<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:48:29.921-06:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Libros'/><category term='Este tipo de entradas no merece ser etiquetada'/><category term='Twitter'/><category term='Toluca'/><category term='Mujeres'/><category term='México'/><category term='Mello'/><category term='Niniando'/><category term='XKCD'/><category term='Hombres'/><category term='Cumpleaños'/><category term='Gente rara...en el mal sentido'/><category term='DosisDiarias'/><category term='Palabra del día'/><category term='Poesía'/><category term='Dato inútil'/><category term='CaballoNegro'/><category term='TheDogHouseDiaries'/><category term='Frase'/><category term='DragonandTiger'/><category term='Comida'/><category term='Manga/Anime'/><category term='Creo que ya había escrito de esto...ñam ñam'/><category term='Anécdota'/><category term='Recuento'/><category term='Lloro'/><category term='Noticias'/><category term='Asqueroso'/><category term='Me amo♥'/><category term='Documental'/><category term='Contienda Interminable'/><category term='Servicio'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Los estudio sin que lo sepan'/><category term='Ewww'/><category term='Facu'/><category term='Yo'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='Cine'/><category term='Queja'/><category term='Karma'/><category term='Amistad'/><category term='Inútilmente'/><category term='lectura'/><category term='Montt'/><category term='Chan chan channn...TESIS'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Trabajo'/><category term='Revistas'/><category term='Friki'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Súplica'/><category term='E-milios'/><category term='Familia'/><category term='Empleo'/><category term='Se autodestruirá eventualmente'/><category term='Ya Ni La Chingan'/><category term='Top'/><category term='Radio'/><category term='Reflexión'/><category term='Petición'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='Me molestan las pequeñas cosas'/><category term='Foto'/><category term='Política'/><category term='Soy cursi y?'/><category term='Dinero'/><category term='PerroGatoArdilla'/><category term='Joven'/><category term='Liniers'/><category term='Música'/><category term='Estonoesvida'/><category term='Yo los educo de a madres'/><category term='Hi5'/><category term='Cultura'/><category term='Lista'/><category term='Bukowski'/><category term='Meme'/><category term='SergioEnInternet'/><category term='Por Favor Mátame (mi otro blog. no se espanten)'/><category term='True Story'/><category term='Experimento'/><category term='Religión'/><category term='Looooong story'/><category term='Animales'/><category term='CómicSans'/><category term='Hitlercito'/><category term='Prácticas'/><category term='Oseano'/><category term='Escuela'/><category term='What?'/><category term='Deportes'/><category term='Bunsen'/><category term='Babas'/><title type='text'>(the sick sad world)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>891</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-9074435679157104032</id><published>2012-01-25T23:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:41:59.788-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Pandas :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6nnoMaBQ1qfdwsio1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 499px; height: 245px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6nnoMaBQ1qfdwsio1_500.gif" 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/3351825509434669590-9074435679157104032?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9074435679157104032/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=9074435679157104032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9074435679157104032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9074435679157104032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/pandas-3.html' title='Pandas :3'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-7534082397900283935</id><published>2012-01-25T23:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:40:03.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='True Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empleo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Propuesta 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como toda desempleada, compré un periódico para hurgar en la sección de avisos clasificados: autos, departamentos, casas, empleos, masajes, varios, ¡todo en un mismo lugar!. Independientemente de los resultados que trajo esta experiencia (cof, nada, cof) he ideado un empleo útil, que además beneficia a la sociedad (conciencia social goei):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Puedo redactar los anuncios clasificados de hombres y mujeres que ofrecen sus errr, servicios, al que lo necesite, para que sus bellísmos ojos no se lamenten al leer cosas como:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paola* 19 añitos, iniciandome, cinturita, bustonsita,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nalgonsita, te ago todo lo que siempre desiastes**.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como novios, sin prisas, $300. 1-23-45-67&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yo podría corregir las faltas de ortografía y ustedes leerían:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paola, 19 añitos, iniciándome. Como novios, sin prisas,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;te hago lo que siempre has deseado.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morenita, chaparrita, chinita, nalgoncita, piernudita,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$300. Llámame: 1-23-45-67&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Piénsenlo, serían menos lols para nosotros, pero más trabajo para las chicas, chicos e intermedios, ¡en pro del autoempleo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Pasé DEMASIADO tiempo pensando en un nombre de prosti, help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;**TRUE STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-7534082397900283935?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7534082397900283935/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=7534082397900283935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7534082397900283935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7534082397900283935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/propuesta-1.html' title='Propuesta 1'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1599948319896511867</id><published>2012-01-25T23:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:10:34.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Listen, smile, agree, and then do whatever the fuck you were gonna do anyway"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Robert Downey Jr.&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/3351825509434669590-1599948319896511867?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1599948319896511867/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1599948319896511867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1599948319896511867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1599948319896511867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-del-dia_25.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5828358063141821654</id><published>2012-01-22T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:46:43.256-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Pedobear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT2eXHFK76g/Txzl85QS0nI/AAAAAAAABg0/YFhQbWstrEc/s1600/Pedobear_and_pals.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT2eXHFK76g/Txzl85QS0nI/AAAAAAAABg0/YFhQbWstrEc/s400/Pedobear_and_pals.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700684062668280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me resulta gracioso e inofensivo porque tengo más de 15 años ^^&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/3351825509434669590-5828358063141821654?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5828358063141821654/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5828358063141821654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5828358063141821654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5828358063141821654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/pedobear.html' title='Pedobear'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WT2eXHFK76g/Txzl85QS0nI/AAAAAAAABg0/YFhQbWstrEc/s72-c/Pedobear_and_pals.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5427974559655250664</id><published>2012-01-22T22:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T22:40:02.783-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contienda Interminable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empleo'/><title type='text'>Contienda Interminable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Llega un momento en la vida de todo joven, una vez finalizado aquel fenómeno académico-social mejor conocido como Universidad, en el que se enfrenta a uno de los retos más importantes de su existencia cuasi-adulta: encontrar un empleo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Se trata de una hazaña que busca un delicado equilibrio entre la carrera estudiada, las características del trabajo y el salario mínimo esperado, lo cual se resume en la siguiente frase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUIERO UN EMPLEO QUE SE AJUSTE AL PERFIL DE MI CARRERA, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUE ME GUSTE Y EN EL QUE GANE LO SUFICIENTE PARA VIVIR BIEN.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lamentablemente, y debido al testimonio de numerosos familiares y compañeros de escuela, puedo atestiguar que pocos trabajos gozan de dichas características, así que es necesario priorizar y decidir si prefieres &lt;i&gt;a)&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;b)&lt;/i&gt;, o &lt;i&gt;c)&lt;/i&gt;, si lucharás por &lt;i&gt;a) b)&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;a) c)&lt;/i&gt;, o &lt;i&gt;b) c)&lt;/i&gt;, o si definitivamente lucharás hasta encontrar &lt;i&gt;a) b)&lt;/i&gt; y &lt;i&gt;c)&lt;/i&gt;, sin importar que mueras de hambre y enfrentes las burlas de tus compañeritos, profesores y familiares por tu infructuosa e imposible misión.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dicho lo anterior, tengo un mes para conseguir empleo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...yay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...not.&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/3351825509434669590-5427974559655250664?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5427974559655250664/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5427974559655250664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5427974559655250664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5427974559655250664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/contienda-interminable.html' title='Contienda Interminable'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-8640974460970327780</id><published>2012-01-22T21:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:40:56.481-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Human knowledge belongs to the world"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De una película &lt;i&gt;unpocochafa&lt;/i&gt; llamada Antitrust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-8640974460970327780?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8640974460970327780/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=8640974460970327780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8640974460970327780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8640974460970327780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-del-dia_22.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1122961053262101270</id><published>2012-01-10T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:30:28.073-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv846yfRDQ1qfggsro1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 206px;" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv846yfRDQ1qfggsro1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;...de egresada ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1122961053262101270?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1122961053262101270/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1122961053262101270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1122961053262101270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1122961053262101270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/crisis.html' title='Crisis'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4503996725840801568</id><published>2012-01-10T22:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:24:21.663-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Niniando'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>¿Se dan cuenta de mi habilidad para dejar de escribir por más de dos meses y luego regresar como si nada? Yo sí</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya terminé TODAS mis clases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sí, ya soy egresada.&lt;br /&gt;No, no estoy cerca de ser Licenciada, aún debo terminar mi tesis.&lt;br /&gt;No, no le tengo miedo a mi Directora, tan solo evito momentos incómodos e innecesarios para &lt;i&gt;-admitámoslo-&lt;/i&gt; ambas.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, ahora soy desempleada.&lt;br /&gt;Sí, ando de nini.&lt;br /&gt;No, no tengo ni puta idea de qué hacer con mi vida, muchas gracias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Así que...yey, I guess.&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/3351825509434669590-4503996725840801568?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4503996725840801568/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4503996725840801568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4503996725840801568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4503996725840801568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-dan-cuenta-de-mi-habilidad-para.html' title='¿Se dan cuenta de mi habilidad para dejar de escribir por más de dos meses y luego regresar como si nada? Yo sí'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2311827374551947258</id><published>2012-01-10T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T22:15:38.679-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;—Eres tan extraño&lt;br /&gt;—Y me enorgullezco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;De los Castores Cascarrabias, that's right.&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/3351825509434669590-2311827374551947258?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2311827374551947258/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2311827374551947258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2311827374551947258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2311827374551947258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2012/01/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-9179876723182054917</id><published>2011-11-05T23:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:27:44.288-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Todos nos estamos haciendo adultos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltlbtwqM9r1qi8p9g.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 166px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltlbtwqM9r1qi8p9g.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " &gt;Corran. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sálvense mientras puedan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-9179876723182054917?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9179876723182054917/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=9179876723182054917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9179876723182054917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9179876723182054917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/11/todos-nos-estamos-haciendo-adultos.html' title='Todos nos estamos haciendo adultos.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2963343013301467019</id><published>2011-11-05T22:18:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T23:28:19.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prácticas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='México'/><title type='text'>Quejas 1-6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Estoy haciendo mis prácticas profesionales mediante un proyecto de seis meses que (en teoría) fomenta la paz mediante pequeñas acciones,  el tema que elegí es equidad de género y somos 20 jóvenes 'becados'. Todo lo anterior forma parte del Instituto de la Juventud, o sea Gobierno, o sea un partido político. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ay, caí en el sistema y sin darme cuenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; 'A veces nosotros trabajamos y nos pagan hasta que finaliza el proyecto, ¡meses después!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Encontrar servicio o prácticas donde paguen es muy extraño, pero por favor no esperen motivarnos con eso. Somos jóvenes, no estúpidos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'No han pagado, lo sé, pero puedes sacar de tu bolsa para pagar las lonas'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Contrario a lo que estas personas creen, el dinero no crece en los árboles. Al menos no para mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;'Sé que ustedes están por el compromiso social, no por el dinero'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;Dos chicos salieron del proyecto, uno lo abandonó y la otra &lt;i&gt;sabradiosqueleocurrió&lt;/i&gt;. El hombre dijo 'para que vean que esto no es una broma, si no vemos compromiso de su parte los podemos sacar del proyecto, así como a sus compañeros'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Como si no hubiera escuchado al hombre intentando convencer al chico de que se quedara, como si todos no nos enteráramos de TODO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;Siempre mencionan nuestra 'falta de interés y compromiso'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...nuestra impuntualidad, poco esfuerzo, etc. Como si ellos nunca hubiesen sido jóvenes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hacen eventos y nos llevan de acarreados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Eventos 'para los jóvenes goeiii'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Los viernes. En la tarde (    .__.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3351825509434669590-2963343013301467019?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2963343013301467019/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2963343013301467019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2963343013301467019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2963343013301467019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/11/quejas-1-6.html' title='Quejas 1-6'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-8212032992744551519</id><published>2011-11-05T22:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:15:07.466-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sophie-Anne: [...] everything that exists imagined itself into existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;De 'True Blood'&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/3351825509434669590-8212032992744551519?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8212032992744551519/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=8212032992744551519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8212032992744551519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8212032992744551519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/11/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5935650682747341577</id><published>2011-10-24T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:23:52.972-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><title type='text'>Dulces Sueños : )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsj8qrRou11qzi80do1_r1_500.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 215px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsj8qrRou11qzi80do1_r1_500.gif" 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/3351825509434669590-5935650682747341577?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5935650682747341577/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5935650682747341577&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5935650682747341577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5935650682747341577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/dulces-suenos.html' title='Dulces Sueños : )'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2505940435963128268</id><published>2011-10-24T23:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:16:25.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>Pensamiento Social</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hace mucho tiempo tomaba sólo una clase los lunes, miércoles y viernes: Pensamiento Social...algo, la cuestión es que la profesora (saludos) estaba más preocupada por su embarazo que por impartir clase, así que formamos equipos, dividimos temas, realizamos exposiciones y más o menos hicimos algo útil durante el semestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;El día de mi primera exposición iba en el camión con mis hojitas llenas de información referente a la Guerra Fría (creo) entre mis manos: sudaba, leía, releía, me rascaba la cabeza, volvía a leer, etc., de repente, una señora mayor se sentó a mi lado y me preguntó la razón de mi nerviosismo, usualmente invento algo que me entretenga, pero estaba tan aturdida que le platiqué la verdad; muy amablemente, la mujer tomó mi mano izquierda entre las suyas y me enseñó un punto en ésta que debía masajear para calmar mis nervios, dijo que era una técnica infalible y haría que todo saliera bien. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Minutos después se bajó del camión, así que yo dejé de leer mis hojas y me puse a realizar el ejercicio que me acababa de mostrar. Así le hice el resto del viaje, hasta llegar a mi salón.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y me fue de la chingada. Se me olvidó todo (&lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;, mi primera reacción fue exclamar 'ay, se me olvidó'), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;me trabé mientras intentaba hablar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;me sonrojé, se rieron de mí. Uno de mis mayores fracasos como comunicóloga, como universitaria, y como ser humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hay dos lecciones de vida aquí, la primera es nunca creerle a las señoras mayores de aspecto &lt;i&gt;creepy&lt;/i&gt; que se suben al camión, menos aún si te dan consejos que no han sido científicamente verificados, snif; la segunda es bastante obvia, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;o sean babosos y lean (&lt;b&gt;leer para aprender&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;si no leo me a-burro&lt;/b&gt;, y cualquier otra frase &lt;i&gt;cheesy&lt;/i&gt; que se les ocurra), fin.&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/3351825509434669590-2505940435963128268?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2505940435963128268/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2505940435963128268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2505940435963128268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2505940435963128268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/pensamiento-social.html' title='Pensamiento Social'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-580202446978592482</id><published>2011-10-24T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:41:35.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Fotografiar es colocar la cabeza, el ojo y el corazón en un mismo eje"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Henry Cartier-Bresson&lt;/div&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/3351825509434669590-580202446978592482?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/580202446978592482/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=580202446978592482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/580202446978592482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/580202446978592482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-del-dia_24.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-8304420476700543945</id><published>2011-10-16T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:13:07.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Joseph Gordon-Levitt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXPsejKMa3c/Tpuqw9bbrXI/AAAAAAAABes/bdCq7pN4Cno/s1600/he_ll_never_have_a_girlfriend_01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXPsejKMa3c/Tpuqw9bbrXI/AAAAAAAABes/bdCq7pN4Cno/s400/he_ll_never_have_a_girlfriend_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664308714448596338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;¿Vieron '3rd Rock from the Sun', '10 cosas que odio de tí' o '500 days of Summer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;¿NO? Bueno, no me importa, él sale en las tres :3&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/3351825509434669590-8304420476700543945?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8304420476700543945/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=8304420476700543945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8304420476700543945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8304420476700543945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/joseph-gordon-levitt.html' title='Joseph Gordon-Levitt'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BXPsejKMa3c/Tpuqw9bbrXI/AAAAAAAABes/bdCq7pN4Cno/s72-c/he_ll_never_have_a_girlfriend_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2841455574810959830</id><published>2011-10-16T22:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T23:03:33.561-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo los educo de a madres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los estudio sin que lo sepan'/><title type='text'>Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;¿Por qué usamos redes sociales de este tipo? ¿Por qué nos gusta/gustaba tener una cuenta en myspace, hi5, facebook, blogger, tumblr, twitter, etc. como todos los demás? ¿POR QUÉ DEMONIOS, A PESAR DE ANUNCIAR A TODOS LOS USUARIOS QUE VAN A CERRAR SU CUENTA EN 'X' RED SOCIAL DEBIDO A SU 'BAJA CALIDAD' Y 'ESTUPIDEZ' NO LO HACEN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tengo una teoría.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nosotros —entiéndase los seres humanos, personas, homo sapiens— necesitamos que otros sujetos nos feliciten por nuestros logros, algo así como una palmadita en la cabeza por hacer algo bien, o al menos por intentarlo. Si vamos a un concierto, subimos fotos, si pensamos en algo ingenioso, lo plasmamos en alguna red social, y (consciente o inconscientemente) esperamos que alguien nos proporcione alguna señal que nos diga '¡Hey! ¡Bien dicho, buena información, gran foto!' Entonces somos relativamente felices y llegamos a un estado de cuasi-satisfacción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No me malentiendan, no está mal. Y no digo que no exista esa persona que hace todo por SU propia satisfacción, pero admitámoslo, algo muy dentro de nosotros se alegra cuando vemos que alguien más parece identificarse con lo que decimos/hacemos. La cuestión es NO DEPENDER TOTALMENTE DE ELLO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada blanco, nada negro. Puros grises amiguitos, acéptense como animales sociales y ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2841455574810959830?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2841455574810959830/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2841455574810959830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2841455574810959830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2841455574810959830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/idea.html' title='Idea'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2087838728753382789</id><published>2011-10-16T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:12:49.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joven'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Cuando somos jóvenes creemos que, no sólo nosotros, sino todo cuanto nos rodea es inmortal"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Benjamin Disraeli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2087838728753382789?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2087838728753382789/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2087838728753382789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2087838728753382789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2087838728753382789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-del-dia_16.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5542290902310688952</id><published>2011-10-09T23:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:52:09.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>New Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsf6zgjgGk1qhitcr.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 224px;" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsf6zgjgGk1qhitcr.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;BEST GIF EVER!&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/3351825509434669590-5542290902310688952?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5542290902310688952/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5542290902310688952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5542290902310688952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5542290902310688952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-girl.html' title='New Girl'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-901753879843911720</id><published>2011-10-09T23:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:48:33.416-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente rara...en el mal sentido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>Las amigas de Novio</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Salía con Novio y todo estaba oscuro, caminábamos por calles familiares pero que no estaban ni por mi casa ni por la suya; platicábamos de todo un poco, y aún sin aparecer el sol (aparentemente era muy de madrugada), él me recordaba un evento al que debíamos asistir ese mismo día con ropa formal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Subíamos a un camión y nos sentábamos en el penúltimo asiento del lado derecho, bajábamos minutos después.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Seguíamos caminando por rumbos que me recordaron a mi antigua preparatoria, Novio llevaba una toalla en las manos y yo también; entrábamos entonces a un edificio, en la parte de abajo había excusados, regaderas y tinas, así que (obviamente, al parecer) nos metíamos a una de estas últimas para bañarnos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hasta entonces todo bizarro pero bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Entonces, empezaba a escuchar voces a lo lejos, voces que me resultaban familiares y que aumentaban de intensidad con el pasar de los segundos; la más molesta crecía más y más y más...su dueña empujó la puerta del cuarto...fue en ese momento cuando descubrí &lt;i&gt;-para mi pesar- &lt;/i&gt;que tres amigas de Novio acababan de entrar donde estábamos él y yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Y las tres se quedaron. Y una empezó a hacer plática mientras las cuatro personas restantes nos consumíamos en incomodidad. Y luego se fueron. Y luego me alegré porque me había metido a bañar con TRAJE DE BAÑO COMPLETO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lo he meditado, y mi sueño equivale a encontrarse frente a una multitud completamente desnuda (yo, no la multitud).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Mis sueños no son XXX, nada de 'bow chaka bow wow' con otras mujeres, ¡ni siquiera con Novio! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;¿Por qué sueño con las amigas de novio? Sé que ya mero es Halloween, pero aún así...&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/3351825509434669590-901753879843911720?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/901753879843911720/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=901753879843911720&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/901753879843911720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/901753879843911720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/las-amigas-de-novio.html' title='Las amigas de Novio'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3625922946756243169</id><published>2011-10-09T23:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T23:22:41.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"ahahahahahaha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;MI risa fingida (procuren no generalizar)&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/3351825509434669590-3625922946756243169?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3625922946756243169/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3625922946756243169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3625922946756243169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3625922946756243169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/10/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3664983975227362360</id><published>2011-05-29T18:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:28:21.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Mi sentido del humor es grotesco, ¿y?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Vi una película que se llama "El Anticristo". Hay un infante muerto, unos padres a los que les gusta tener sexo constantemente, bajo cualquier circunstancia, en cualquier lugar y a cualquier hora &lt;i&gt;(lo remarco porque es extremadamente importante, ja)&lt;/i&gt;, también hay violencia, llanto, misoginia, psicología for dummies, terror, duelo, mutilaciones genitales y lo más importante...un zorro que habla, ¿su línea? REINA EL CAOS :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7y43ZVYTj18/TeQmVQNDRdI/AAAAAAAABco/XBVzF7aMadY/s1600/zorro-antichrist.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 211px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7y43ZVYTj18/TeQmVQNDRdI/AAAAAAAABco/XBVzF7aMadY/s400/zorro-antichrist.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612653182179296722" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Esto provocó que me diera un ataque de risa en plena clase de apreciación cinematográfica, haciendo que &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;mis compañeros y mi profesor me vieran feo ¬¬ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gracias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lars von Trier!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-3664983975227362360?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3664983975227362360/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3664983975227362360&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3664983975227362360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3664983975227362360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/mi-sentido-del-humor-es-grotesco-y.html' title='Mi sentido del humor es grotesco, ¿y?'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7y43ZVYTj18/TeQmVQNDRdI/AAAAAAAABco/XBVzF7aMadY/s72-c/zorro-antichrist.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6952878686725909973</id><published>2011-05-29T18:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:17:59.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ewww'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Recapitulemos. La semana pasada comí:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(todo lo siguiente fue ingerido no en grandes, sino en MONUMENTALES cantidades)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pay de limón congelado (sólo en las noches)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Palomitas con salsa y queso (viendo Thor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nachos con salsa, jitomate y chiles en vinagre (viendo al Capitán &lt;/span&gt;Jack Sparr...digo, viendo Piratas del Caribe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sushi (levemente frío)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Salmón (jamás en mi vida lo había probado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pollo Cajún (sí, hice esa misma cara)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sabritas con salsa (y limón :3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cacahuates con mucha salsa (*babea incansablemente*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Café, café y más CAFÉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Muchas cosas más...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...y me enfermé :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GrsrvJxjTAA/TeQkr1MWztI/AAAAAAAABcg/VTEK3mPb0JI/s400/tumblr_lm0qdsnneH1qkg9c5o1_1280.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612651371042361042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pero lo volvería a hacer :D&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/3351825509434669590-6952878686725909973?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6952878686725909973/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6952878686725909973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6952878686725909973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6952878686725909973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/recapitulemos-la-semana-pasada-comi.html' title='Recapitulemos. La semana pasada comí:'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GrsrvJxjTAA/TeQkr1MWztI/AAAAAAAABcg/VTEK3mPb0JI/s72-c/tumblr_lm0qdsnneH1qkg9c5o1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2476361275534001047</id><published>2011-05-29T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T14:23:11.849-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I think everybody’s weird. We should all celebrate our individuality and not be embarrassed or ashamed of it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2476361275534001047?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2476361275534001047/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2476361275534001047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2476361275534001047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2476361275534001047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-del-dia_29.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6082102036946641729</id><published>2011-05-24T23:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:19:53.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Torpeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b178/Azukita/oops-1.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b178/Azukita/oops-1.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tengo tumblr...eso, sabían? E intenté una y otra vez subir este estúpido gif, pero no pude, y si no se ve en blogger juro que mañana alguien saldrá golpeado ¬¬&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/3351825509434669590-6082102036946641729?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6082102036946641729/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6082102036946641729&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6082102036946641729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6082102036946641729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/torpeza.html' title='Torpeza'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-850817812341282715</id><published>2011-05-24T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T00:15:56.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Feliz feliz. Alegre, alegre.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hoy fue un día perfecto, ¿alguna vez han tenido un día así? Creo que todos hemos tenido instantes, o incluso momentos perfectos, de esos que dan ganas de congelar y tener guardados para repetir una y otra vez cada que sea necesario; sin embargo, y contrario a mi naturaleza torpe y medio agitada, hoy fue mi día ideal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Lamentablemente no puedo embotellar estas horas y echarles un ojo cada vez que me dé la gana, pero no importa, lo alborozada nadie me lo quita. Sólo me faltó encontrar dinero en mi camino, pero creo que el mundo hubiese tenido que hacer implosión o algo por el estilo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tan tan.&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/3351825509434669590-850817812341282715?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/850817812341282715/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=850817812341282715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/850817812341282715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/850817812341282715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/feliz-feliz-alegre-alegre.html' title='Feliz feliz. Alegre, alegre.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-8037322851451599657</id><published>2011-05-24T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:36:59.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Si te gusta el fosforescente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt; fosforece"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;La acabo de ver en un perfil de facebook, desconozco su origen (real).&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/3351825509434669590-8037322851451599657?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8037322851451599657/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=8037322851451599657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8037322851451599657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8037322851451599657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-del-dia_24.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5460060815436092636</id><published>2011-05-23T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:32:58.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Baaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DcM48nXxWI/Tdr7_Pn942I/AAAAAAAABcI/lkO62abwJZE/s1600/2708186506_34f64ac219.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DcM48nXxWI/Tdr7_Pn942I/AAAAAAAABcI/lkO62abwJZE/s400/2708186506_34f64ac219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610073349787870050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tal vez la conozcan. Sale en uno o dos episodios de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Half&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Men&lt;/span&gt; como la hija embarazada de Berta, y también en &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Theory&lt;/span&gt; como la novia de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Leonard&lt;/span&gt;, sí, la doctora. ¿&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Quihubo&lt;/span&gt;? Lo descubrí ayer, en uno de mis muchos momentos de ociosidad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;...vayan hijos míos, y compartan mis conocimientos!&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/3351825509434669590-5460060815436092636?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5460060815436092636/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5460060815436092636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5460060815436092636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5460060815436092636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/baaa.html' title='Baaa!'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DcM48nXxWI/Tdr7_Pn942I/AAAAAAAABcI/lkO62abwJZE/s72-c/2708186506_34f64ac219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5696987024664943525</id><published>2011-05-23T19:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:28:48.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>¿Adivinen qué?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ya voy a más de la mitad de mi servicio, yeiii &lt;i&gt;*corre en círculos*&lt;/i&gt; así que, ya saben, sólo me faltan 240 horas más y estaré lista para...las prácticas profesionales, 480 horas más que &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;si no me equivoco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt; me chuparán el último rastro de vida y me llevarán a la vorágine de &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;OH DIOS MÍO&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt; el mundo laboral, adulto, ese en el que debes TRABAJAR, OBEDECER, y demás cosas impías que he evitado &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;casi&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;—&lt;/span&gt; fructíferamente durante casi 22 años de vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sé que los cambios son buenos, pero mi actitud frente a la autoridad no me ha traído buenas recompensas: no soy rebeldeanarquistarompomadres, pero sí soy apáticamevalemadrenolohago, así que pronostico en mi futuro un gran número de trabajos breves y mal pagados. Pobre de mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Quería escribir aquí, lo extrañaba demasiado. Aparte sabrán ustedes que amo mi blog y me gusta verlo a diario, sin embargo sentía una punzadita en nosédonde porque desde hace más de un mes para acá seguía viendo el mismo mentado post hasta arribotototota, así que aquí me tienen. Alégrense y eso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Estoy aquí. Y en facebook. Y en tumblr. Y en twitter. Y en la escuela. Y en mi tesis, que iría muy bien si tuviese la fuerza de voluntad para sentarme 48 horas seguidas y escribir y escribir hasta que se me sequen todas las neuronas ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Y ya que es mi blog y yo hago lo que se me da la gana con él, rellenaré el tiempo que estuve ausente con anécdotas estúpidas y cortas, como hoy cuando mis compañeras y yo debatíamos acaloradamente sobre tampones. Laifsgud n_n&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/3351825509434669590-5696987024664943525?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5696987024664943525/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5696987024664943525&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5696987024664943525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5696987024664943525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/adivinen-que.html' title='¿Adivinen qué?'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-957309077148463075</id><published>2011-05-23T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:10:51.252-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joven'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;Los viejos desconfían de la juventud, porque han sido jóvenes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "  &gt;William Shakespeare&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/3351825509434669590-957309077148463075?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/957309077148463075/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=957309077148463075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/957309077148463075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/957309077148463075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-7503089672039106457</id><published>2011-03-08T21:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T00:28:50.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Meh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_bIAejzfCro/Td8QMRJ4ivI/AAAAAAAABcQ/HGArjD8G-7E/s1600/tumblr_lfxmv8wGBc1qck2mdo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_bIAejzfCro/Td8QMRJ4ivI/AAAAAAAABcQ/HGArjD8G-7E/s400/tumblr_lfxmv8wGBc1qck2mdo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611221463676259058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...o pasado -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-7503089672039106457?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7503089672039106457/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=7503089672039106457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7503089672039106457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7503089672039106457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/05/meh.html' title='Meh...'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_bIAejzfCro/Td8QMRJ4ivI/AAAAAAAABcQ/HGArjD8G-7E/s72-c/tumblr_lfxmv8wGBc1qck2mdo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-432622472740384106</id><published>2011-03-08T21:03:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:40:53.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>Comida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No conocía el &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.paperblog.com/germen-de-alfalfa-71904/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;germen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;, ni de trigo, ni de soya, ni de alfalfa, nada de eso; eso provocó que se burlaran de mí a mitad de mi clase de mercadotecnia. Entonces tuve una regresión, cuando mi familia se burló de mí porque nunca había probado los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pistacia_vera"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;pistaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; y no sabía cómo demonios se comían.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sufrí, lloré y tuve miedo. Y ya D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;No posteo mucho sobre comida, disculpen la incoherencia de esta publicación, no tiene ni pies ni cabeza, en serio. Y eso que no les hablé de los &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lactobacillus_bulgaricus"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;bulgaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-432622472740384106?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/432622472740384106/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=432622472740384106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/432622472740384106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/432622472740384106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/03/comida.html' title='Comida'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6555051675363149380</id><published>2011-03-08T20:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:03:53.276-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;—I think the universe is conspiring against me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;—The whole universe?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;—Yeah, all of creation, it's a plot. I know that now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;De Wonderfalls, una de esas series que debió durar para siempre ¬¬&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/3351825509434669590-6555051675363149380?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6555051675363149380/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6555051675363149380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6555051675363149380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6555051675363149380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-del-dia_08.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5375206506112887658</id><published>2011-03-03T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:10:17.999-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Happy Jake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ0NYqCoa58/TXBlfN1eDFI/AAAAAAAABcA/M3pFWXgFgAc/s1600/250460191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ0NYqCoa58/TXBlfN1eDFI/AAAAAAAABcA/M3pFWXgFgAc/s400/250460191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580071525276322898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Imágenes así me ayudan cuando estoy triste. Sí, soy simple...y qué?&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/3351825509434669590-5375206506112887658?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5375206506112887658/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5375206506112887658&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5375206506112887658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5375206506112887658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-jake.html' title='Happy Jake'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ0NYqCoa58/TXBlfN1eDFI/AAAAAAAABcA/M3pFWXgFgAc/s72-c/250460191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2292872007710110179</id><published>2011-03-03T22:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T22:03:26.030-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libros'/><title type='text'>Favoritos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cuando tomo decisiones, intento ser inquisitiva pero rápida, creo que hay situaciones en las que debes elegir Y YA, y no dar vueltas y vueltas y vueltas sin decidirte por algo. Sin embargo &lt;i&gt;-y a pesar de mi postura anterior-&lt;/i&gt;, tengo un grave conflicto con algo que tal vez a ustedes les venga valiendo, pero, ya saben, es mi blog, así que...whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Una amiga está haciendo en una red social algo denominado &lt;i&gt;"30 day song challenge"&lt;/i&gt;, y sí, es justo como se lo imaginan: treinta canciones en treinta días, con temáticas desde&lt;i&gt; "a song that is a guilty pleasure",&lt;/i&gt; hasta &lt;i&gt;"a song that makes you laugh"&lt;/i&gt;. ¿Saben cual es mi problema? El primer día debes colocar tu canción favorita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;WHAAATTHEFUUUCK...no puedo hacer eso, me es simplemente imposible pensar en UNA sola canción que quiera escuchar una y otra vez hasta mi muerte. Y me pasa lo mismo con&lt;i&gt; "libro favorito"&lt;/i&gt; o &lt;i&gt;"película favorita"&lt;/i&gt;...es decir sí, les puedo mencionar uno o una, pero minutos después vivo atormentada pensando si les di la respuesta correcta; ¿qué género?, ¿de qué año?, ¿bajo qué circunstancias?, es decir, hay MUCHO que considerar para decir algo tan simple como &lt;i&gt;"Changes"&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;"El guardián entre el centeno"&lt;/i&gt; o &lt;i&gt;"Requiem for a dream"&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trato de dimensionarlo para que ustedes, amables lectores, me entiendan, pero es demasiado complicado, mis conocimientos referentes a cosas de su interés son totalmente nulos. A menos que sean como yo y comprendan &lt;i&gt;(y compartan)&lt;/i&gt; mi angustia, en ese caso...que miedo me dan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2292872007710110179?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2292872007710110179/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2292872007710110179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2292872007710110179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2292872007710110179'/><link 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la juventud, porque han sido jóvenes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;William Shakespeare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1870651227448325670?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1870651227448325670/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1870651227448325670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1870651227448325670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1870651227448325670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/03/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1514306732689692534</id><published>2011-02-27T18:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:05:03.138-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Black Swan Parody</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pk7eFeRUsMo?rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1514306732689692534?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1514306732689692534/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1514306732689692534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1514306732689692534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1514306732689692534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/black-swan-parody.html' title='Black Swan Parody'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pk7eFeRUsMo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-197787989596929508</id><published>2011-02-27T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:02:03.560-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Quiniela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Para mi desgracia, no fui capaz de ver todas las películas que están nominadas para los Oscar (es decir, ni siquiera vi Inception, WTF), sin embargo, eso no me quita las ganas de intentar adivinar quiénes serán los ganadores de esta noche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;¿No ven los Oscar? Igual, está bien. Yo los veo porque no hay nada mejor que hacer un domingo en la noche (no, no quiero ver el final de Teresa, gracias ¬¬), y admitámoslo, me comienzo a sentir un tanto patética viendo el maratón de Sixteen and Pregnant y llorando con cada episodio, así que...Oscar, con su permiso ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Los que me conocen sabrán que mi favorita es Black Swan, y las razones son muy sencillas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;1. Es de Darren Fucking Aronofsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;2. Protagonizada por Natalie Portman *suspiro*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;3. El lago de los cisnes! (no les encantó la música? s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;nif)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;4. Ballet (lectora joven traumada con Flores en el Ático)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;5. Y bueno, algo que no se ve en muchas películas (las porno no cuentan ¬¬):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v8t2FTXxj5g/TWrkScRJPsI/AAAAAAAABb4/qe6g13w4hVU/s400/Black%2BSwan.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 194px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578522093928660674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;*GRAN suspiro*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sin embargo, afronto la realidad, y le apuesto a &lt;i&gt;The Social Network&lt;/i&gt; como mejor película, &lt;i&gt;David Fincher &lt;/i&gt;como mejor director, &lt;i&gt;Natalie Portman &lt;/i&gt;como mejor actriz (yei) , y &lt;i&gt;Colin Firth&lt;/i&gt; como mejor actor. Veamos que pasa n___n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;¿No han visto Black Swan? Véanla, es una mezcla entre Requiem for a dream y The Wrestler, ambas de Aronofsky :)&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/3351825509434669590-197787989596929508?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/197787989596929508/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=197787989596929508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/197787989596929508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/197787989596929508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/quiniela.html' title='Quiniela'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v8t2FTXxj5g/TWrkScRJPsI/AAAAAAAABb4/qe6g13w4hVU/s72-c/Black%2BSwan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4946275057900647489</id><published>2011-02-27T16:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T16:44:56.722-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;No puedes ver lo que eres, lo que ves, es tu sombra."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Rabindranath Tagore&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/3351825509434669590-4946275057900647489?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4946275057900647489/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4946275057900647489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4946275057900647489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4946275057900647489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia_27.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2696587906812410265</id><published>2011-02-21T20:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:14:52.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bunsen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Secundaria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sAz5pc5Lng/TWMbpol0xII/AAAAAAAABbw/ogn46MPCK30/s1600/gordo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sAz5pc5Lng/TWMbpol0xII/AAAAAAAABbw/ogn46MPCK30/s400/gordo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576331165699458178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(click para hacer más grande, ja)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dejen les cuento del grupo de facebook al que me agregaron hace poco, todos mis amigos de secundaria y...ok no ¬¬&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/3351825509434669590-2696587906812410265?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2696587906812410265/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2696587906812410265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2696587906812410265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2696587906812410265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/secundaria.html' title='Secundaria'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0sAz5pc5Lng/TWMbpol0xII/AAAAAAAABbw/ogn46MPCK30/s72-c/gordo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2900010710204565470</id><published>2011-02-21T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:53:13.240-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hay juntas, reuniones, pláticas infomales. Se organizan, se agrupan, se distribuyen responsabilidades y hacen tormentas de ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Realizan eventos, recaudan dinero, lo invierten, hacen otro evento, juntan más lana &lt;i&gt;(en teoría)&lt;/i&gt;, y así hasta que la generación salga...o hasta que el tesorero huya con las ganancias...&lt;i&gt;whatever happens first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Y hay kermeses &lt;i&gt;(no tengo ni la más mínima idea de cómo se escriba ¬¬)&lt;/i&gt;, reinas de la primavera, carteles, boletitos, fotos, anillos, togas, birretes, viajes, fiestas de graduación...y yo veo todo eso y me pongo malita de mis nervios :'( Y no porque no quiera salir &lt;i&gt;(al contrario...in your face suckers!!!)&lt;/i&gt;, es sólo que toda esa planeación...me enferma.&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/3351825509434669590-2900010710204565470?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2900010710204565470/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2900010710204565470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2900010710204565470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2900010710204565470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3492116384641789547</id><published>2011-02-21T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:32:36.879-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Libros'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 24px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 24px; "&gt;“El infierno de los vivos no es algo que será: existe ya aquí y es el que habitamos todos los días, el que formamos estando juntos. Dos formas hay de no sufrirlo. La primera es fácil para muchos: aceptar el infierno y convertirse en parte de él hasta el punto de dejar de verlo ya. La segunda es arriesgada y exige atención y aprendizaje continuos: buscar y saber quién y qué en medio del infierno no es infierno, y hacerlo durar y darle espacio…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Italo Calvino. &lt;i&gt;Las Ciudades Invisibles&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;¿Debería leer el libro antes de citarlo? Sí, probablemente. ¿Lo leeré en un futuro cercano? Dejen que ahorre dinero, pague deudas y lo leo *blissful ignorance* :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-3492116384641789547?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3492116384641789547/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3492116384641789547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3492116384641789547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3492116384641789547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia_21.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5641929399953715537</id><published>2011-02-19T23:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:27:47.122-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asqueroso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>1 man 1 jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;Novio dijo que le perturbaba la última imagen que coloqué, espero que ésta no le traiga tan malos recuerdos n_n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WH2ocwHxqX0/TWMP3FWCzCI/AAAAAAAABbg/dhGtNHf5Ylc/s1600/1man1har.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WH2ocwHxqX0/TWMP3FWCzCI/AAAAAAAABbg/dhGtNHf5Ylc/s400/1man1har.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576318202616663074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si quieren pueden buscar el video, y verlo...COMPLETO, pero no digan que no se los advertí ¬¬&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/3351825509434669590-5641929399953715537?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5641929399953715537/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5641929399953715537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5641929399953715537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5641929399953715537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/1-man-1-jar.html' title='1 man 1 jar'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WH2ocwHxqX0/TWMP3FWCzCI/AAAAAAAABbg/dhGtNHf5Ylc/s72-c/1man1har.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6609278226514330612</id><published>2011-02-19T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T20:18:34.765-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asqueroso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Pinche Gente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hace poco tuve una especie de charla/discusión con mi muy adorable y estimada cuñada. Ella sostenía que los gays:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Intentan convertirte y hacerte como ellos (ya saben, invitándote a bares y haciéndote beber cerveza adulterada y otras cosas del DEMONIO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. Violan a los niños y estos a su vez se hacen homosexuales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. No nacen, se hacen por culpa de la familia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. No son normales. Porque ser homosexual no es aceptado por la sociedad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;WHAT. THE. FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sí, sí, eso pensé durante todo el rato que duró la conversación, y digo &lt;i&gt;"conversación" &lt;/i&gt;a pesar de que no me dejó hablar, argumentar o rechazar sus tontas suposiciones, y cada vez que lo intentaba ella subía la voz y decía &lt;i&gt;"no, no, espérate!!!"&lt;/i&gt;, aparte recurría al &lt;i&gt;"me han dicho" &lt;/i&gt;que tanto odio durante las discusiones racionales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Creo que hay una línea muy delgada entre la ignorancia y la estupidez. Y mi cuñada no está del lado ignorante ¬¬ H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ay que ser medio animal para creer muchas de las cosas que ella&lt;i&gt; -tan fervientemente- &lt;/i&gt;sostiene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Me da miedo porque es la madre de mi sobrino, snif. Mi hermano escuchó el final de la conversación y lo único que atinó a decir fue &lt;i&gt;"Qué? hablan de Kalimba?"&lt;/i&gt; (léase con tono de Beavis y Buthead)...so yeah, we're screwed&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/3351825509434669590-6609278226514330612?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6609278226514330612/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6609278226514330612&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6609278226514330612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6609278226514330612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/pinche-gente.html' title='Pinche Gente'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-444457581548261062</id><published>2011-02-19T22:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T19:21:56.746-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Everyone knows that books are better than life! That's why they're books!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;De &lt;i&gt;A love song for Bobby Long&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-444457581548261062?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/444457581548261062/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=444457581548261062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/444457581548261062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/444457581548261062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia_19.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5925180453047150617</id><published>2011-02-08T21:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:27:11.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente rara...en el mal sentido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>XoX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TVIJbyFeQFI/AAAAAAAABbY/nbmAAhJNNlU/s1600/human-freaks33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TVIJbyFeQFI/AAAAAAAABbY/nbmAAhJNNlU/s400/human-freaks33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571526061916569682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-5925180453047150617?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5925180453047150617/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5925180453047150617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5925180453047150617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5925180453047150617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/xox.html' title='XoX'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TVIJbyFeQFI/AAAAAAAABbY/nbmAAhJNNlU/s72-c/human-freaks33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3789814570500052015</id><published>2011-02-08T21:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T21:24:05.060-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inútilmente'/><title type='text'>Decisión</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Hoy -alrededor de las 6 y media de la tarde- tuve una epifanía. Ya sé que tipo de madre quiero ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Si alguno de mis hijos y yo nos encontramos a una distancia grande -y resulta que lo necesito-, gritaré su nombre -más apellido cuando esté realmente enojada- y luego la razón de por qué es imperiosa su presencia u opinión, ya saben "Diego, traéme mis lentes" o "Eduardo, ya comiste?". Nada de su nombre, una y otra vez, incansablemente, hasta que se aparezca ante mí para preguntarle únicamente "ya llegaste?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Y ya, ja&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/3351825509434669590-3789814570500052015?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3789814570500052015/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3789814570500052015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3789814570500052015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3789814570500052015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/decision.html' title='Decisión'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3852425268061795748</id><published>2011-02-08T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T19:15:17.533-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Rebecca: You'll see. You'll get totally sick of all the creeps and losers and weirdos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Enid: But those are our people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); "&gt;Ghost World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;. Nunca nos dejen solos ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-3852425268061795748?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3852425268061795748/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3852425268061795748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3852425268061795748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3852425268061795748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia_06.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5077396677294673966</id><published>2011-02-04T23:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:14:06.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gente rara...en el mal sentido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>¿Quién no la ha visto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUzchj0imaI/AAAAAAAABbQ/oqeutyzqXsY/s1600/disney-landia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUzchj0imaI/AAAAAAAABbQ/oqeutyzqXsY/s400/disney-landia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570069308259867042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-5077396677294673966?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5077396677294673966/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5077396677294673966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5077396677294673966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5077396677294673966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/quien-no-la-ha-visto.html' title='¿Quién no la ha visto?'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUzchj0imaI/AAAAAAAABbQ/oqeutyzqXsY/s72-c/disney-landia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2188580313332074963</id><published>2011-02-04T23:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:07:08.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Servicio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>Queso y aceitunas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Finalmente, después de un (no) muy arduo esfuerzo por encontrar un lugar para realizar mi servicio social...lo he conseguido! En mi escuela! (¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Aparentemente necesitaban urgentemente alguien con demasiado tiempo libre, y admitámoslo ¿quién mejor que yo en ese rubo? Me explicaron que mis actividades se enfocarían a la organización de los trámites, al diseño de la imagen de la coordinación y a la eventual creación de productos comunicativos como &lt;i&gt;(aquí mi mente divagó y no recuerdo que me dijeron)&lt;/i&gt;, además &lt;i&gt;(gran énfasis)&lt;/i&gt; si hay poco trabajo puedo hacer uso personal de los recursos de la oficina &lt;i&gt;-impresora, PC con internet-&lt;/i&gt;. Les juro que casi lloro de la felicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;No sé si lo he mencionado anteriormente, pero yo era la niña que ordenaba sus calcetines por longitud y su clóset por frecuencia de uso y/o tipo de prenda, ahora soy la chica que organiza todo por color y la que compra post tips por cantidades industriales :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Ya me ví n___n&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/3351825509434669590-2188580313332074963?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2188580313332074963/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2188580313332074963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2188580313332074963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2188580313332074963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/queso-y-aceitunas.html' title='Queso y aceitunas'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3023379920914545729</id><published>2011-02-04T22:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:17:12.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; " &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Ninguno nace libre de vicios; y el hombre más perfecto es aquel que sólo tiene los pequeños"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Horacio&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/3351825509434669590-3023379920914545729?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3023379920914545729/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3023379920914545729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3023379920914545729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3023379920914545729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia_04.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2375885332738491291</id><published>2011-02-02T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:43:54.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>:')</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUoIET2x6WI/AAAAAAAABbI/Ni331YnKXOs/s1600/freddy_mercury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUoIET2x6WI/AAAAAAAABbI/Ni331YnKXOs/s400/freddy_mercury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569272759339575650" 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/3351825509434669590-2375885332738491291?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2375885332738491291/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2375885332738491291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2375885332738491291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2375885332738491291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=':&apos;)'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUoIET2x6WI/AAAAAAAABbI/Ni331YnKXOs/s72-c/freddy_mercury.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-117898940644125503</id><published>2011-02-02T19:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:37:37.567-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>No. Bueno, sí.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cuando entré a la universidad tenía la idea &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-no muy clara-&lt;/span&gt; de enfocarme a la fotografía y especializarme en ella; durante los primeros semestres pensé que el periodismo era mejor, aparentemente* se me da escribir, pero eventualmente, después de momentos de crisis como &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ni sé que pasó ayer en el mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"pues periodismo...pero sección de cultura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plisss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;decidí darme por vencida y seguir estudiando hasta que mi verdadera vocación emergiera. Durante un breve &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brevísimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;lapso intenté la teoría...pero nah, nel pastel, y como diría Forrest Gump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;THAT'S ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT THA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ahora comienzo mi último año en la carrera y sólo sé que &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ahora resulta- &lt;/span&gt;me inclino por el diseño editorial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Soy muy indecisa. No. Bueno, sí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Dicen ¬¬ Yo no me la creo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;PD1 Y aún no entiendo, ESPECÍFICAMENTE, CON PERAS Y MANZANAS, qué demonios hace un politólogo ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;PD2 No, no estudio Ciencias Políticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;PD3 Me dio hasta ñáñaras! De veras que no :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&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/3351825509434669590-117898940644125503?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/117898940644125503/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=117898940644125503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/117898940644125503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/117898940644125503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/no-bueno-si.html' title='No. Bueno, sí.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-8437641155790005115</id><published>2011-02-02T19:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:00:52.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Donnie: I made a new friend today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dr. Lilian Thurman: Real or imaginary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Donnie: Imaginary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/span&gt; :3&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/3351825509434669590-8437641155790005115?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8437641155790005115/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=8437641155790005115&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8437641155790005115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/8437641155790005115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-667276936423574580</id><published>2011-01-31T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:20:27.912-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUeJvlh524I/AAAAAAAABa8/xwhY2PizhJ0/s1600/tumblr_lckwldIMYK1qbnnslo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUeJvlh524I/AAAAAAAABa8/xwhY2PizhJ0/s400/tumblr_lckwldIMYK1qbnnslo1_500.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568570914888080258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;NOTA MENTAL: Evitar trabajos que impliquen manejar alimentos y tratar a los clientes, el resultado podría ser mortal ♥_♥&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/3351825509434669590-667276936423574580?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/667276936423574580/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=667276936423574580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/667276936423574580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/667276936423574580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_31.html' title='♥'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUeJvlh524I/AAAAAAAABa8/xwhY2PizhJ0/s72-c/tumblr_lckwldIMYK1qbnnslo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-250174939271131743</id><published>2011-01-31T22:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:20:59.945-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me amo♥'/><title type='text'>Elecciones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;En la primaria no salía, mi máximo fue ir sola a la escuela y regresar sola a mi casa, obviemos que eso ocurrió hasta quinto o sexto y que vivía a media cuadra de la institución ¬¬ En la secundaria fui a una &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tardeada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;en primer año y después nada &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-hasta la graduación, hum-,&lt;/span&gt; era bastante obvio que entraba en la categoría de ñoña...y lo admitiré, pensaba* que mis compañeros eran muy estúpidos y que mis intereses no se parecían a los de ellos así que ¿para qué moverle? En la prepa fui a fiestas, vi a gente vomitar en el pasto, en la acera, en el lavabo, en un taxi en movimiento &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;snif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;, ayudados por un amigo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dedo a garganta, &lt;/span&gt;ewww&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;, presencié ridículos, peleas de borrachos, borrachos con tendencias suicidas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-y al llanto-,&lt;/span&gt; peleas de sobrios, bullying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(che &lt;/span&gt;orson&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :'))&lt;/span&gt;, todo antes de las 6pm, así que nunca sentí la necesidad de extender mi estadía en las fiestas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;¿Y saben algo? No creo haberme perdido de nada, y no me arrepiento de actuar así, de volver a nacer haría exactamente lo mismo. Disfruto mi vida al máximo y nadie me puede hacer pensar lo contrario&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me amo así, tal y como soy&lt;/span&gt; :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;*aún lo pienso, de la may&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;oría ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOTA: Creo pertinente terminar la universidad para resumirla como los anteriores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-250174939271131743?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/250174939271131743/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=250174939271131743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/250174939271131743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/250174939271131743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/elecciones.html' title='Elecciones'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2945397231134356802</id><published>2011-01-31T21:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T21:47:49.899-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Melorra: Oh my god, you guys. We actually made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Enid: [Deadpan] Yeah. We graduated high school. How...totally...amazing ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;De &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. No es tan sorprendente, en serio, uno ve cada cosa :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2945397231134356802?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2945397231134356802/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2945397231134356802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2945397231134356802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2945397231134356802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia_31.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3668112038855439561</id><published>2011-01-28T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:37:55.072-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUOZiG7N5MI/AAAAAAAABaM/tY_FyBQcKBk/s1600/6474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUOZiG7N5MI/AAAAAAAABaM/tY_FyBQcKBk/s400/6474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567462375613654210" 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/3351825509434669590-3668112038855439561?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3668112038855439561/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3668112038855439561&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3668112038855439561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3668112038855439561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TUOZiG7N5MI/AAAAAAAABaM/tY_FyBQcKBk/s72-c/6474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-242609779429612636</id><published>2011-01-28T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:35:01.496-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lloro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toluca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='México'/><title type='text'>Seeee...hay mucho tráfico, hagamos un paso a desnivel, yeiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;¿Les sorprende que alguna obra del gobierno no funcione como &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"se espera"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A mí no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Verán, no es sólo decir &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"seeee...hay mucho tráfico, hagamos un paso a desnivel, yeiii", &lt;/span&gt;no-no, es ligeramente más complicado, pero no tanto, no se espanten. Simplemente hay que echarle coco: ¿por qué hay tráfico? ...por los camiones que recogen pasaje en el cruce y que eventualmente bloquean la avenida ¿el paso a desnivel será usado por esos camiones? ...no, porque en el CRUCE RECOGEN PASAJE ¿vale la pena gastar recursos y provocar un tráfico endemoniado durante casi medio año a las personas que usan ambas avenidas? ...aquí la lógica falla y bueno, ya saben cómo termina el asunto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Y no, no es necesario un alto nivel académico para llegar a la conclusión correcta ¬¬&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/3351825509434669590-242609779429612636?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/242609779429612636/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=242609779429612636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/242609779429612636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/242609779429612636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/seeeehay-mucho-trafico-hagamos-un-paso.html' title='Seeee...hay mucho tráfico, hagamos un paso a desnivel, yeiii'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-27150091413330030</id><published>2011-01-28T21:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T21:08:04.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"I can't relate to 99% of humanity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De la película &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-27150091413330030?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/27150091413330030/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=27150091413330030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/27150091413330030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/27150091413330030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia_28.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1525957891546284662</id><published>2011-01-25T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:13:43.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Duh, me hizo reír como idiota, disculpen :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TT-7TMdK-8I/AAAAAAAABZs/4cMXx4njpY0/s1600/harry-potter-from-a-different-angle11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TT-7TMdK-8I/AAAAAAAABZs/4cMXx4njpY0/s400/harry-potter-from-a-different-angle11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566373602888711106" 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/3351825509434669590-1525957891546284662?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1525957891546284662/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1525957891546284662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1525957891546284662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1525957891546284662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/duh-me-hizo-reir-como-idiota-disculpen.html' title='Duh, me hizo reír como idiota, disculpen :3'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TT-7TMdK-8I/AAAAAAAABZs/4cMXx4njpY0/s72-c/harry-potter-from-a-different-angle11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3697399290439542339</id><published>2011-01-25T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:11:35.863-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Rutina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Usualmente comienzo mi día a las diez de la mañana, cuando me obligan a levantarme a pesar de que saben que no tengo absolutamente nada que hacer. Sigue el desayuno, la televisión con repeticiones de series que veo desde hace tres años (o más), la hora de la comida, seguida de más televisión con programas perturbadores como "Emergencias Bizarras" o "No sabía que estaba embarazada", después unas horas de lectura, ya sea en libros o en internet, a eso de la medianoche otro poco de televisión -para que me dé sueño- y al final mi cama (y un tiempo indeterminado de insomnio aka "cómo sería mi vida si..." con actuaciones y todo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Envídienme, porque yo, yo muero de aburrimiento.&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/3351825509434669590-3697399290439542339?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3697399290439542339/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3697399290439542339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3697399290439542339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3697399290439542339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/rutina.html' title='Rutina'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4281478294598294888</id><published>2011-01-25T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T23:42:29.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" class="actions"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Does she ever sleep? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-I think she periodically makes a whirring noise and then just shuts down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-4281478294598294888?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4281478294598294888/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4281478294598294888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4281478294598294888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4281478294598294888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia_25.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2569535477303748547</id><published>2011-01-20T20:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:27:15.729-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mujeres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>If I were a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTjuwt1pD6I/AAAAAAAABZk/o4Tzsc73InE/s1600/women.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTjuwt1pD6I/AAAAAAAABZk/o4Tzsc73InE/s400/women.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564459860321963938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Discutiré esta imagen en un post más amplio :3&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/3351825509434669590-2569535477303748547?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2569535477303748547/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2569535477303748547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2569535477303748547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2569535477303748547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I were a boy'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTjuwt1pD6I/AAAAAAAABZk/o4Tzsc73InE/s72-c/women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3667987804971481016</id><published>2011-01-20T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:25:19.295-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Looooong story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='México'/><title type='text'>El trabajo te roba el alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;En diciembre me vi envuelta en algo a lo que me negaba a participar desde hace casi 21 años: trabajo! Así es, YO trabajé! Aún no supero la sorpresa, y a pesar de que sólo fueron tres días descubrí dos cosas, la primera es obvia: trabajar apesta, la segunda algunos no lo saben y no se dan cuenta hasta que es demasiado tarde, pero el trabajo te roba el alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mi trabajo consistió en llegar a las siete de la mañana a mi facultad, ahí esperar a que me nombraran para formar parte de grupos creados al azar el día anterior, mismos que recibirían una serie de cuestionarios, un mapa señalando el lugar al que debían ir y una lista de personas, a las que se les debían aplicar los ya mencionados cuestionarios. Todo esto forma parte del gobierno estatal o federal, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yo que sé&lt;/span&gt;, así que los cuestionarios eran de Seguro Popular, Seguro Contra Accidentes, Pensión Alimenticia para Adultos Mayores, Insumos Alimenticios, entre otros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Todo sonaba sencillo y rápido en un principio, pero oh sorpresas que nos esperaban a lo largo del día.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Primero los municipios...Naucalpan y Nezahualcóyotl no están muy cerca de Toluca, así que asumamos lo siguiente: Zacango, Ixtapaluca, Atlacomulco, Aculco, Nicolás Romero y demás tampoco, es más, era completamente distinto si te tocaba Metepec, Zinacantepec o Toluca, zona urbana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ya saben, calles NUMERADAS)&lt;/span&gt; o zona rural &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(dos o tres casas en un radio de 1 kilómetro)&lt;/span&gt;. En lo personal me tocó Naucalpan zona semiurbana, Neza urbana y Toluca urbana, así que no les mentiré, estuve decente en comparación con otros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Segundo las listas y tercero los cuestionarios...15 cuestionarios no sonaban como mucho trabajo, pero aparentemente las listas que nos dieron no tenían datos actuales ni correctos, y siii, estaban ordenadas por colonias, lo sé, pero la Colonia Abc puede estar al lado opuesto de la Acc, así que debíamos confiar en los conocimientos del taxista, su instinto de supervivencia, su capacidad de establecer lazos con los transportistas del lugar, o del mapa que llevaba en sus manos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(y su habilidad para descifrarlo correctamente)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cuarto la gente...detesté el trabajo, y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; diré de manera sencilla porqué: al momento de platicar con la gente uno se da cuenta de lo jodido que está el país, adultos mayores que trabajaron toda su vida y ahora ya no pueden por razones de salud viviendo con lo mínimo, señoras con hijas de catorce años a punto de ser mamás, matrimonios que viven solos pero que deberían de tener a alguien que los cuide, señoras que se negaban a responderme, gente que asumía que yo era del gobierno y que me rogaba que los ayudara, parejas jóvenes de profesionistas que reciben apoyo cuando en realidad no lo necesitan, casas en mal estado, personas enfermas, señoras que me platicaban sus problemas casi llorando, zonas sin pavimentación, ni luz, ni agua, desorganización, condiciones deplorables, tristeza,mucha tristeza y muchas cosas más que hacían que sintiera una punzadita en el corazón que nunca antes había sentido. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Por eso sostengo que el trabajo te roba el alma y el corazón y todita todita la razón.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong face="trebuchet ms" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hubo una señora que me invitó a pasar a su casa y con la que platiqué un rato en la comodidad de su sala &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-a pesar de que nos dijeron específicamente, en negritas y subrayado que no hiciéramos eso-&lt;/span&gt;, y sí, fue una irresponsabilidad por parte de ambas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(de ella por invitarme y mía por aceptar)&lt;/span&gt; pero te das cuenta de que la gente aún confía, y aún es buena onda, y aún te ofrece un vaso de agua de guayaba y te cuenta su vida y la de su familia.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Creo que tengo anécdotas de cada entrevista, más de treinta párrafos, así que mejor le dejo aquí y continúo con lo mío...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;En resumen, el primer día todo desorganizado, un caos semiurbano total, juraría que la tarde anterior tomé, así que andaba cansada, con sed, hambre, de mal humor, etcétera; de regreso el taxista y mi compañero de equipo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(al que le vi la jeta todo el día y que se rehusaba a aplicar cuestionarios) &lt;/span&gt;fumaban y yo traía unas ganas de vomitar que no saben...de hecho sí lo hice, pero shhh, no le digan a nadie que me regañan. Segundo día, colonia grande &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(enorme) &lt;/span&gt;pero más organizado, cuatro plus conductor pero estuvo bien, casi no vi a mi equipo y anduve en lo mío, el taxista acabó organizando todo y aún creo que debieron pagarle extra. Tercer día me tocó Toluca y mi equipo y yo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(tres en total) &lt;/span&gt;tardamos en agarrar ritmo, pero acabamos temprano y tuve la satisfacción de pensar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"estoy a cinco minutos de mi casa, llego caminando"&lt;/span&gt;. No hubo cuarto día porque me amensé pero neh, me dieron cien pesos por presentarme, así que todo bien.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sentí que me negrearon con ese horario de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siete de la mañana hasta que acabes,&lt;/span&gt; pero estuvo bien, o no? Recibí 500 pesos en el primer día de mi primer trabajo, superen eso loosers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-3667987804971481016?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3667987804971481016/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3667987804971481016&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3667987804971481016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3667987804971481016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/el-trabajo-te-roba-el-alma.html' title='El trabajo te roba el alma'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6308823302284373763</id><published>2011-01-20T18:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T18:41:50.701-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Fucking perfect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De una canción que estaba escuchando, ustedes dispensen :3&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/3351825509434669590-6308823302284373763?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6308823302284373763/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6308823302284373763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6308823302284373763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6308823302284373763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia_20.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6956124240239064627</id><published>2011-01-18T22:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:53:41.017-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Karma is a Bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtw5zSy4I/AAAAAAAABZc/3z6-i-k6PAs/s1600/a96730_a476_Matador%25252bGored%25252bIn%25252bThe%25252bButt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtw5zSy4I/AAAAAAAABZc/3z6-i-k6PAs/s400/a96730_a476_Matador%25252bGored%25252bIn%25252bThe%25252bButt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563755076579937154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtwmRFWhI/AAAAAAAABZU/KLYZdI7EiIA/s1600/a96730_a476_bull-shit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtwmRFWhI/AAAAAAAABZU/KLYZdI7EiIA/s400/a96730_a476_bull-shit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563755071336176146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtwiSp-jI/AAAAAAAABZM/eUOTduP5Eeo/s1600/a96730_a476_israel-lancho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtwiSp-jI/AAAAAAAABZM/eUOTduP5Eeo/s400/a96730_a476_israel-lancho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563755070269028914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Y por eso amiguitos, algunos toreros no pueden procrear&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/3351825509434669590-6956124240239064627?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6956124240239064627/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6956124240239064627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6956124240239064627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6956124240239064627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/karma-is-bitch.html' title='Karma is a Bitch'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTZtw5zSy4I/AAAAAAAABZc/3z6-i-k6PAs/s72-c/a96730_a476_Matador%25252bGored%25252bIn%25252bThe%25252bButt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2309951226081204755</id><published>2011-01-18T22:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T22:42:28.317-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ewww'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Viernes Negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;INTRODUCCIÓN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Como siempre que algo malo me ocurre, planeaba hacer una detallada crónica acerca de mi travesía durante un viernes de diciembre, un viernes que culminó mientras, descansando en mi cama, me dije &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What the fuck&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?"&lt;/span&gt; en innumerables ocasiones hasta caer dormida del cansancio y del desconcierto, pero cambié de opinión y he decidido resumirlo en pos de mi salud mental...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PRIMERO ACLARARÉ ALGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&gt;Tengo mis lagunas mentales de estupidez, así que cuando novio me dijo "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nos vemos en el &lt;/span&gt;super&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kompras&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, mi menté voló a la tienda ubicada en CU, a una hora de mi casa, en vez del super kompras de mis rumbos, a un minuto ¬¬ Sólo diré que nunca admitiré mi überfail, y en mi mente y corazón, novio será siempre el culpable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*solloza* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;EL MEOLLO DEL ASUNTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Salí un viernes a Tenango del Valle, lugar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "famoso" &lt;/span&gt;por sus piñas y por...sus piñas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;La cuestión es que bebimos sólo un jarra de piñas, y no tengo ni la menor idea de qué tipo de alcohol era, pero tres de cuatro resultamos algo intoxicados y acabamos...bueno, vomitamos a los extremos de nuestra mesa, es más, sin comprometer mi juicio les aseguro que los de la mesa de a lado se cambiaron por mi culpa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;¿Creen que hubiese sido  más decoroso vomitar en el baño, en vez de los extremos de la mesa? Yo  concuerdo, y eso hice la primera vez, a la segunda ya no llegué...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Sólo recuerdo que llegó la jarra número dos y lo que me servían se lo echaba a otro vaso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Después de que tres cuartas partes del grupo vomitamos en el lugar, optamos por huir -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;se hacía tarde-&lt;/span&gt; y pasamos a comer tacos al pastor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;CONCLUSIONES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="search"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Al fin admito que es cierto eso de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"si tomas en un lugar cerrado, y luego te pega el aire, se te sube"&lt;/span&gt; Juro que antes de salir yo aún andaba en mis cinco sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Creo que las papas y salchichas que acompañaron a la primer jarra fueron un desperdicio de dinero, y al fin y al cabo resultaron contraproducentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Después de vomitar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-debido al alcohol-&lt;/span&gt;, la comida te sabe mejor, lo certifico ante notario si quieren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;PARA TERMINAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Te manché la manga, disculpa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" id="search"&gt;Ya no vuelvo a tomar...tantas piñas ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No me extendí porque ya no recuerdo los detalles ;_;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="visibility: visible;" id="search"&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/3351825509434669590-2309951226081204755?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2309951226081204755/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2309951226081204755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2309951226081204755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2309951226081204755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/viernes-negro.html' title='Viernes Negro'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5972641851930245937</id><published>2011-01-18T21:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:04:50.321-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lectura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Donde no hay libros hace frío. Vale para las casas, las ciudades, los países. Un frío de cataclismo, un páramo de amnesia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;María Elena Walsh&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/3351825509434669590-5972641851930245937?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5972641851930245937/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5972641851930245937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5972641851930245937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5972641851930245937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia_18.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4376834303255608865</id><published>2011-01-17T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:13:15.550-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>¬¬</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTToxiVQ3tI/AAAAAAAABZE/bihf0NIy41U/s1600/puto_palo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTToxiVQ3tI/AAAAAAAABZE/bihf0NIy41U/s400/puto_palo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327377436630738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTToxfQyXbI/AAAAAAAABY8/ZDRD9sM4zJ4/s1600/www_lolcats_com_img_94155229046449880037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTToxfQyXbI/AAAAAAAABY8/ZDRD9sM4zJ4/s400/www_lolcats_com_img_94155229046449880037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563327376612548018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Estúpido internet, hace que me ría de imágenes como las anteriores ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-4376834303255608865?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4376834303255608865/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4376834303255608865&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4376834303255608865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4376834303255608865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='¬¬'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TTToxiVQ3tI/AAAAAAAABZE/bihf0NIy41U/s72-c/puto_palo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-9116678282917912689</id><published>2011-01-17T19:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:07:07.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I'm still here, bitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No he muerto, los observo atentamente como el gran hermano (no, no hablo del reality, lean 1984 y luego hablamos) que todo lo sabe y todo...ejem...lo ve (ya saben, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un ojo and stuff&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...claro, me he pasado casi dos horas viendo LOLCATS y siento que he muerto un poco por dentro debido a eso, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but who cares&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/3351825509434669590-9116678282917912689?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9116678282917912689/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=9116678282917912689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9116678282917912689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9116678282917912689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-still-here-bitches.html' title='I&apos;m still here, bitches'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-614386664670481372</id><published>2011-01-17T18:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:56:45.638-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"I'm in lesbians with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De Scott Pilgrim vs The World :3&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/3351825509434669590-614386664670481372?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/614386664670481372/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=614386664670481372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/614386664670481372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/614386664670481372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2011/01/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-9034125726894413059</id><published>2010-12-27T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:37:38.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Was a baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRlpYoKjr6I/AAAAAAAABYU/XoqGvN13JdM/s1600/presnt.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRlpYoKjr6I/AAAAAAAABYU/XoqGvN13JdM/s400/presnt.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555587487157694370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Infanticidio D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-9034125726894413059?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/9034125726894413059/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=9034125726894413059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9034125726894413059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/9034125726894413059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/was-baby.html' title='Was a baby'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRlpYoKjr6I/AAAAAAAABYU/XoqGvN13JdM/s72-c/presnt.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6466740418448617565</id><published>2010-12-27T22:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:35:44.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Este tipo de entradas no merece ser etiquetada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dato inútil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me molestan las pequeñas cosas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo los educo de a madres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los estudio sin que lo sepan'/><title type='text'>Me voy a ir al infierno por presumida pero no me importa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Les vengo manejando lo que es un diez en diseño editorial &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(maldita revista, maldito periódico, maldito libro, los amo)&lt;/span&gt;, otro diez en multimedios &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mi página web de diseño editorial y mis banners, LOL)&lt;/span&gt;, un diez más en teoría de sistemas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Luhman...estoy CASI segura que así se escribe ._.)&lt;/span&gt;, un último diez en lenguaje y discurso audiovisual &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(reciclar trabajos se a vuelto parte de mí por culpa de esa materia)&lt;/span&gt;, un nueve ocho en publicidad y propaganda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;("cuiden la fotografía" dijo la profesora, yo sigo pensando que me recuerda a un perro de caricatura pero no sé a cual) &lt;/span&gt;y un nueve seis en taller &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sudo la gota gorda y prometo avanzar en vacaciones ;_;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Así que en mi séptimo semestre obtuve un bello 99, eso no me pasaba desde segundo de secundaria, felicítenme :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Ya saben, porque en primero y en tercero  saqué 10. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;**Ando emo y necesitaba poner algo que al menos me hiciera reír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;***Lamentablemente es verdad eso de 10-9.9-10, aún maldigo a mi profesora de biología, a la de química y a los de educación física ¬¬ ardan en el infierno de la secundaria para siempre, ARDAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-6466740418448617565?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6466740418448617565/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6466740418448617565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6466740418448617565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6466740418448617565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/me-voy-ir-al-infierno-por-presumida.html' title='Me voy a ir al infierno por presumida pero no me importa'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4927657793103835177</id><published>2010-12-27T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:22:55.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"El que tiene mucho desea más, lo cual demuestra que no tiene  bastante; pero el que tiene bastante ha llegado a un punto al que el  rico no llega jamás"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Séneca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;JUAN CARLOS C. OCHOA *RAGE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;b class="rbottom-f"&gt;                                                &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-4927657793103835177?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4927657793103835177/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4927657793103835177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4927657793103835177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4927657793103835177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia_27.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4303352755736499656</id><published>2010-12-25T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:19:06.885-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRllAE2ym7I/AAAAAAAABYM/kowj0qHdSJA/s1600/Festejos-navide%25C3%25B1os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRllAE2ym7I/AAAAAAAABYM/kowj0qHdSJA/s400/Festejos-navide%25C3%25B1os.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555582667316173746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Escojan la suya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-4303352755736499656?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4303352755736499656/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4303352755736499656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4303352755736499656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4303352755736499656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/escojan-la-suya.html' title=''/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRllAE2ym7I/AAAAAAAABYM/kowj0qHdSJA/s72-c/Festejos-navide%25C3%25B1os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2420210246814135059</id><published>2010-12-25T20:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:17:03.759-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>Berrinche</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Advertencia, post con alto contenido familiar...aburrido pues*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No sé que fue mejor del 24, mis padres discutiendo por cada detalle de la comida, mi hermana intentando acabarse la sidra, o sacando fotos de cada detalle de la cena (me resulta molesto cuando no soy yo), o ambas, dormidas alrededor de la una de la mañana mientras veíamos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; junto a una chimenea sin fuego ¬¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pero el 25 llegó mi sobrino y -oh vaya- comprendí que el infierno existe en la tierra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Desde llegar con sus juguetes y hacer que yo leyera las instrucciones, los armara y jugara con él, pasando por quedarme callada mientras le respondía mal y veía feo a mis padres, sus padres y a mi hermana, sin olvidar la cara que me puso cuando le quité de la mano los muñecos que previamente le había dicho que no agarrara &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(después me enfrasqué en una discusión cuando él me dijo "ya no te voy a prestar mis juguetes" con una mueca de autosuficiencia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, hasta llegar al punto culminante del día...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Él se subió a ver la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tele&lt;/span&gt; a ver caricaturas, de repente se asomó por las escaleras y estableció un diálogo/berrinche que va más o menos así:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mamá, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dile&lt;/span&gt; a Santa que yo quiero un reloj de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ben&lt;/span&gt; 10 una *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;incomprensible&lt;/span&gt;* y *in&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;comprensible&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pero hijo, Santa ya vino y te dejo esto &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(juego de mesa, carro, ropa, dulces, pista, etc...mucho!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mamaaaaaá&lt;/span&gt;, yo lo quiero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;El otro año &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hijo, hay muchos niños, Santa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt; no puede darte todo a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tí&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;PERO YO QUIERO TODO *llora y hace berrinche repitiendo lo mismo una y otra vez*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Después de este bello cuadro, encontró un regalo aún envuelto -con papel de &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Toy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;- en el cuarto de mi hermana, se lo quitamos porque a) no sabía si era para él y b) no debería entrar al cuarto de mi hermana sin permiso, y entonces oh apocalipsis que presencié:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YA NO LOS QUIERO! YA NO VOY A VENIR PORQUE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;LUCY&lt;/span&gt; NO QUIERE DARME EL REGALO *repite interminablemente*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Niño...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;berrinchudo&lt;/span&gt;. Como me dijo mi hermana, de haber sido otro niño, que obedeciera, escuchara, que se diera a querer pues, se lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hubiéramos&lt;/span&gt; dado, pero a mi sobrino no, será sangre de mi sangre y lo que quieran pero no lo paso, no no no. Por obvias razones no recuerdo como era de pequeña, pero espero no haber sido así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Creo que a mis hijos les diré que Santa trae sólo 1 regalo por niño, y que se frieguen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No sé porqué &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; salió así, tal vez mi hermano lo consiente demasiado, debió aplicar lo que le hicieron a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Héctor&lt;/span&gt; y encerrarlo en el baño por horas cada vez que se ponía a llorar, se le quitó la maña y es más o menos normal ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aún hago coraje por culpa de mi sobrino, ustedes dispensen ._.&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/3351825509434669590-2420210246814135059?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2420210246814135059/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2420210246814135059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2420210246814135059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-Feliz Navidad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-"...y próspero vete al cuerno"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;House MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1631855286049102267?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1631855286049102267/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' 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title=''/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRlPj-RnaiI/AAAAAAAABYE/2xYbDo05JJs/s72-c/crucify.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4440155821420274556</id><published>2010-12-24T08:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:45:07.933-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facu'/><title type='text'>Acro...eso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay días malos para cumplir años.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De niños son las vacaciones &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-o así me han asegurado-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, porque no ves a tus amigos ese día y te ves forzado a estar solo, o peor aún, con tu familia; de grande &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-se los firmo y se los cumplo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; siendo universitaria y todas esas pavadas, resulta diferente, y lo peor que puede pasar es cumplir al final del semestre, porque tu natalicio va de la mano con trabajos, exámenes, revisiones, estrés, desmayos, entre otros, y aceptémoslo, tus amigos (y tú) le darán prioridad a la escuela en vez de irse a tomar descontroladamente hasta que Lety se suba a la mesa a bailar y vomite sobre...ejem, bueno, así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obviamente hay otros días pésimos, en los que no recuerdan tu cumpleaños, no te felicitan, y semanas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-o meses después-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; escuchas algo como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"qué no cumplías años X día???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; a lo que no queda más que responder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"sí...estúpido"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; o cosas por el estilo; a continuación enlisto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Año nuevo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Eres el bebé del año nuevo...y mamadas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Día de reyes. Y los reyes sólo te traen un regalo por ambas fiestas, hum, sospechoso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Día de la madre. Porque tu madre te da un regalo y tú le das uno a ella, es hoyo negro, el chiste es recibir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;En el aniversario de tus padres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Fuiste su regalo de aniversario...y mamadas también"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15 y 16 de septiembre, 20 de noviembre. La promoción aplica sólo en México &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*avienta confeti por el bicentenario*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;24 de diciembre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*foreveralone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;31 de diciembre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*alsoforeveralone*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mis hermanos y yo tuvimos mala suerte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(culpo a mis padres y sus...rutinas ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;: yo nací un día después del aniversario de mis padres, mi hermano uno antes del día de la madre; Lucy falló y se le pasó el día del padre, pero bueno, la perdono porque es la que me cae mejor...y desde ese día no ha vuelto a ser impuntual n_n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pero me falta una hermana, la mayor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(sí, somos cuatro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A ella le toca el enorme honor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; (já-ja) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;de nacer un día de como hoy, nochebuena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uh, hace tantos años ya, que yo no había nacido, ni era planeada, esperada o siquiera pensada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lentamente fue envejeciendo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*risa diabólica* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Así que ahora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(sin que ella lo sepa...espero) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;la felicito y me burlo por sus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; inviernos :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" &gt;Es cosa de hermanitos menores, nos burlamos de ella...estoy segura que me comprenderán cuando sus hermanos sean cuarentones, o incluso treintones, si son los mayores ya se fregaron y mi burla se multiplica para ustedes. Gracias por su tiempo, feliz navidad y eso ._.&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/3351825509434669590-4440155821420274556?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4440155821420274556/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4440155821420274556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4440155821420274556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4440155821420274556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/acroeso.html' title='Acro...eso'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6256905238943362930</id><published>2010-12-24T00:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:12:37.222-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Una bruja me dijo que hoy habría un gran incendio en tu casa, pero en  realidad estaba viendo las velitas de tu pastel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Esperen...sudé la gota gorda y me vi forzada a recurrir a yahoo answers por esa frase taaan chafa&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/3351825509434669590-6256905238943362930?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6256905238943362930/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6256905238943362930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6256905238943362930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6256905238943362930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia_24.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1093790238219805220</id><published>2010-12-22T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:45:50.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>iPhone vs Android vs BB</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/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLS5HeTXqI/AAAAAAAABXw/BS_sSbg1uEY/s1600/usuarios-moviles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLS5HeTXqI/AAAAAAAABXw/BS_sSbg1uEY/s400/usuarios-moviles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553733169201766050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Con el click se debería de hacer mas grande &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(y mejor)&lt;/span&gt;...eso espero porque la vista previa se ve del nabo ¬¬ Que novio me explique porque no le entendí a lo de Android, inculta yo ;_;&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/3351825509434669590-1093790238219805220?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1093790238219805220/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1093790238219805220&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1093790238219805220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1093790238219805220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/iphone-vs-android-vs-bb.html' title='iPhone vs Android vs BB'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLS5HeTXqI/AAAAAAAABXw/BS_sSbg1uEY/s72-c/usuarios-moviles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4846317107238122401</id><published>2010-12-22T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:38:55.548-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asqueroso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='México'/><title type='text'>La macabra historia del caldo tlalpeño</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi madre cocina bien &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-no se dejen engañar por esta anécdota-&lt;/span&gt;, sin embargo durante una semana o dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-después del episodio del caldo-&lt;/span&gt; me abstuve de sus alimentos y opté por comida rápida o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-como la patria es pobre-&lt;/span&gt; nada, así que ahora la culpo por mi desnutrición infantil...o lo que sea que sufro. La historia es corta y va así:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLOkJxNQoI/AAAAAAAABXg/WYE9F3wEaxU/s1600/caldotlapeno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLOkJxNQoI/AAAAAAAABXg/WYE9F3wEaxU/s400/caldotlapeno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553728410994164354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Así pero ya saben...mejor :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi madre preparó caldo tlalpeño, lo único que conozco de dicho platillo es que tiene pollo, verduras, y es &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-en realidad-&lt;/span&gt; una comida completa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(la sopa y el guisado pues)&lt;/span&gt;, y con un plato de este delicioso platillo quedas satisfecha hasta la hora de tu siguiente comida; admito que mi progenitora tiene muy buena sazón y el caldo queda de rechupete, más si le pones limón, sal,  aguacate y haces taquitos con tortillas recién hech...ejem, disculpen, salivo sobre el teclado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaba yo a más de la mitad de esta particularmente deliciosa receta mexicana &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-y una de mis favoritas, debo decir-&lt;/span&gt;: me había terminado el pollo, los ejotes, el maíz, muchos tacos con aguacate, las zanahorias, hasta las calabazas! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(NOTA: redactar post contando mi supremo odio hacia las malditas calabazas)&lt;/span&gt;, es decir, sólo faltaba el caldo, cuando de repente veo algo raro flotando junto a la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-yo supongo- &lt;/span&gt;verdolaga, tomo mi cuchara, arrimo la masa semi-amorfa a la orilla del plato, la veo detenidamente y descubro un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-oh vaya-&lt;/span&gt; gusano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez piensen que exagero, pero no me importa ¬¬ no era un gusanito que pudiese pasar por alto, no estaba pelón, no-no, era uno así:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLQW_3adZI/AAAAAAAABXo/YjLCjdWBml8/s1600/azotador.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLQW_3adZI/AAAAAAAABXo/YjLCjdWBml8/s400/azotador.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553730384020796818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Con todo y proteínas, y eso de "viscoso pero sabroso" me negué ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo único que pude hacer fue mostrárselo a mi madre, dejar mi plato y huir a contarle la macabra historia a quien más confianza le tengo; a la fecha me hago bolita y lloro por el episodio, pero redactar esto hizo que se me antojara otro caldo...prometo revisarlo minuciosamente antes de comenzar a comer. Fin...y eso ._.&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/3351825509434669590-4846317107238122401?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4846317107238122401/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4846317107238122401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4846317107238122401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4846317107238122401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/la-macabra-historia-del-caldo-tlalpeno.html' title='La macabra historia del caldo tlalpeño'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRLOkJxNQoI/AAAAAAAABXg/WYE9F3wEaxU/s72-c/caldotlapeno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4971924390038742747</id><published>2010-12-22T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T21:14:14.298-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Even though I've known this to be true, I never knew to what extent it  was true. House has made an art form of lying and making it look super  cool."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lo leí en un artículo que se titula &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6 Life Lessons I Have Learned From Watching House&lt;/span&gt;, y en efecto, todas son verdad *se deja crecer la barba*&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/3351825509434669590-4971924390038742747?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4971924390038742747/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4971924390038742747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4971924390038742747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4971924390038742747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia_22.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4302365203901185769</id><published>2010-12-20T21:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:54:10.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CaballoNegro'/><title type='text'>Pinche lunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRAksmQ-QOI/AAAAAAAABXY/QpmnWlEi8U4/s1600/cnstrip040.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 140px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRAksmQ-QOI/AAAAAAAABXY/QpmnWlEi8U4/s400/cnstrip040.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552978689152401634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Apuesto a que sus lunes no son TAN malos...&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/3351825509434669590-4302365203901185769?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4302365203901185769/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4302365203901185769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4302365203901185769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4302365203901185769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/pinche-lunes.html' title='Pinche lunes'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TRAksmQ-QOI/AAAAAAAABXY/QpmnWlEi8U4/s72-c/cnstrip040.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1457092834297946285</id><published>2010-12-20T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T21:55:04.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hi5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>De contraseñas y bloggeras paranoicas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Notarán que les relato eventos de dos meses hacia acá, dispensen si no van en orden cronológico o de importancia, simplemente nacen porque se me entoja escribirlos al momento, es más, si enfocan su vista hacia la derecha se darán cuenta que enlisté las situaciones para mis próximos posts...en un principio los escribía en twitter, pero da una weba impresionante revisar mi TL &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(de manera sorprendente, no me aburro mientras stalkeo a alguien mediante dicha red social)&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yo, como presa de la generación de las redes sociales &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(al igual que muchos de ustedes, no lo nieguen ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, he sufrido con eso de abrir un perfil, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"meterle cosas"&lt;/span&gt;, dejar comentarios, esperarlos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(así...al infinito hasta que entras en razón)&lt;/span&gt;, stalkear a tu novio y, después de un tiempo, borrar a las personas que -de hecho- no conoces y ni siquiera sabes porqué agregaste en primer lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nunca sufrí con eso de Metroflog, pero sí tuve mi buena dosis de MySpace &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(concluyó el día que cambié mi correo de hotmail...hurra!)&lt;/span&gt;, Hi5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(no me animo a cerrarlo)&lt;/span&gt;, Facebook &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(punto para el voyeurismo)&lt;/span&gt;, Twitter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(seee ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, y otras que nunca comprendí, o simplemente olvidé debido a sus erráticos correos que iban directito a mi carpeta de spam ¬_¬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;En fin, el punto era que yo, con mi pequeña mente y mi aún más diminuta capacidad de atención me veo en la necesidad de tener UNA sola contraseña para TODAS mis cuentas, correos, perfiles, entre otros; esto, parte fundamental de mi ser, tuvo que ser modificado después de que algún inútil tuvo la brillante idea de hackear mi perfil de Hi5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hi5? Seee. Alguien lo usa? Nooo. Alguien lo revisa? Yooo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(una vez al mes o algo por el estilo)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Una noche se me ocurrió checar esa oxidada red social y oh sorpresa, aparentemente había dejado unos 4 o 5 comentarios &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(todos a las personas que actualizaban "mas seguido" su estado)&lt;/span&gt;, entre ellos una felicitación de cumpleaños y algunos animales que decían &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"have a nice day" &lt;/span&gt;o alguna estupidez así.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Los comentarios llevaban poco más de doce horas en la red, y todo lo que podía pensar era &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ok...mi contraseña es la misma en hi5, facebook, twitter, hotmail y gmail, sooo"&lt;/span&gt;, así que como persona totalmente normal entré en pánico, maldije al hacker y procedí a cambiar mi contraseña por cinco nuevas...y complicadas, tan complicadas que traigo siempre un post-it con ellas, y si lo pierdo...valgo de nuez ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin, nada más pasó así que todos contentos, paranoicos, saltando de alegría y así n______n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PD No he cambiado a mi blog por twitter, pero admitámoslo, más de 20 posts al día, de temas aleatorios, y de menos de 140 caracteres...eso sería mentarle la madre a ustedes lectores. Muchas gracias ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1457092834297946285?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1457092834297946285/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1457092834297946285&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1457092834297946285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1457092834297946285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-contrasenas-y-bloggeras-paranoicas.html' title='De contraseñas y bloggeras paranoicas'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5712057411747544190</id><published>2010-12-20T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T19:46:45.431-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine  and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place, and I don't care how  tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there  permanently if you let it. You, me or nobody is going to hit as hard as  life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;But it ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can &lt;i&gt;get&lt;/i&gt;  hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving  forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; That's how winning is done! Now, if you know what you're worth,  then go out and get what you're worth. But you gotta be willing to take  the hit, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you are  because of him, or her, or anybody. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De...Rocky Balboa. Sí, fui a verla al cine hace unos cuatro años, y qué?&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/3351825509434669590-5712057411747544190?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5712057411747544190/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5712057411747544190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5712057411747544190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5712057411747544190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia_20.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2636912994105571579</id><published>2010-12-18T20:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:38:38.257-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>No me gusta quemar a mis conocidos, PERO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ1u-IxKqcI/AAAAAAAABXQ/giKKQXb0_fQ/s1600/38753_10150240116640374_559290373_13824665_6202465_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ1u-IxKqcI/AAAAAAAABXQ/giKKQXb0_fQ/s400/38753_10150240116640374_559290373_13824665_6202465_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552215929402337730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Una de estas chicas iba conmigo en la secundaria...y NO, no es esa que están viendo feo n___n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O igual y sólo a mí me dio risa, ustedes dispensen :P&lt;br /&gt;Click para hacerla más grande y eso :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-2636912994105571579?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2636912994105571579/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2636912994105571579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2636912994105571579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2636912994105571579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-me-gusta-quemar-mis-conocidos-pero.html' title='No me gusta quemar a mis conocidos, PERO'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ1u-IxKqcI/AAAAAAAABXQ/giKKQXb0_fQ/s72-c/38753_10150240116640374_559290373_13824665_6202465_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-6889477964004973211</id><published>2010-12-18T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T20:31:08.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lloro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karma'/><title type='text'>"nunca en mi vida te había visto"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Recuerdo que hace unos meses les pedí que me pasaran el link sobre mi historia con el tipo que se robó el kleenex con el que me había sonado, y sé que Sam me había dejado la dirección en su comentario...pero ahora no lo encuentro (je) así que me aventaré mi mini-anécdota &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(no historia porque no tiene nada de interesante excepto para &lt;/span&gt;moi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ) &lt;/span&gt;así, sin el post con la narración que dio origen a lo que me ocurrió hace unas semanas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;En realidad nada pasó, pero descubrí que tal vez mi rostro no es tan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"nunca en mi vida te había visto"&lt;/span&gt; como en realidad yo pensaba (demonios! siempre pensé que mi superpoder era pasar desapercibida a todo momento y en todo lugar).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Iba yo, tan tranquila como siempre, casi al fondo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-y a la derecha-&lt;/span&gt; de un camión rumbo a CU, cuando en una de las muchas paradas vi a un tipo que vendía pulseritas, rosarios o algo por el estilo; inmediatamente una campanita sonó en mi cabeza y dije &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lo conozco!"&lt;/span&gt; y en efecto, con otra ropa, sin barba y con un peinado menos alborotado, pero era el mismo tipo que se robó mi kleenex hace ya casi un año. Total, tan tranquila y confiada estaba que me quedé mirándolo mientras el camión permitía que abordara y bajara gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;De repente, mientras contemplaba a mi acosador él me volteó a ver y JURO POR TODOS LOS CÍRCULOS DEL INFIERNO que me reconoció. Y me sonrío...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...y aparte de todo alzó sus manos con todas las cositas que vendía y me las ofreció. Imaginarán la cara de WTF que su servidora tenía en esos momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...entonces al tipo se le prendió el foco y ladeó la cabeza hacia la puerta delantera del camión como diciéndome&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "me voy a subir"&lt;/span&gt;, a lo que yo, descortés y groseramente, sólo atiné a agitar rápidamente las manos y la cabeza en señal de negación, así, a través del vidrio, mientras mis labios marcaban firmemente la palabra NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;El señor este se me quedó viendo raro, bajó las manos, como que me maldijo en silencio y procedió a quedarse en su sitio, y nos miramos fijamente hasta perdernos de vista mientras mi camión avanzaba más y más lejos de él...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;*suspiro de alivio*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Igual y yo alucino, siempre cabe la posibilidad, pero en serio, JURO que me reconoció, estoy loca pero no tanto caray!&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/3351825509434669590-6889477964004973211?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6889477964004973211/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=6889477964004973211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6889477964004973211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/6889477964004973211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/nunca-en-mi-vida-te-habia-visto.html' title='&quot;nunca en mi vida te había visto&quot;'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-5938962219865418841</id><published>2010-12-18T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:39:19.584-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bukowski'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Se empieza a salvar el mundo salvando a un hombre por vez; todo lo demás es romanticismo grandioso o política"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Charles Bukowski&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/3351825509434669590-5938962219865418841?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5938962219865418841/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=5938962219865418841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5938962219865418841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/5938962219865418841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia_18.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4817559468975361194</id><published>2010-12-06T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:36:09.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>De esas ocasiones cuando preguntas ¿qué navegador usas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...y te responden "GOOGLE" *rage*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Regularmente uso Mozilla, de repente Chrome, Safari en la escuela, Explorer mi hermana y de los otros...sabrá dios o-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0aMvpuUgI/AAAAAAAABXI/CDiLNuAyfR0/s1600/usuarios-de-navegadores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0aMvpuUgI/AAAAAAAABXI/CDiLNuAyfR0/s400/usuarios-de-navegadores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552122721869910530" 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/3351825509434669590-4817559468975361194?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4817559468975361194/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4817559468975361194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4817559468975361194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4817559468975361194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/de-esas-ocasiones-cuando-preguntas-que.html' title='De esas ocasiones cuando preguntas ¿qué navegador usas?'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0aMvpuUgI/AAAAAAAABXI/CDiLNuAyfR0/s72-c/usuarios-de-navegadores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1519239360427321710</id><published>2010-12-06T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:29:32.893-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflexión'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumpleaños'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Escuela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anécdota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Ignoren que nos encontramos a mediados de diciembre, simplemente tenía ganas de hacer como que posteaba algo en mi cumpleaños n___n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se dejen engañar por la edad, he sido testigo de personas adultas haciendo cosas tontas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(olvidar tapar la licuadora...mi madre obtuvo una pintura abstracta en el techo ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, cosas inmaduras &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(reírse de tu hija que acaba de tropezar y caer sobre un charco...madre ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, cosas idiotas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(guardar el cohete que "no prendió" en tu bolsillo, junto a los "aún no usados"...sin comentarios tío ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, cosas muy estúpidas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(accidentalmente cortarse las venas...pobre y estúpido huguito ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, y cosas que resultan en accidentes por omisión...eventos que yo denomino ¿QUÉ TE PASÓ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ve un chorro de sangre* ¿QUÉ TE PASÓ? "jeje no sé" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mi padre me responde así desde que tengo memoria...hay cicatrices que lo confirman ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan, ¿QUÉ TE PASÓ? "es que me saltó un chile en vinagre al ojo" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ajá...WTF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy, ¿QUÉ TE PASÓ? "es que me equivoqué y me puse en los ojos algo que no era desmaquillante &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(era algo para el cabello...aceitoso sí, la dejó ciega por unas horas ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ven? Los adultos no son muy listos n___n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los niños no se quedan atrás, tenemos desde pegar la lengua al congelador &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(win para mi hermano, mi madre fue a buscar un doctor y toda la cosa)&lt;/span&gt;, viajar en bici y sufrir quemaduras en el cuello porque no viste el cordel de la ropa que tu madre acababa de colocar en el patio &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(jajajaja Alejandra jajaja wey jajaja)&lt;/span&gt;, tirarse una maceta y abrirse la cabeza &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yo ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, amarrarse una soga alrededor de la panza para luego colgarse...y luego no lograr bajarse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(fueron ERRORES DE CÁLCULO pero nadie me cree, a la fecha mi madre me sigue diciendo "que bueno que no lo intentaste en el cuello" obviamente má, era joven, no estúpida [no tanto ¬¬])&lt;/span&gt;, chocar contra una pared porque no sabías como girar con tu bici nueva &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nadie me explicó eso ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;, cortarte el fleco porque Dafne te dijo "a que no te lo cortas" (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no apostamos nada, hum ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt;; y así podría seguir enlistando las cosas que escuché y que me pasaron, pero como verán, pondría más de mis anécdotas vergonzosas y para burlas hacia mi persona ya tengo suficientes, muchas gracias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los niños tampoco son muy brillantes u___u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que llego a unas cuantas conclusiones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Los adultos son estúpidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Los niños son estúpidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Mi familia y yo tenemos serios problemas mentales, de atención, de sentido común, entre muchos otros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Mis amigos tantito peor...y Hugo es el más wey de todos ¬¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Los jóvenes no nos salvamos, y tendremos suerte si llegamos a un grado no-tan-avanzado de estupidez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Ya tengo 21...yeiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0YbPaV52I/AAAAAAAABXA/MQbtNuBu3oM/s1600/pastel-rock12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0YbPaV52I/AAAAAAAABXA/MQbtNuBu3oM/s400/pastel-rock12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552120771890243426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rock on n______n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-1519239360427321710?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1519239360427321710/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1519239360427321710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1519239360427321710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1519239360427321710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TQ0YbPaV52I/AAAAAAAABXA/MQbtNuBu3oM/s72-c/pastel-rock12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-2209147317366447829</id><published>2010-12-06T00:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T13:06:20.484-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><title type='text'>Frase del día!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"Sólo se cumplen 21 una vez"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ahmmm...alguna de las personas que stalkeo en facebook lo escribió hace poco. Y sí pues!&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/3351825509434669590-2209147317366447829?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2209147317366447829/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=2209147317366447829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2209147317366447829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/2209147317366447829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/12/frase-del-dia.html' title='Frase del día!'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-195938405068120120</id><published>2010-10-31T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:23:00.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Awww :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtO0tKb_0I/AAAAAAAABW0/jgbEu_v70zQ/s1600/humor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtO0tKb_0I/AAAAAAAABW0/jgbEu_v70zQ/s400/humor1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533603234538323778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sé que es día de muertos, no halloween, pero que demonios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-195938405068120120?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/195938405068120120/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=195938405068120120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/195938405068120120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/195938405068120120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/awww-3.html' title='Awww :3'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtO0tKb_0I/AAAAAAAABW0/jgbEu_v70zQ/s72-c/humor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-650463014851089794</id><published>2010-10-31T00:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:14:00.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mello'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='México'/><title type='text'>Llamada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Susy soñó que Enedina la llamaba por teléfono, la cosa es que Enedina había fallecido hace más o menos 10 meses, así que durante la conversación Susy se atrevió a preguntar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"¿Cómo es que me estás llamando si estás muerta?"&lt;/span&gt; A la fecha no recuerda lo que su interlocutora le respondió.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Obviamente, al otro día Susy compró flores y las llevó a la tumba de Enedina, que, para todo esto, era su hermana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ambas son mis tías :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pongan su ofrenda, no sean gachos, no les vaya a pasar lo mismo. Espero que en mi ausencia al más-no-tan-allá &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(aka vacaciones) &lt;/span&gt;mi hermana y mi madre pongan una ofrenda bonita para que mi tía Ene se ponga de buenas n___n se la merece.&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/3351825509434669590-650463014851089794?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/650463014851089794/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=650463014851089794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/650463014851089794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/650463014851089794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/llamada.html' title='Llamada'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-3140427581144416053</id><published>2010-10-31T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:05:00.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Janet:&lt;/span&gt; What have you done to Brad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Frank:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing. Why, do you think I should?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;De &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-3140427581144416053?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3140427581144416053/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=3140427581144416053&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3140427581144416053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/3140427581144416053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/frase-del-dia_31.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-4801575695059717034</id><published>2010-10-29T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:23:51.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Katy Perry, Elmo, Lady Gaga...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJRSQFdWI/AAAAAAAABWs/mcPbgUKgz5A/s1600/tina-fey-and-will-ferrell-d__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJRSQFdWI/AAAAAAAABWs/mcPbgUKgz5A/s400/tina-fey-and-will-ferrell-d__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533597128460694882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJRPXEoSI/AAAAAAAABWk/5gEvutOG-Vk/s1600/today-show-dresses-up-for-h__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJRPXEoSI/AAAAAAAABWk/5gEvutOG-Vk/s400/today-show-dresses-up-for-h__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533597127684694306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJQ7wK9RI/AAAAAAAABWc/JGJ9N7IcU_A/s1600/meredith-viera-on-lady-gaga__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJQ7wK9RI/AAAAAAAABWc/JGJ9N7IcU_A/s400/meredith-viera-on-lady-gaga__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533597122421257490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJQmF4_yI/AAAAAAAABWU/pSXb04y-sYo/s1600/kelly-ripa-dresses-up-as-ka__oPt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJQmF4_yI/AAAAAAAABWU/pSXb04y-sYo/s400/kelly-ripa-dresses-up-as-ka__oPt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533597116606775074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;...y más. Los gringos son extraños u___u&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/3351825509434669590-4801575695059717034?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4801575695059717034/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=4801575695059717034&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4801575695059717034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/4801575695059717034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/katy-perry-elmo-lady-gaga.html' title='Katy Perry, Elmo, Lady Gaga...'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMtJRSQFdWI/AAAAAAAABWs/mcPbgUKgz5A/s72-c/tina-fey-and-will-ferrell-d__oPt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-356707301820091593</id><published>2010-10-29T17:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:21:08.857-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recuento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lista'/><title type='text'>3 things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Me indigné porque resulta que mi calendario escolar se acaba de extender, en teoría &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-al menos hasta ayer-&lt;/span&gt; las clases finalizaban el 6 de diciembre, y ahora resulta que &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-por obra del divino-&lt;/span&gt; tenemos 15 DIOTAS más para preocuparnos por ensayos que escribir, trabajos que terminar, libros y revistas por hacer, exposiciones que preparar, páginas web que diseñar, protocolos que reestructurar, y las otras miles de tareas que un joven universitario sufre los últimos días de clases. No se vale, ya me había visto sin obligaciones en mi cumpleaños &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*llora hecha bolita*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Odio que se metan en mi vida, mis problemas y mis planes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cof* &lt;/span&gt;amigas de novio &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cof*&lt;/span&gt; Ya, sólo quería enfatizarlo una vez más. El proceso fue twitter-facebook-blog :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*danza de la victoria con sacrificio humano*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Me voy de vacaciones wiii...y ustedes no (creo) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*corre como pollo sin cabeza*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-356707301820091593?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/356707301820091593/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=356707301820091593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/356707301820091593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/356707301820091593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/3-things.html' title='3 things'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-1903429242407438568</id><published>2010-10-29T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:07:44.148-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cine'/><title type='text'>Frase del día.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"And crawling, on the planet's face, some insects, called the human race. Lost in time, and lost in space... and meaning"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Estoy viendo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-o al menos eso intento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¬¬ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cof* estúpido megavideo *cof*)-&lt;/span&gt; el episodio de Glee sobre The Rocky Horror Picture Show y &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(en lo que carga ¬¬)&lt;/span&gt; me puse a buscar frases de la peli n_n&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/3351825509434669590-1903429242407438568?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1903429242407438568/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=1903429242407438568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1903429242407438568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/1903429242407438568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/frase-del-dia_29.html' title='Frase del día.'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3351825509434669590.post-7028787853135116578</id><published>2010-10-28T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T19:28:13.805-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Clima o.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMoUvrfD0UI/AAAAAAAABWM/PzC4cDGPAwk/s1600/comicbigman2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMoUvrfD0UI/AAAAAAAABWM/PzC4cDGPAwk/s400/comicbigman2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533257901537481026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Siempre lo sospeché o.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cyanide &amp;amp; Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3351825509434669590-7028787853135116578?l=the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7028787853135116578/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3351825509434669590&amp;postID=7028787853135116578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7028787853135116578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3351825509434669590/posts/default/7028787853135116578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-sick-sad-world.blogspot.com/2010/10/clima-oo.html' title='Clima o.o'/><author><name>(psychobunny)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17071066322411460079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TS_DjNsqEcI/AAAAAAAABYc/H1SGKPBPUhQ/S220/ramona2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-iVJbW3fRQ/TMoUvrfD0UI/AAAAAAAABWM/PzC4cDGPAwk/s72-c/comicbigman2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
