbRsqEagh3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086133726308389746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWTrTS-03I/AAAAAAAAACw/__DgJv4JWAI/s400/y1pwNG4kHQTiivyzvuk3yu_E8MPYvSRJwNI65ThMcT72Y-GWwct6C5xqyLbRsqEagh3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-47307037600239998?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-45178577236222912842007-07-11T19:35:00.000-07:002007-07-11T19:36:02.375-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWTejS-02I/AAAAAAAAACo/Vi4SSrPIajc/s1600-h/y1pwNG4kHQTiiv5vOTkgxyqCMesBoljkg-_yLM91wDVn_UoWgv3EkKaqeQihmCANjST.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086133507265057634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWTejS-02I/AAAAAAAAACo/Vi4SSrPIajc/s400/y1pwNG4kHQTiiv5vOTkgxyqCMesBoljkg-_yLM91wDVn_UoWgv3EkKaqeQihmCANjST.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4517857723622291284?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-83327204605947579992007-07-11T18:41:00.000-07:002007-07-11T18:44:19.511-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWHEpm9SfI/AAAAAAAAACg/4ygVzWqjIOM/s1600-h/rincon+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086119868143323634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpWHEpm9SfI/AAAAAAAAACg/4ygVzWqjIOM/s400/rincon+3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8332720460594757999?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-46465339764479775902007-07-10T18:43:00.000-07:002007-07-10T18:45:16.028-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpQ19Zm9SeI/AAAAAAAAACY/1SCCRnezYi8/s1600-h/rincon2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085749208170711522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpQ19Zm9SeI/AAAAAAAAACY/1SCCRnezYi8/s400/rincon2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4646533976447977590?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-62798137806007103852007-07-09T16:57:00.000-07:002007-07-09T16:58:02.317-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpLLbJm9SdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aCKLUbQdvvc/s1600-h/mn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085350596550937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpLLbJm9SdI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aCKLUbQdvvc/s400/mn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Una triste verdad..!!! :(</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6279813780600710385?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-8385390031533166952007-07-09T16:52:00.000-07:002007-07-09T16:54:14.459-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpLKS5m9ScI/AAAAAAAAACI/H76-brc24Xg/s1600-h/mmm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085349355305388482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RpLKS5m9ScI/AAAAAAAAACI/H76-brc24Xg/s400/mmm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-838539003153316695?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-2180395303347524722007-06-03T12:57:00.000-07:002007-06-03T12:59:56.357-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmMdZRSGlpI/AAAAAAAAACA/rEa_FBWifis/s1600-h/6813158_GLQBWWVILFBOKXL.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071929925322577554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmMdZRSGlpI/AAAAAAAAACA/rEa_FBWifis/s400/6813158_GLQBWWVILFBOKXL.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Es muy facil romper un corazon o no?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-218039530334752472?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-80800495301195606512007-06-02T09:08:00.000-07:002007-06-02T09:12:15.560-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmGWShSGloI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rNA-nDF-C6k/s1600-h/8667107_XSOAJVONUSXNWHH.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071499900312000130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmGWShSGloI/AAAAAAAAAB4/rNA-nDF-C6k/s400/8667107_XSOAJVONUSXNWHH.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-8080049530119560651?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-63040958281052206472007-06-01T12:54:00.000-07:002007-06-01T12:57:27.953-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmB6EBSGlnI/AAAAAAAAABw/HLyHO9JUsls/s1600-h/8411169_OOSWAQDGWVYULTJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071187389901608562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmB6EBSGlnI/AAAAAAAAABw/HLyHO9JUsls/s400/8411169_OOSWAQDGWVYULTJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6304095828105220647?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-90015152561782408352007-06-01T12:51:00.000-07:002007-06-01T12:53:06.678-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmB47xSGlmI/AAAAAAAAABo/3fYN0vNHsnI/s1600-h/10191812_XAOWHXOIOCDLGDX.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071186148656060002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmB47xSGlmI/AAAAAAAAABo/3fYN0vNHsnI/s400/10191812_XAOWHXOIOCDLGDX.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-9001515256178240835?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-57343577048964732272007-06-01T11:19:00.000-07:002007-06-01T11:21:57.604-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmBjlhSGllI/AAAAAAAAABg/K17gKtLPYr4/s1600-h/7928236_IVBRORVGGPSBEOR.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071162676659787346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RmBjlhSGllI/AAAAAAAAABg/K17gKtLPYr4/s400/7928236_IVBRORVGGPSBEOR.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5734357704896473227?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-72968925338285520622007-05-30T18:48:00.000-07:002007-05-30T18:53:22.783-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rl4ppBSGlkI/AAAAAAAAABY/GURtjU4vTY0/s1600-h/7791823_RHBJYKKOFKIQATF.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070536015161497154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rl4ppBSGlkI/AAAAAAAAABY/GURtjU4vTY0/s400/7791823_RHBJYKKOFKIQATF.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">Piensa en eso... El peor error q podrias cometer es dejar pasar a la persona que mas amas..!!! Nunca olviden que el amor es unico e inimaginable, sientes todas las emociones ligadas, asi que no dejes pasar eso..! </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-7296892533828552062?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-21011015227460278332007-05-23T18:33:00.001-07:002007-05-23T18:36:22.935-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RlTrrRSGljI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rMr95oIMq44/s1600-h/9094650_OBHRPYSUNDSFSVY.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067934609304884786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RlTrrRSGljI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rMr95oIMq44/s400/9094650_OBHRPYSUNDSFSVY.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>La herida que me hicistes fue fuerte..!!! será que podre curarla..!!!???</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2101101522746027833?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-90355297892371641522007-05-22T13:08:00.000-07:002007-05-22T13:10:10.652-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RlNOBBSGliI/AAAAAAAAABI/JZWky6YBZ_c/s1600-h/8573133_EXRTRANKGCBVGJP.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067479785153140258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RlNOBBSGliI/AAAAAAAAABI/JZWky6YBZ_c/s400/8573133_EXRTRANKGCBVGJP.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-9035529789237164152?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-59778862988922187782007-05-20T18:32:00.000-07:002007-05-21T14:04:34.039-07:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">- Multiplicar 111.111.111 x 111.111.111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">- Los diestros viven en promedio nueve años mas que los zurdos. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">-Una persona común ríe aproximadamente 15 veces por día (deberíamos mejorar eso).</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">-La palabra "cementerio" proviene del griego koimetirion que significa dormitorio.</span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">- La Coca Cola era originalmente verde.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5977886298892218778?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-50055734321749927312007-05-19T18:09:00.000-07:002007-05-19T18:16:46.296-07:00<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">Los seres humanos no estamos preparados para el miedo, no lo sabemos manejar con sabiduría. Si no me crees, hay te van unas cuantas de las tonterías que hacemos cuando tenemos miedo…<br /></span><a id="more-30"></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;">1.- Estás por la noche en la cama y oyes un ruido extraño<br />¿Qué haces? …… </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"><br />a) Te tapas con la sábana.Muy bien! ¡Bravo! ¿Acaso la sábana es Antibalas?<br />b) Te da por mirar debajo de la cama.<br />Suponiendo que haya un asesino debajo de la cama ¿Para qué miras ahí? ¿Qué ganas? Imagínate que un día te encuentres a alguien debajo de la cama ¿Qué le vas a decir?<br />“Buenas noches ¿Qué haciendo? ¿Asesinando? pero por favor pásele ¿Gusta algo de tomar?”<br />c) Te haces el dormido. Genial! ¡Qué inteligencia!<br />¡BRRAAAAAVVVVVOOOO! ¿Qué acaso el asesino que te quiere matar va a decir: “caramba, está dormido, mejor regreso mañana”, y te va a tapar bien?<br />d) Empiezas a pensar en fantasmas. ¿Y qué es lo que haces?<br />¡Empiezas a cantar! Como si con la canción fea y sosa que te gusta y con tu desafinada voz fueras a aterrorizar al imaginario fantasma que te quiere hacer alguna jalada.<br />2.- No hay que olvidar que unidas a nuestras reacciones ilógicas están las que tiene el cuerpo por su propia cuenta.<br />a) Cuando nos van a poner una inyección ¿Qué hacemos? Ponemos el trasero tan duro como el acero que la aguja rebota. Sabemos que nos va a doler más, pero ahí vamos de tontos a ponerlo duro.<br />b) Otra reacción estúpida es la de quedarte paralizado Si viene un coche hacia ti y esta a punto de atropellarte, esto es todo lo que se le ocurre a tu aterrorizado cuerpo, quedarse quieto. Como si el coche se intimidara con tu presencia y automáticamente se detuviera.<br />Estas y otras demás tonterías hacemos cuando nos estamos muriendo de miedo, algo que es normal, pero que la verdad si son unas estupideces cuando las analizamos después….. ¿O no?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-5005573432174992731?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-46824772812179962332007-05-19T17:48:00.000-07:002007-05-19T17:50:04.469-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rk-a-xSGlgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RzHGN0S8ASY/s1600-h/6877458_AAPJIRFGMRKKRVE.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438508986930690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rk-a-xSGlgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RzHGN0S8ASY/s400/6877458_AAPJIRFGMRKKRVE.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;"> Para todas las princesas!!!!<br /></span><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4682477281217996233?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-48274596778065633342007-05-18T17:57:00.000-07:002007-05-18T18:02:04.238-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">Este TEST lo realizan algunos reclutadores depersonal para ver a quien ingresan en el curso delectura veloz.<br />Comprueba si logras leerlo sin equivocarte.Listo………1…2….3:</span></em></strong><a id="more-29"></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato asi hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato es hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato como hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato se hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato mantiene hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato a hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato un hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato bobo hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato ocupado hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato por hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato cuarenta hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">El gato segundos hizo.</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6633ff;">Checa el TEST y tu velocidad:AHORA LEE SOLAMENTE LA “TERCERA” PALABRA DE CADAUNA DELAS ORACIONES ( te vas a morir de la risa..!!!)</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-4827459677806563334?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-36284154707584167582007-05-18T17:51:00.001-07:002007-05-18T17:52:41.471-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rk5KRhSGlfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M6_N5LgVzVU/s1600-h/7230542_WGJPDGKYNRQTSQD.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066068295690917362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rk5KRhSGlfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/M6_N5LgVzVU/s400/7230542_WGJPDGKYNRQTSQD.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-3628415470758416758?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-65554551354164473292007-05-17T16:38:00.000-07:002007-05-17T16:40:48.810-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkznjBSGleI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q3ydquy8ePQ/s1600-h/7368740_FGTYHITGMHOKTKY.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065678269710767586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkznjBSGleI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Q3ydquy8ePQ/s400/7368740_FGTYHITGMHOKTKY.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#6600cc;">No dejo de ver tu recuerdo, donde quiera que valla siempre te tengo presente, eras mi luz ahora vivo en la sombra fria de tu recuerdo..!!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6555455135416447329?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-64052513069801552652007-05-16T10:17:00.000-07:002007-05-16T10:20:45.320-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rks88hSGldI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Wh1xWs-aFk/s1600-h/9201630_TRRGPUIGWNDRAMB.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065209216332371410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/Rks88hSGldI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Wh1xWs-aFk/s400/9201630_TRRGPUIGWNDRAMB.jpg" border="0" /></a> Solo puedo amar a una persona, mi corazon solo te quiere a ti. Aceptame en Tu vida, que yo siempre te amare.....!!!!! (Un poco cursi no?) xD xD<br /><div><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-6405251306980155265?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-23390055000368226272007-05-15T18:19:00.000-07:002007-05-15T18:26:48.107-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkpcVhSGlcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5RHw-Tv6peU/s1600-h/sabias+que.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064962255712851394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkpcVhSGlcI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5RHw-Tv6peU/s320/sabias+que.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><ul><li>Sabias que las ratas se multiplican tan rapidamente que en 18 meses, dos rata pueden llegar a tener 1 millon de hijos.</li><li><span style="color:#3366ff;">Sabias que el cada vez que estorunudas tu corazon se detiene por una milesima de segudo.</span></li><li><span style="color:#993399;">Sabias que no se puede estornudar con los ojos abiertos y que si te esfuersas por hacerlo se pueden salir.</span></li><li><a title="Permanent link to ¿Sabías que la letra E es la que más se repite en el idioma español?" href="http://www.planetacurioso.com/2007/05/14/sabias-que-la-letra-e-es-la-que-mas-se-repite-en-el-idioma-espanol/" rel="bookmark"><span style="color:#cc0000;">¿Sabías que la letra E es la que más se repite en el idioma español?</span></a></li><li><a title="Permanent link to ¿Sabías que un recién nacido tiene más huesos que un adulto?" href="http://www.planetacurioso.com/2007/04/05/sabias-que-un-recien-nacido-tiene-mas-huesos-que-un-adulto/" rel="bookmark">¿Sabías que un recién nacido tiene más huesos que un adulto?</a></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2339005500036822627?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6954007598800844014.post-28355700565149662782007-05-15T17:46:00.000-07:002007-05-15T17:51:15.406-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkpUqhSGlbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j8kClPlX7Eg/s1600-h/8596994_EQWMBCTWYYTSQPA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064953820397082034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EyTZiCoLKck/RkpUqhSGlbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/j8kClPlX7Eg/s320/8596994_EQWMBCTWYYTSQPA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><ul><li><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;">Estare cuando me necesites</span></div></li><li><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color:#6666cc;">Te olvidare cuando deje de existir</span> el mar.</span></span></div></li><li><div align="justify"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Tu recuerdo Siempre estara..!!!!</span> :)</span></div></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6954007598800844014-2835570056514966278?l=100pretuyo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>*Sharis*http://www.blogger.com/profile/15852243965926701420noreply@blogger.com3