<?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-6532071391231485252</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:34:10.151-08:00</updated><category term='3rd Term'/><category term='2nd Term'/><category term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>far away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-3226308756049115007</id><published>2009-05-29T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:56:57.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SiAvxy22AEI/AAAAAAAAAX4/XsOI7DEu0-8/s1600-h/nanana.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341321690573307970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SiAvxy22AEI/AAAAAAAAAX4/XsOI7DEu0-8/s200/nanana.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, now it’s time for exams, stress and hard work. Sincerely I don’t have topics to talk about. I think that this post will be my last post. I don’t have a reflection because in the portfolio I did one. I suppose that next year we will also have to work on the blog and portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;This week was very hard, because we had a lot of exams and a lot of work. Now, the weekend is coming. On Saturday I’m going to have a relaxing day because next week, Sunday we are going to study Catalan and perhaps I'll start to study philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;We only have more or less 8 days left to finish high school. But I suppose that I have to go one day to recover the second term of chemistry; I hope to pass the exam.&lt;br /&gt;Next week, we have different exams every day for example on Monday; Spanish, Tuesday; philosophy, Wednesday; chemistry , Thursday; Spanish and finally Friday; Biology. It is a very hard week.&lt;br /&gt;Well, also a few days ago the teachers told us that the research project must be delivered in December. On one hand I think that it’s better because we have more time to focus on studies but on the other hand I think that it’s very early and we need more time to practice and prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for the exams&lt;br /&gt;Good SummerJoh yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-3226308756049115007?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/3226308756049115007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=3226308756049115007' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3226308756049115007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3226308756049115007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-now-its-time-for-exams-stress-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SiAvxy22AEI/AAAAAAAAAX4/XsOI7DEu0-8/s72-c/nanana.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-8399908462054041374</id><published>2009-05-10T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:59:03.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sgb3qKSg0PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/siRv3xpSObY/s1600-h/n1170863263_30318721_9050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334223112355500274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sgb3qKSg0PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/siRv3xpSObY/s200/n1170863263_30318721_9050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, today I’m going to talk about summer. It’s only 4 weeks until we finish highschool and we have to start to think about what we can do. Well my intencion was do a course in lifesaving but at the last moment it was cancelled but don’t worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curriculum is done and now it’s time to wait and send to different places. Two or three years ago I said that I would never work in Montserrat but I think that I will work in this supermarket or maybe I won’t find anything and I will have a relaxing holiday but I want to make money myself! I suppose that I could work in a camping site or supermarket but all ways I depends on my parents because they have to take me to work.&lt;br /&gt;I love summer because we don’t have school, we don’t have worries, it’s hot, there are people, you can go to parities, every day you can go to the beach, swimming pool, sleep until 12 or 1 in the afternoon, go out with friends, eat ice creams, tan and others things that I could say I will never finish.&lt;br /&gt;The summer is the best time and the best season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334225283471306146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sgb5oiU27aI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-wIYrCAu5jM/s320/empuriabrava1.jpg" border="0" /&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/6532071391231485252-8399908462054041374?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/8399908462054041374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=8399908462054041374' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8399908462054041374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8399908462054041374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sgb3qKSg0PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/siRv3xpSObY/s72-c/n1170863263_30318721_9050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-4398800123220286036</id><published>2009-05-09T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:44:32.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>Swine flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgVCX5ilOFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HQC5Kpp0LwE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333742312040511570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgVCX5ilOFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HQC5Kpp0LwE/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swine flue is already in Spain. After a lot of tests a man who returned from a trip to Mexico has swine flu. He is the first man in Spain that has swine flu. Swine flu affects young people from the age of 2-30 years approximately. They are twenty cases of death under investigation in Spain. The contact is direct but now there is indirect contamination too.&lt;br /&gt;Swine flue isn’t mortal, but you ask yourself and in Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;Well Mexico is very different to Spain, the health in Mexico is very different, it’s bad, they don’t worry about the people but in other countries that swine flu affects like in Spain, Germany.. apart from the health we have more money and are richer than Mexico, Mexico is a poor country is not the same as Africa but it’s another world I think.&lt;br /&gt;What happens if the swine flu arrives in Africa? A lot of people will die because they don’t have medicine and vaccines…&lt;br /&gt;In Spain I think that it is a normal flu and with Tamiflu and relax is like a normal flu. I believe that half of the town has flu.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been vaccinated against the not the swine flu, but I think that if everybody can pass it on why not me? I’m optimistic! But at the moment I don’t worry about it! Peace and love and nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/learningenglish/newsenglish/witn/2009/04/090428_europe_swine_flu.shtml"&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/worldservice/learningenglish/newsenglish/witn/2009/04/090428_europe_swine_flu.shtml&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-4398800123220286036?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/4398800123220286036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=4398800123220286036' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4398800123220286036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4398800123220286036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine flu'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgVCX5ilOFI/AAAAAAAAAWo/HQC5Kpp0LwE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5802145136642573326</id><published>2009-05-08T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:00:33.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>Charlie and the chocolate factory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgSPMYKNG6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HfgDB7j0aTk/s1600-h/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333545301519965090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgSPMYKNG6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HfgDB7j0aTk/s200/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie Bucket is a child, whose family is poor and lives in small house isolated from society. He lives with his parents and his grandparents. The house is very poor and the house only has one room. Charlie’s polite, good and he knows what are bad and good things, he also knows the problem with the economy of his family and is conscious of it. Soon it was Charlie's birthday and he wanted a chocolate bar. Near to Charlie's house there’s a chocolate factory and it's the biggest i the world, and it’s property of Willy Wonka. Wonka is the most popular chocolatier in the world as well. But some years ago, Willy closed the factory and everybody including the workers left the factory. Now, in the factory work some strange workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Wonka, started a campaign that consisted of five bars of chocolate and when you open the bar if you have the golden ticket you are one of the winners. The people that have this golden tickey can enter on the factory with one member of the family and the tour is with Willy Wonka. The four firsts people that win the golden ticket were a spoiled and impolite children. One day the Charlie's grandfather gave Charlie a present and it was a chocolate but it didn’t have a golden ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, Charlie was walking down the street and he found a note he ran to the nearest shop and bought a chocolate ticket and he won the golden ticket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that they visited the factory, Charlie went with his grandfather Joe. The first children was Augustus, that he was very greedy and he drank some chocolate of the river, he was sucked up the pipeline. Violet loves gum, Willy Wonka prepared a strange gum and gave it to Violet and she accepted then she become purple. Veruca was very spoiled and she watched some very nice squirrels and she came to them and the squirrels attacked her. Mike is a boy that is always is in front of the TV, he was smaller with a TV camera then he was a giant. When they are in the factory, Willy showed them the workers called Oompa Loompas and they are from Loompalandia. Only Charlie is in the factory with his grandfather and Willy Wonka, in the end Willy Wonka is choses his successor and Charlie’s the only “ finalist” Willy chose him. But Willy Wonka, wanted Charlie to live in the factory, but Charlie is honest and loves his family, didn’t accept because he didn’t want to leave his parents then Willy built a house in the factory, and they lived in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/video.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/video.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyB4s9eox2o&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyB4s9eox2o&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-5802145136642573326?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5802145136642573326/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5802145136642573326' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5802145136642573326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5802145136642573326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/05/charlie-and-chocolate-factory.html' title='Charlie and the chocolate factory'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SgSPMYKNG6I/AAAAAAAAAWg/HfgDB7j0aTk/s72-c/charlie_and_the_chocolate_factory2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-376294876483812338</id><published>2009-04-22T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T05:29:53.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Se8NsaIeGoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a1XMfvPMbHU/s1600-h/1240003845192_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327491940782840450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Se8NsaIeGoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a1XMfvPMbHU/s200/1240003845192_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After two exams and three days without breakfast time, we finished this week's exams and it’s time to work on projects, blogs, portfolios and the summary of the film that I had to do some days ago. Well I don’t have topics to talk about, my weekend was a normal weekend like always… After my last class of the weekend, English I went home and afterwards I went to buy some aspirin because now I always have a headache, often I think that it’s a sequel and I’m going to the doctor. On Saturday I went to the football team I watched Christian that plays with Figueres but after that they started the team, another team played and I watched them while I was waiting for the team. Well, when then they started. After the football match we went to my home and we went to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;The same night in Castelló there was a soccer tournament, we went to watch my friend and for to go out. More football on the same day, I was tired and I decided to leave so I stayed 3 hours at the soccer tournament. But I was in the photograph and was fun.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, was Sunday and I think that it was the most boring Sunday of my life, well it’s ironic but the day was boring and I was angry with myself, I don’t know why. I spent all day at home doing exercises because the next day we had Catalan exam.&lt;br /&gt;But now, we’re done with the exams and during the week we don’t think about the exams. I only have to think about the summary of the Charlie and the chocolate factory .&lt;br /&gt;Relax for the people that CAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-376294876483812338?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/376294876483812338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=376294876483812338' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/376294876483812338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/376294876483812338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-two-exams-and-three-days-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Se8NsaIeGoI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/a1XMfvPMbHU/s72-c/1240003845192_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-8832042219006064824</id><published>2009-04-15T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:26:10.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ibX3TejlZE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ibX3TejlZE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-8832042219006064824?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/8832042219006064824/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=8832042219006064824' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8832042219006064824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8832042219006064824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/beatles-help.html' title='The Beatles - Help!'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-151726165938423951</id><published>2009-04-11T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:49:12.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>Sexy with X of mixta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SeCDferdjWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hfot99_hmds/s1600-h/DSC02330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323399336386465122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SeCDferdjWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hfot99_hmds/s200/DSC02330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!, Today I’m going to talk about an ad. A few days ago I helped do an ad, for Christian and Rodri, that the English teacher said that they had to do, of comedy according to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at Christian's house Marcos, Rodri and Christian were thinking about a good ad. Then they had a little idea, they would like to do an ad about 'Mixta' but they didn’t know what they could say and what can they could do. Later we went to supermarket and bought 'Mixta' when we arrived home. We stayed a lot of time thinking and changed the ad some times, we wanted an original ad, that Christian and Rodri spoke English and also we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of time, we decided to start with the ad. At first Rodri stared to try the bottle of 'Mixta', but the bottle didn’t appear in the video. Then Christian and Marcos entered and they joined to open the bottle, and after that I appeared but I didn’t want to. Well, it’s a paranoid ad and I don’t have more ideas and things to explain about this ad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you take your holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see the video, the title of the video is sexy with X of 'Mixta'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rr040zn_hWg&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rr040zn_hWg&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-151726165938423951?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/151726165938423951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=151726165938423951' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/151726165938423951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/151726165938423951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/sexy-with-x-of-mixta.html' title='Sexy with X of mixta'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SeCDferdjWI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Hfot99_hmds/s72-c/DSC02330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-4478113575261041622</id><published>2009-04-08T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:48:00.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>Hawaii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdzwCD1Wu-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/yKkAG9nfjg0/s1600-h/Kauai_Hawaii_1024_768-134448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322392777824582626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdzwCD1Wu-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/yKkAG9nfjg0/s200/Kauai_Hawaii_1024_768-134448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am going to talk about my perfect dream holiday. I wanted to talk about this a few months ago, but I didn’t find the moment, and now the time has come. Well, since I was little, my dream was be a doctor but my dream was to go to Hawaii as well.&lt;br /&gt;And I think that when I have money and I'm an adult I’m going to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it’s a dream for everybody, it’s a place that everybody would to go it, there are people that think that a perfect holiday is for example going to the mountain and having an adventure. And I think that it’s a good idea as well but I would like to be on a beautiful beach with white water, having my exotic drink in a lounger. Do diving and also see exotic animals, and at night dancing on the beach and dancing in the moonlight. I can’t explain everything that I would like and I know that explaining is difficult but when I imagine it’s different, incredible. Relaxing and more relaxing! With Hawaiian music.&lt;br /&gt;The airline ticket is very expensive, I don’t want to imagine how much. And a lot of hours by plane and when I go by plane I am tired the second minute, the last time that I went by plane I was on it for two hours and I didn’t know what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could choose I'd doa luxury cruise. But that will be a incredible, great, fun, luxury, wonderful, fantastic, relaxing and of course very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I would like to go to Africa nay place, it doesn’t matter, I would like to see the different ways to live and the different cultures. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322394140343441650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdzxRXnKmPI/AAAAAAAAAVg/KGzYPo5tZy0/s320/hula+hula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-4478113575261041622?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/4478113575261041622/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=4478113575261041622' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4478113575261041622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4478113575261041622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/hawaii.html' title='Hawaii'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdzwCD1Wu-I/AAAAAAAAAVY/yKkAG9nfjg0/s72-c/Kauai_Hawaii_1024_768-134448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5810275050984723702</id><published>2009-04-07T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:28:50.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>My research project</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321909158043409282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sds4LrwTW4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/jCH4t7cJ5sQ/s200/vacuna%2B6%25C3%25A8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today I decided that I am going to explain my research project. I think that we have to decide the topic very quickly and I think that it’s a difficult and important decision because you have to work all year with the topic. The topic must be interesting, and when you see the topic you can say 'Oh!' But above all, that you like it. The topic must catch your eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to look for a topic about medicine, health or biology. I want to study an illness. My first idea was infectious diseases but the topic is very wide and it was impossible, I'd like to do it, but on the other hand I wouldn't like to and it's impossible to do it, because I have to remember all my diseases, including the more recent and I don’t want to. Also, I wanted to do it about the allergies but a few years ago a girl did it about this. Then I decided not to do anything related with me or with some diseases. Still somes friend told me that it was good idea because I’ve had the experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after giving it a spin I decided to do Vaccines. It was a topic that the department proposed and I would like to have more time to decide but didn't. In the research project I want to study a little History about the vaccines, the vaccination book , vaccination books of the different countries as well. At high school there are a lot of people from different countries and before, when we were small, a nurse came to school and immunized us but now not and we study the different vaccines that the people have. My research project consists of that. I think that everything isn’t theoretical. I think that this project will help to learn something. At the end the project it’s good and interesting. I hope that I'm doing well and not choosing the topic badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you chose your topic badly, you spend all year badly, because you must study a topic that you don’t like and apart from that, it’s boring and you have to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321909854189619858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sds40NGfipI/AAAAAAAAAVI/J9ScpwbWhCA/s320/vacunas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-5810275050984723702?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5810275050984723702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5810275050984723702' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5810275050984723702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5810275050984723702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-research-project.html' title='My research project'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/Sds4LrwTW4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/jCH4t7cJ5sQ/s72-c/vacuna%2B6%25C3%25A8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-260938216531711957</id><published>2009-04-06T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T03:25:13.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3rd Term'/><title type='text'>It's time to relax as well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdnXtmVDOTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/l44O4EDKkxo/s1600-h/1230233890475_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321521613097875762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdnXtmVDOTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/l44O4EDKkxo/s320/1230233890475_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s my first blog entyr this term and the truth is th&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdnXBbFfW8I/AAAAAAAAAUw/DrG3eBJPeW0/s1600-h/1230233890475_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at I don’t have imagination to do another 10 entries.&lt;br /&gt;Now, we have a week of holiday. Apart from doing homework it’s time to relax as well. I am going to explain my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I finished the classes and after I went to the English classes but we didn’t do classes because we watched a film, Charlie and the chocolate factory. Another day I will explain the film a little bit and my opinion. After the class I went home by bus, that's habitual. When I arrived home I went with Christian to buy papers, because I haven't had papers for a week,then I returned to my house and we watched TV and stayed in the living room. I stayed with my mother the whole weekend because my father was in Rome. Saturday was a little boring because I didn’t do anything in the morning I stayed in the living room, the living room is like my bedroom I stayed a lot of hours. In the afternoon I watched Hospital Central and when my mother came we went to Figueres and I bought some clothes then when I returned home my mother said that she l would like to watched Vicky Cristina Barcelona and I agreed but I had watched the film some days ago. Like normal I fell asleep and my mother too.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go to Fata to watch Cabano, but I think that there will be a lot of people and it will be stressful.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went to lunch with some friends and we stayed there for the afternoon. In general it was fun and quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-260938216531711957?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/260938216531711957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=260938216531711957' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/260938216531711957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/260938216531711957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-time-to-relax-as-well.html' title='It&apos;s time to relax as well!'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SdnXtmVDOTI/AAAAAAAAAU4/l44O4EDKkxo/s72-c/1230233890475_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-7138498768655412869</id><published>2009-03-08T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:34:14.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to find an original topic to talk about on my blog, but I have little time and I’m very busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression is that I never finish the work, I always have work!! And I don’t want to but I always find things to do, and I can never go to my bedroom without nothing to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I see the people  living perfectly or the animals, for example the dogs that lives in a good house, the dogs can eat, drink and stay with a people I am jealous I know that I can’t compare the life, but I would like to live like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about the life of the animals for example?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have to study or I’m stressed and I see an animal that is sleeping I always say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, they live perfectly! Without worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Penkert and I, opened a new forum in the moddle, GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about the new English Project, give your opinion and point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-7138498768655412869?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/7138498768655412869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=7138498768655412869' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/7138498768655412869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/7138498768655412869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-find-original-topic-to-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-616925152411471168</id><published>2009-03-08T10:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T10:32:59.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I am going to explain about my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was boring and busy, at first on Friday I finished the week with the Spanish exam, the next hour the teacher wasn’t there and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went to English class and did grammar and afterwards we played scrabble, then I returned to my house and I stayed from 6pm until 9 with Christian and afterwards I did homework and projects. On Saturday I woke up very early but I think that the one day that I could sleep I had to use too. I woke up at 11am, and after I came to do my work of badminton that is long to do, and took a lot of hours. In the afternoon I went  with Laura Penkert to study a little  biology then we did chemistry and afterwards Laura showed me some nice photos about her trips. After my parents came with me and we went to Figueres to buy food and things, I won’t go to Carnival of Fortià, because I prefer to stay in my house because tomorrow I have to do some things and I need to be awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will stay with the PC, to do my work and I hope to finish it. And also I hope to leave home for while…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope that next weekend that we don't have exams I can relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-616925152411471168?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/616925152411471168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=616925152411471168' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/616925152411471168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/616925152411471168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-am-going-to-explain-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5881401961935488261</id><published>2009-03-06T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:24:24.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SbGGaov2hsI/AAAAAAAAATo/iVNZoMv6uTA/s1600-h/n1317879802_315537_5949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310173227819370178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SbGGaov2hsI/AAAAAAAAATo/iVNZoMv6uTA/s320/n1317879802_315537_5949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today I am going to talk about the Carnival. Last week we went to the next town, because we celebrated Pau’s birthday and he decided to have dinner in a restaurant and afterwards we went to the center and stayed there some hours.&lt;br /&gt;We went as mechanics we were a little group of friends. In the afternoon I stayed at home and afterwards when my mother came home, I prepared and got dressed with my blue dress of mechanic that Laura Carrera lent me. Then I went to Empuriabrava to pick up Christian and when we arrived to Sant Pere we went to Tete’s house; everyone was there, then we went to the restaurant. When we arrived to the restaurant, there was another birthday but we did the birthday separate from the other birthday. We ate the food,(it wasn't anything special) and then Pau, opened the presents!!&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we went to the Carnival, we stayed behind the floats, and after we went to the “Centre Civic” with Pau, Laura, David, Christian, Laia, Eva.. At first Carnival was fun but when spent the hours, it was boring and boring, I don’t understand why but I was bored and I phoned my parents to get me.&lt;br /&gt;But, it was a great night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-5881401961935488261?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5881401961935488261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5881401961935488261' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5881401961935488261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5881401961935488261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-today-i-am-going-to-talk-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SbGGaov2hsI/AAAAAAAAATo/iVNZoMv6uTA/s72-c/n1317879802_315537_5949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-4975272261869855835</id><published>2009-03-06T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:18:19.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'>Mago de Oz- Desde mi cielo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7GhYYwGfNJE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7GhYYwGfNJE&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-4975272261869855835?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/4975272261869855835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=4975272261869855835' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4975272261869855835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4975272261869855835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/03/mago-de-oz-desde-mi-cielo.html' title='Mago de Oz- Desde mi cielo'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5143969499283964563</id><published>2009-02-19T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:16:17.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3Le7jPhgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/t94xEpJ8G6c/s1600-h/el_internado4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304619668354336258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3Le7jPhgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/t94xEpJ8G6c/s200/el_internado4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today I'll talk about “El Internado”. I know that Guillem did a entry about this topic but I also to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I watched the TV ad of the El Internado I know that I had to watch the program. I believe that was Wednesday and I had a problem that on Wednesday the TV broadcast Hospital Central but I left Hospital Central and turned on my TV and I watched El Internado. I think that this program is for everybody but more for the teenagers because the protagonists are teenagers and a part of the argument of the series, is that the boys and girls explain the problems, the loves and lovers, the family and more. At the first time I confused the name “El Internado” with “ El Orfanato”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do you think about the life in a boarding school or orphanage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about these things, on one hand life in a boarding school is comfortable and you live with your friends and these things that is you want or don't want, have your good part, but on the other hand, you don't stay with you family and if I stayed in there I would miss my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are in the Orphanage it's different because you don't have parents and I really wouldn't like to have been in an orphanage . I like to have biologic parents and if the adoptive parents adopted me , for a most part I lwould ike to meet with my parents but on the other hand my heart tells me: NO! I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to go to the public or private school but go to sleep in your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I change the topic, I return to the El internado. I think that it's a good series but I recommend that if you like to watch the series, you must watch from the beginning because if you begin to watch it, it's a little difficult to continue because in one episode a lot of things happen. I believe that it has become clear that I like the series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I won't talk about the argument of the series, because it's very complicated to explain because there is a lot to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some Characters and actors are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304600928007620802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ26cGUaCMI/AAAAAAAAARo/IHsYU8KRjX8/s320/inter_personalidad_martin380.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Martín Rivas&lt;/strong&gt; plays Marcos Novoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304614568594455282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3G2FdvOvI/AAAAAAAAASQ/o6A81fQ0f8M/s320/internado-ivan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yon González&lt;/strong&gt; plays Iván Noiret &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304612828042998482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3FQxZ7stI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0MLbl2cENas/s320/carol.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ana de Armas&lt;/strong&gt; plays Carolina Leal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304615747619638114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3H6trPy2I/AAAAAAAAASg/Z98OTTuequ4/s320/viki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Martínez&lt;/strong&gt; plays Elena Furiase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304613272659276770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3Fqputs-I/AAAAAAAAASA/b_XljS5RqtU/s320/2142.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Blanca Suárez&lt;/strong&gt; plays Julia Medina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304613916593958354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3GQIktLdI/AAAAAAAAASI/ALsJ_PL3rnY/s320/daniel2zg9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Daniel Retuerta&lt;/strong&gt; plays Roque Sánchez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304615208899931922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3HbWydbxI/AAAAAAAAASY/cpm9v41E2qg/s320/FERNANDO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernando Tielve&lt;/strong&gt; plays Cayetano Montero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304616539844148594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3Io08SfXI/AAAAAAAAASo/4mtWCXDjyV4/s320/5carlota_380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlota García&lt;/strong&gt; plays Paula Novoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304617286354397122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3JUR6M58I/AAAAAAAAASw/2xtm3dz-bhc/s320/evelyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denisse Peña&lt;/strong&gt; plays Evelyn Pons &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of actors but I have put only the more importants for me. If you want to see more information about this you can visit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.antena3.com/PortalA3com/El-Internado/P_84035"&gt;http://www.antena3.com/PortalA3com/El-Internado/P_84035&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6532071391231485252-5143969499283964563?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5143969499283964563/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5143969499283964563' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5143969499283964563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5143969499283964563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-today-ill-talk-about-el-internado.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZ3Le7jPhgI/AAAAAAAAAS4/t94xEpJ8G6c/s72-c/el_internado4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-1768928731024284470</id><published>2009-02-18T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:09:41.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'>Catalan " Burnt Cream" </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZwqaluNe5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/F-_GMwHlXXQ/s1600-h/5908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304161097426500498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZwqaluNe5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/F-_GMwHlXXQ/s320/5908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Crema Catalana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crema catalana is a rich custard usually covered with a sheet of caramelised sugar and thus as a rule is virtually identical to the popular French dessert called crème brûlée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To serve 4(as dessert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;500 ml/16 fl oz single cream&lt;br /&gt;peel of ½ lemon&lt;br /&gt;½ cinnamon stick&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs yolks&lt;br /&gt;170g/5 ½ oz sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat the cream, lemon peel and cinnamon stick in a saucepan over medium heat until just boiling; then remove from heat immediately, discard the lemon peel and cinnamon stick and allow to cool.&lt;br /&gt;Beat the eggs yolks with a third of the sugar until thick; then strain the cooled cream into the eggs, stirring constantly.&lt;br /&gt;Reheat the custard mixture in a heavy-bottomed saucepan over low heat, stirring constantly until it thickens slightly and coats the back of a wooden spoon.&lt;br /&gt;Allow it to cool slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Pour the custard into four 250-ml/8-fl oz ramekins, custard cups or 10-13 cm/4-5 inch cassoles. Allow it to set then sprinkle each with a thin layer of sugar and caramelise until dark amber in colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vocabulary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;single cream: crema de llet&lt;br /&gt;ciannamon stick: canella&lt;br /&gt;Heat: Escalfar&lt;br /&gt;Saucepan: Cassola&lt;br /&gt;Remove: Treure&lt;br /&gt;Discard: tirar&lt;br /&gt;Allow: permetre&lt;br /&gt;to cool: que es refredi&lt;br /&gt;Beat: Batir&lt;br /&gt;thick: espessa&lt;br /&gt;strain: colar&lt;br /&gt;stirring: remenar&lt;br /&gt;Reheat: Refredar&lt;br /&gt;heavy-bottomed: que pesa molt&lt;br /&gt;slightly: una mica&lt;br /&gt;wooden spoon: cullera de fusta&lt;br /&gt;Pour: Avocar&lt;br /&gt;Ramekins: Recipient( de la crema catalana)&lt;br /&gt;sprinkle: Tirar sucre( ruixar)&lt;br /&gt;layer: capa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's flu oz? &lt;/strong&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's a fluid ounce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's inch?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;An inch is 2'5 cm &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a typical dessert of Catalonia, but now everyone can find it everywhere. I like Burnt Cream but it's not my favourite dessert. I prefer for example ice-cream, some fruit or chocolate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqFnUe9eq20&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqFnUe9eq20&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-1768928731024284470?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/1768928731024284470/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=1768928731024284470' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/1768928731024284470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/1768928731024284470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/catalan-burnt-cream-crema-catalana.html' title='Catalan &quot; Burnt Cream&quot; '/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZwqaluNe5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/F-_GMwHlXXQ/s72-c/5908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-7378681884816557147</id><published>2009-02-14T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:42:56.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'>Dangerous Form of Meningitis Thrives in Winter, Experts Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZbXtt2oBuI/AAAAAAAAARI/fRf2HhP7jLA/s1600-h/Meningitis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302662791678133986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZbXtt2oBuI/AAAAAAAAARI/fRf2HhP7jLA/s320/Meningitis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's Meningitis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meningitis is the inflammation of the linings of the brain and spinal cord. When caused by meningococcal bacteria, these two conditions together are know as menigococcal disease.&lt;br /&gt;So, meningitis is inflammation of the membranes which cover the brain and spinal cord. There are two types of meningitis&lt;br /&gt;-Viral, is milder and usually needs no treatment&lt;br /&gt;-Bacterial, can be life-threatening and requires emergency treatment&lt;br /&gt;Both viral and bacterial meningitis are usually caused by an infection and can occur at any age. However, bacterial meningitis more often affects children whilst viral meningitis more commonly affects young adults. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is affected?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The cause varies at different ages, so 80 per cent of bacterial meningitis occurs in the under-16 age group and the majority are under five. Viral meningitis tends to affect older children and adults. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Viral meningitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viral meningitis tends to appear in winter epidemics, is usually not very severe and most people recover fully, often without specific treatment. The illness is because of infection that's caused by a virus. Initially vague flu-like symptoms occur with fever and muscle aches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bacterial meningitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bacterial meningitis tends to be more severe with a serious risk of complications,including death. It's mainly caused by the haemophilus influenzae bacterium, and the meningococcus type B and C bacteria. The bacteria that causes meningitis vary with the child's age - but meningococcal meningitis is the most common, and on the increase. Non-infectious causes of meningitis include cancer and auto-immune diseases. In bacterial meningitis symptoms develop rapidly, often over hours, whereas the symptoms of viral meningitis may take a couple of days to develop. In meningococcal meningitis a rash may develop that starts as purple-red, pinprick spots and rapidly spreads to become blotchy. The rash doesn't fade when pressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are the symptoms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZbW_zh1RqI/AAAAAAAAARA/lZnZCJHbAsU/s1600-h/19069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302662002927552162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZbW_zh1RqI/AAAAAAAAARA/lZnZCJHbAsU/s200/19069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In adults and children symptoms include:&lt;br /&gt;-severe headache&lt;br /&gt;-fever&lt;br /&gt;-stiff neck&lt;br /&gt;-dislike of bright lights&lt;br /&gt;-nausea and vomiting&lt;br /&gt;-dislike of bright light or noise, and neck stiffness&lt;br /&gt;-fast pulse and blue cold periphery.&lt;br /&gt;-An unusual rash which doesn't blanche when pressed may be a sign of meningococcal infection.&lt;br /&gt;-Complications, especially in bacterial meningitis, include damage to hearing, damage to other nerves in the body, brain abscesses, stroke, and collections of fluid on or in the brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vocabulary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linings : Revestiments&lt;br /&gt;Milder: suau&lt;br /&gt;life-threatening: Amenaça la vida&lt;br /&gt;whilst: mentres que&lt;br /&gt;fully: Plenament&lt;br /&gt;increase: augmentar&lt;br /&gt;rash: erupció&lt;br /&gt;develop: Desarrollar&lt;br /&gt;spreads to become blotchy: s'extenen per convertir-se en taques&lt;br /&gt;stiff neck: rigidesa del coll&lt;br /&gt;dislike of bright lights : no t'agrada la llum brillant &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after this summary you can see that meningitis it's a serious and dangerous disease, I had the bacterial and I know that it's usually for the children under 16 years old, but I'm a exception. I don't wish to anybody this disease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/905Ws-yqteU&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/905Ws-yqteU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6532071391231485252-7378681884816557147?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/7378681884816557147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=7378681884816557147' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/7378681884816557147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/7378681884816557147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/dangerous-form-of-meningitis-thrives-in.html' title='Dangerous Form of Meningitis Thrives in Winter, Experts Say'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZbXtt2oBuI/AAAAAAAAARI/fRf2HhP7jLA/s72-c/Meningitis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-4426695501562006021</id><published>2009-02-12T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:21:08.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'>Very bad things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZQ7vH2_z1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ym09rmBmvHk/s1600-h/6158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301928342071529298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZQ7vH2_z1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ym09rmBmvHk/s200/6158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The real protagnoists were Christian Slater and Cameron Diaz.Fisher is a men, that in few days will marry a woman, Laura. His friends are going to do a party in Las Vegas, that Fisher will never forget. They arrive in a luxury hotel and there the things are chaotic; drink, drugs and a stripper. However the problems start when Kyle a friend of Fisher wants to have sex with the stripper in the hotel bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they are having sex, the man slips and the stripper digs a hook in the wall on the head, accidentally killing her. Everybody discusses the problem, some decide to phone the police but later they decide not to phone the police. A few minutes the security guard goes to the boy's room and tells them not to make noise, the security guard finds the dead stripper’s body and he threatens to call the police but he is stabbed to death. The group of friends decide to buy things to bury the bodies in the desert. They buy luggage and put the parts of the body in different bags, after everybody goes to the desert and starts to bury the bodies.&lt;br /&gt;They return to the city to their families and soon it’s the wedding of Fisher and Laura, the friends are angry, in the wedding all is chaotic and a friend hits another and after everybody ends up dead including the woman of the friends. Fisher wants to kill the last friend and the dog, but after they have an accident and Fisher, the friend and the dog are in a wheelchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film aims to discover that the friendship and happiness are nothing more that appearances I think that this is a thematic film, that everybody dies, and I believe that it's a bad film. I don't recommend the film but if you are bored and you want to spend the time it's fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vocabulary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;slips: relliscar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hook: Ganxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;threatens: amenaçes&lt;br /&gt;tabbed: apunyalat&lt;br /&gt;bury: enterrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301927008436342658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZQ6hfrlz4I/AAAAAAAAAQY/cEovr2yMgm4/s320/christian_slater2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301927763986882834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZQ7NeU4IRI/AAAAAAAAAQg/QKaG72dGfiU/s320/verybad02-large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EP8XdWXGmQI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EP8XdWXGmQI&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-4426695501562006021?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/4426695501562006021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=4426695501562006021' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4426695501562006021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4426695501562006021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-bad-things.html' title='Very bad things'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SZQ7vH2_z1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/Ym09rmBmvHk/s72-c/6158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-8536196172047280250</id><published>2009-02-06T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T15:42:11.356-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, after a lot of days I'm at home. I spent 15 days in Hospital Josep Trueta. But now I'm in my house, this text I'm writing in here, in my room of the hospital. I have a bed, small TV, two chairs, bathroom and small table and a lot of tubes, but now I'm accustomed to it. I like to explain this story like I did one day about the Orphanage, and I’d like this story to be false like that but it can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started when on Thursday my neck hurt but I decided to to to the high school because it was the first day and it was a simple pain. During the day, my neck continued to hurt and when I arrived home I told my mum and we decided to go to the doctor. So we went to the doctor but the doctor wasn’t at the CAP, and I visited the nurse. We weren't satisfied we went to Roses and they told us that I had a bit of flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night I was very ill, I couldn't moved and I was very cold. On Friday I didn't go to school. In the evening I went back to the CAP, and it wasn't the doctor and the nurse didn't know what happened so he decided to send me to the doctor. In there I was very bad. And when she looked at me, she didn't know what happened and she said to me, " Take off your jacket" I was wearing a red shirt and thanks to the shirt the doctor could see a mark on my arm. Then she gave importance and phoned an ambulance. In the ambulance I was very dizzy and I vomited a lot. When I arrived at Hospital de Figueres, everybody was for me very quickly, but the doctor that attended me didn't give importance and she told me, “I’m not playing with you”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she saw I was very bad she was obliged to ask for help, a doctor came quickly, and he didn't know what I had and he started to do all the tests. He was very nervous. My father was dizzy and had to lay on a bed in the hospital and my mother was very nervous and walked. Well, I have told my parents because I lost the consciousness. After some tests, the doctor decided to do the lumbar puncture but I arrived at the hospital in Figueres and stayed less than one hour and after I didn't wasn’t conscience and I didn't remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said to another doctor, “please give attention to the girl now- it's the most important to all the patients that she leaves now, the girl, the girl!!” Well when the doctor did the lumbar puncture we had to wait for the results but the doctor was nervous and he couldn't wait that he decided to put me on medication and he said “If I'm wrong it doesn't matter”. When they got the results they told me that they had phoned an ambulance that would take me to Girona to the ICU because in Figue&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYzJSyl3rII/AAAAAAAAAPw/w0aiIzxQSaw/s1600-h/ambulancia-bcn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299832186163670146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYzJSyl3rII/AAAAAAAAAPw/w0aiIzxQSaw/s320/ambulancia-bcn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;res they didn't have ICU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYzJrTDQ8GI/AAAAAAAAAQA/cYGDYCLUEaM/s1600-h/ambulance.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first ambulance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299832985616916594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYzKBUyYIHI/AAAAAAAAAQI/y6KxCqAW5VE/s320/ambulance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                      The second ambulance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-8536196172047280250?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/8536196172047280250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=8536196172047280250' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8536196172047280250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8536196172047280250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-after-lot-of-days-im-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYzJSyl3rII/AAAAAAAAAPw/w0aiIzxQSaw/s72-c/ambulancia-bcn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-3962058945360077940</id><published>2009-02-02T13:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:41:25.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYi3fqGB8OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tIhQs0gcvic/s1600-h/prado+del+rey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYi3fqGB8OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tIhQs0gcvic/s200/prado+del+rey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298686716104798434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, today I'll write about my Christmas. I know that it's late but I couldn't do it before. I went to Andalucia for eight days.&lt;br /&gt;I caught a plane on 27th of December in Barcelona and I arrived in Jerez,  there&lt;br /&gt;my aunt and my uncle waiting for us. We arrived to the town of my aunt and we decided&lt;br /&gt;to stay  there all morning because my uncle was in the hospital because the last before&lt;br /&gt;he stopped breathing. When I arrived I was very hungry and I think that I ate too much.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to see my uncle and later we went to my house, I unpacked and after I visited my other family, at first it was funny because I’ve always gone to visit my family and stay with them. Well I think that it's normal, but when the days passed everybody has his things and if you want to do something with us, they have plans or things to do.&lt;br /&gt;I know people there but I don't know how they have their lives and I'm a forest .Not everyday but almost, I went to the first town that I went to,  my cousins were also there, but they are older than me. All the family of my mother was together, and my cousins of Mallorca also stayed there. I don't know why but all the cousins when stay with me, do what I do. Well, they left Andalucia two days after that I arrived, but my aunt stayed a few days more.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 24th and 25th of December I stayed in Castelló with my family but we didn't do special things. I missed my father because he always take me to see new towns and buy cakes and it was always fun but this time it's different.  Every day was more boring, but when we did something special it was fun. One day we went to San Lucar de Barrameda, a village.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed it a lot there and  I also ate a lot. Ar the end of the year, I went to dinner in Villamartin, the town of my aunt and uncle... where I spent all the days, the dinner was fantastic, and after my cousin, her boyfriend and me, dressed up and went to Prado del Rey to the party. I dressed as Robin Hood.&lt;br /&gt;My aunt asked me if I wanted to dress with her, as an Egyptian, but everybody that works in a bar dressed as an Egytpian and I didn't want to dress like this because I didn't work in a bar, I stayed at the party and later when my cousins had to leave I returned to my house. But  last year was better, I met a friend and I stayed in a big party and there I met a lot of people. Before this party everything was more boring, but on 3th of January, my cousin invited me to a party in his bar and it was really funny, I also met a lot of people and stayed with him and his friends. The next day I didn't feel well but in the evening I went to visit my family for last time. And on 5th of January I returned to Barcelona and my father was waiting there, after 3 days in Castelló I got ill and now I’m relaxing at home and soon I can go back to high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYi3nbATd2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/2V-OwLVTPc8/s1600-h/88589970_8228f5bd3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYi3nbATd2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/2V-OwLVTPc8/s320/88589970_8228f5bd3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298686849493202786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Segoe UI';font-size:100%;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="EC_MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:arial;font-size:10;"   lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYdl1xzXV4I/AAAAAAAAAOo/RQa882VzjIA/s1600-h/88589970_8228f5bd3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-3962058945360077940?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/3962058945360077940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=3962058945360077940' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3962058945360077940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3962058945360077940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-today-ill-write-about-my-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SYi3fqGB8OI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tIhQs0gcvic/s72-c/prado+del+rey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-8626303618291956157</id><published>2008-12-26T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:59:37.108-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SXw35jPGJUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/E_8RPKds72U/s1600-h/3zznWwOAohQYlTETu3Zt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SXw35jPGJUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/E_8RPKds72U/s320/3zznWwOAohQYlTETu3Zt.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295168723731490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next Sunday I am going to Andalucía, with my mum. This year my father and my brother don’t want to come. Every year we go by car, and my father drives, but now we are going by plane. There we visit everybody and over the months I have more friends. Going to Andalucia by car is very tiring because, we spend 12 hours in the car, and by plane it’s only 2 hours. Also my family from Mallorca come to Andalusia, and there we stay together. First I wanted to go, but later I was angry, and I didn’t want to go, but I feel like visiting my little cousins and staying with my family. Really I don’t like the town, but it has got something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally when I stay in the town, I share a room with my brother, and I don’t like it. There we have two houses, one of my grandfather and the other of my father and his sisters. Some days I’m bored but my father always asks me that if I would like to go to another town, to visit it. But there are also days that are really funny, and the nights are the best, because there the people have a very festive mood. I think that the best party that I’ve seen in a town is there. At the end of the year, everybody gets dressed and goes to the party, it’s fantastic but the next day everybody has a hangover, but it’s one party that everybody remember for life. I remember one year when I was more or less 12, a man came to me and said a lot of funny things to meand I was surprised. I have a lot of cousins older than me and they are fun and always stay on the street and bars. My cousins have a nice bar and when my aunt is there, I always go to visit and help her.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the days! To stay with my cousins!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SXw3P_AiqnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/boaljzn6KpI/s1600-h/bPB6hTsLp1MYbOv6R2MP.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SXw3P_AiqnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/boaljzn6KpI/s320/bPB6hTsLp1MYbOv6R2MP.0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295168009632131698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-8626303618291956157?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/8626303618291956157/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=8626303618291956157' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8626303618291956157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8626303618291956157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-sunday-i-am-going-to-andaluca-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SXw35jPGJUI/AAAAAAAAAOI/E_8RPKds72U/s72-c/3zznWwOAohQYlTETu3Zt.0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-786833643348459737</id><published>2008-12-15T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:33:13.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUadIQ2VlnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OGkzniU8w-c/s1600-h/2173846805_43d2acd48a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280080378425874034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 318px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUadIQ2VlnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OGkzniU8w-c/s320/2173846805_43d2acd48a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today, I‘ll speak about the Panda, what they do, the different species and how they are.&lt;br /&gt;At first another name for name the Panda is Red Panda. Panda was discovering in China in 1869.&lt;br /&gt;Panda it’s a shy and big animal, and maybe it’s one of the most animal in danger of extinction. Since then the Pandas became in a attraction of zoo, first Panda arrives at west, in there lived 100 exemplars the rest of 1000 Pandas survive in the nature, in a kind of forest in China. Panda is one of the thousand animals that find in danger of extinction&lt;br /&gt;Two big motives of the danger of extinction are that disappearance of their natural habitat, the natural aliment and the extreme difficulty that has this kind to breed as well.&lt;br /&gt;The pandas eat 14 kg of bamboo for day, and it takes 12 hours. They also eat eggs of others animals.&lt;br /&gt;The species is a favourite of the public, at least in part because many people find that it has a baby-like cuteness. Also, it is usually depicted reclining peacefully eating bamboo, as opposed to hunting, which adds to its image of innocence. Though the Giant Panda is often assumed to be docile, it has been known to attack humans, presumably out of irritation rathe&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaYRdNI3WI/AAAAAAAAALY/RLINP7yG8_E/s1600-h/b30557930.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r than predatory behaviour Adults measure around 1,5m long and around 75 cm tall, at the shoulder. Males are 10-20% larger than females. Males can weigh up to 115kg. Females are generally smaller than the males. Panda has a typical body of the bears. It has black fur on its ears, eye patches, muzzle, legs and shoulders. The rest of the animal’s coat is white. They have large molar teeth and strong jaw muscles for crushing tough bamboo. They usually can live to be 25-30 years old in captivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280080913048713922" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUadnYeWusI/AAAAAAAAAM4/vMXfkgMRfVU/s320/b30557930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now you can see some photos about Pandas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaaHg1C-OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5o-kPXOm-W8/s1600-h/r866250140_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280077067000674530" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 144px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaaHg1C-OI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5o-kPXOm-W8/s200/r866250140_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280075573052986962" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 143px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaYwjcKVlI/AAAAAAAAALo/j1t7dhP3TR4/s200/giant_pandas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280075981296412450" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 142px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaZIUQ-pyI/AAAAAAAAALw/1C_Z83Gi3VQ/s200/giant-panda-china-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaZt29OTGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hkEVVgTzTO4/s1600-h/pandas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280076626263952482" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 140px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaZt29OTGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hkEVVgTzTO4/s200/pandas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUacYewz4PI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h2Zg7te_rFA/s1600-h/panda_kid_jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280079557527068914" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 195px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUacYewz4PI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h2Zg7te_rFA/s200/panda_kid_jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280076881070661122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 192px; height: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUaZ8sL4HgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/8VPY6G7Fi_I/s200/pandasDM0703_428x445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SFvWEZaRrI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SFvWEZaRrI&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-786833643348459737?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/786833643348459737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=786833643348459737' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/786833643348459737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/786833643348459737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-ill-speak-about-panda-what-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SUadIQ2VlnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/OGkzniU8w-c/s72-c/2173846805_43d2acd48a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-8436421579761723582</id><published>2008-11-23T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:33:54.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlsUCYvitI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6kvprSEIMPw/s1600-h/P30-12-07_16.00%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271863930307709650" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlsUCYvitI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6kvprSEIMPw/s200/P30-12-07_16.00%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m going to speak about my little cousin, she’s Marta and she lives in Prado del Rey in Andalucía. I’ll talk about her, because in few days it’s her birthday. Now she is 3 years old. Marta it’s special for me, she’s very shy and doesn’t speak. All of her friends speak a lot, with the family, at school, but she doesn’t speak to anybody. I still don’t understand. I don’t know if speaks now, but I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I saw Marta she was one month old and she was very small, and always cried. When I held her, I feel different. It was like taking a doll dressed in pink! It’s fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw Marta again, she was 9 months, and she was just like me, I’m very surprised this was like my copy. She was like my sister. One day I had a problem with her, I was holding Marta with all the illusion of the world and she made a wrong movement and hurt her shoulder. I felt very guilty, even though it wasn’t my fault. For a few days I was very sad and I didn’t want tto hold her more.. but when I saw Marta's smile I was very happy and I smiled again.&lt;br /&gt;The last time that I saw Marta she was 3 years old, and she was still shy. The difference between Marta and me was that Marta is brunette and I'm blonde and she is fatter than me when I was her age. When Marta saw me, she didn’t remember who I was. At first she was shy with me, but after we played and she started to trust me. She only wanted to stay with me, slept with me, ate with me and played with me. I gave her “xuxes” and we ate “xuxes” hidden so that nobody could see.&lt;br /&gt;Marta just wanted to be with me, her mother, my aunt, told me every day, If I would go with Marta and her brother, Javier, to take care, and we spent every day. When I left her house, she cried and cried, I heard her cry from the outside, her tears came to my heart and I felt sad. I taught Javier to skate and when I heard that he said, I just want you to skate with anyone else, I was excited, and I was happy. I have some charming cousins. Both have their good sides and bad sides, thanks to this, I love them so much, I would like to see them more, why are we so far away? But when we see them we take time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Marta!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now you &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlscejmu3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/KWExak5LRbY/s1600-h/P30-12-07_16.02%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can see some photo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlsrW1SLzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2bwV0xpsIOM/s1600-h/P30-12-07_16.02%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271864330933120818" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 150px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlsrW1SLzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2bwV0xpsIOM/s200/P30-12-07_16.02%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. I came out wrong but they're all for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlvFSFqLXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d5oIeu7xn44/s1600-h/martaajo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271866975359479154" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlvFSFqLXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d5oIeu7xn44/s320/martaajo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlvFSFqLXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d5oIeu7xn44/s1600-h/martaajo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-8436421579761723582?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/8436421579761723582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=8436421579761723582' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8436421579761723582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/8436421579761723582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-im-going-to-speak-about-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSlsUCYvitI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6kvprSEIMPw/s72-c/P30-12-07_16.00%5B2%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-468284914746703194</id><published>2008-11-21T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:34:20.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>Are you stressed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScaTlArWRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5SDupYNu0Bk/s1600-h/spa_massage_masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271210812515244306" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 198px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScaTlArWRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5SDupYNu0Bk/s200/spa_massage_masthead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYbCRVjJI/AAAAAAAAAJo/GSK1vyzgogc/s1600-h/spa_massage_masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are stressed you can use this tecnhique to relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seft –Massage&lt;br /&gt;Give yourself a real treat with these simple self-massage techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The face:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Use small, slow circling movements with the fingers, working steadily from the forehead down around the temples and over the cheeks. Use firm pressure and work slowly to ease tensions out of all the facial muscles.&lt;br /&gt;2- Work across the cheeks and along each side of the nose, then move out to the jaw line where a lot of tensions is held. Try not to pull downwards on the skin.&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Let the circling movements help to smooth the stress away and gently fifth the face as you work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hands:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Help to reduce tension in the hands by firmly squeezing between each finger with the thumb and fingers of the other hand rolling the flesh a little to give a kneading effect.&lt;br /&gt;2-Squeeze and gently stretch each finger in turn, working from the hand out to the fingertip&lt;br /&gt;3-With a firm movement, knead the palm with the thumbs of your other hand, making strong circular strokes. This squeezes and stretches taut, contracted muscles and should be a fairly deep action&lt;br /&gt;4-Work steadily over the palm, maintaining a firm pressure. Repeat these movements on the other hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The arms:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Grip your out stretched arm at the wrist, between the thumb and fingers of the other hand and squeeze firmly. Repeat moving up the arms.&lt;br /&gt;2-Continue this kneading movement all the way up the arm to the shoulder. You can perform this stroke two or three times, working up wards each time, then switch arms and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shoulders&lt;/em&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;1-Firmly grip your shoulder and use a squeezing motion to loosen the tension, moving alone the shoulder several times. Repeat on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;2- Work up as far as the base of the skull squeezing the neck muscles with your fingertips and down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The legs:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Sit with one leg bent so that you can comfortably reach down as far the ankle&lt;br /&gt;2- With steady, fairly firm movements sweep up the leg from ankle to knee, using alternate hands. This movement helps to move venous blood back to ward the heart as well as working on the calf muscles. If you suffer from aching legs, then do a little sweeping on the upper leg first, from knee to hip in the same way, to aid circulation. Repeat the movements on the other leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The feet:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit so that you can comfortably reach a foot, and with quile a firm grip use small circular strokes all over the sole with your thumb. Pay special attention to the arch of the food, stretching alone the line of the arch with your thumb. Change or adjust your position and repeat on the other foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can relax with this technique.&lt;br /&gt;It’s useful!&lt;br /&gt;If you have stress with the exams, work, or you have a trauma after the summer holidays. Use it!&lt;br /&gt;I found this information in a book: &lt;strong&gt;Instant aromatherapy by Mark Evans&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s1600-h/aromatherapy-oils.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScXwPev7dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/umcaY0lgROU/s1600-h/aromatherapy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271208006417116626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 244px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScXwPev7dI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/umcaY0lgROU/s320/aromatherapy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s1600-h/aromatherapy-oils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271208327513255266" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 206px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s320/aromatherapy-oils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s1600-h/aromatherapy-oils.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s1600-h/aromatherapy-oils.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScYC7qCLWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j-hGnRL_wgM/s1600-h/aromatherapy-oils.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6532071391231485252-468284914746703194?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/468284914746703194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=468284914746703194' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/468284914746703194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/468284914746703194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/are-you-stressed.html' title='Are you stressed?'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SScaTlArWRI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5SDupYNu0Bk/s72-c/spa_massage_masthead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-2379675153932602471</id><published>2008-11-19T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:35:10.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQbQ_DqYRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2fM43sbs8XE/s1600-h/P24-06-08_15.44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270367442548973842" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 150px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQbQ_DqYRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2fM43sbs8XE/s200/P24-06-08_15.44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I am writing a little diary of a boy that is in an Orphanage. A few days ago, I was thinking and I thought about it. Suddenly a picture of a children in orphanages came to me and I decided to write a little story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m Mark and I’m 16 years old. I've lived in an Orphanage since I was 2 years old. My parents died when I was 2 years old, they had an accident and they died at the moment, I was also in the car but I survived. I was small; I didn’t know what was going on. My parents and me were very united. The next day I went to stay with my uncle. He was a bad person and didn’t love me. He drunk alcohol and smoked a lot. Every week the social services came to see If I was good and funny, but I was sad and every day I was thinner. I stayed in his house for two weeks and I never saw him again. I stayed in a big house with other children, there I related to the others, but I didn’t like being there, I wanted my parents. I could understand that would be my new house. I didn’t like it, it was dirty and old. The days, months, years passed…&lt;br /&gt;Some children left the orphanage but I didn’t leave this house. I didn’t understand. Some woman and men were in the house and sometimes they took a baby and the baby didn’t return. I wanted a family. I didn’t want to stay in there. But as the years passed I understood what was going on around me, people who went there to take a children but the only children that the people took were babies, I was already 5 years old so nobody would take me. I had to get used to the idea of living alone and without family…&lt;br /&gt;I have already spent 11 years here and I'm not used to the idea… I promise you that when I was five until now I prayed every day, I spent my free time crying and crying. The people who worked in the orphanage saw I was suffering, I didn’t leave my room. They sent psychologists to help me, but I knew that the only thing I could do was to change out of there and go back to be with my parents. I know that the latter is impossible, but I still had hope to get out of there. Now I hope that I am 18 and can leave this nightmare. But did it have to happen to me? It’s incredible, I lost my parents that are the most important thing of my life, I don’t have more family and now I have to endure this…&lt;br /&gt;I just want a friend here, she is called Pauline, she is French and is two years younger than me. She's the only person who knows how to get a smile in hard moments. Well, it’s time to turn off the light, tomorrow I write my second day of my diary.&lt;br /&gt;Good night, dear diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that’s the end of the first day, and from here you can let your imagination run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQbAmfG8BI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2tADG-6DmSs/s1600-h/Explorar0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270367161075298322" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 264px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQbAmfG8BI/AAAAAAAAAIc/2tADG-6DmSs/s320/Explorar0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now you can see a photo of my cousin, she’s Gina and she’s from Romania and my aunt took her out of the Orphanage. The first time that I saw the photo I cried, I imagined her in there, and also I compared before and now, In the photo she was around the year I think, now she’s 9 years old, and she is a rebellious girl, but it’s fantastic! My aunt took out another child but he was from Ukraine and he’s Roman and now he’s 7 years old. He's also is a rebellious boy, but also it’s fantastic and even if they don’t have my blood I love them so much,like my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQZyf6bluI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tLsaOcRLqms/s1600-h/P27-06-08_17.28%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270365819281053410" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQZyf6bluI/AAAAAAAAAHs/tLsaOcRLqms/s320/P27-06-08_17.28%5B3%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQZm6vFZwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/grxTol5Yeuc/s1600-h/P27-06-08_17.29%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270365620322789122" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQZm6vFZwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/grxTol5Yeuc/s320/P27-06-08_17.29%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQZKeQBNZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Pu9bKkWZHaA/s1600-h/P27-06-08_17.29%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/6532071391231485252-2379675153932602471?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/2379675153932602471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=2379675153932602471' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/2379675153932602471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/2379675153932602471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-i-am-writing-little-diary-of-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SSQbQ_DqYRI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2fM43sbs8XE/s72-c/P24-06-08_15.44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-3420807728045918866</id><published>2008-11-14T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:35:56.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>Carnival in Brazil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR6uJ12MVtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X2QzcsnIfjE/s1600-h/Explorar0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840098166494930" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 304px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR6uJ12MVtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X2QzcsnIfjE/s320/Explorar0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today I decided that I’ll explain a little bit about the carnival of Brazil, the costumes and what the people do. Carnival is the most famous holiday in Brazil. It is not about a big moment in history or about a famous person, but it is important for the people because it's a time of camaraderie, freedom, and almost a whole week without work. People can choose between parties or rest, and most people choose parties, day after day, night after night. It starts forty days before Easter. It's based on the Christian calendar, but it isn't approved by the Church very well. It lasts four days and four nights. It starts on Saturday and finishes on a Thursday. People put on their costumes and go out into the streets or to clubs. There are also the Samba schools which make a parade showing their music, fantasies, and allegorical cars. They are followed by the people. Every year the parade tells a different story. Each city has one or more schools like this. Carnival is celebrated in the south where by Wednesday everything comes back to normal. The problem is that it is not approved by the church in the Northwest where carnival is more traditional. There people don't respect its end and continue to party until the next Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I like the Carnival because everybody dances and has fun. I like all the parties! In Brazil it is the only national holiday that mixes the whole country and its different kinds of people and cultures together.&lt;br /&gt;Every Carnival, since I was child, I dressed up as something, here you can see some of the photos from when I was small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3ZTmyIF4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TctjeZa0EWs/s1600-h/Explorar0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268606069944883074" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 204px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3ZTmyIF4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/TctjeZa0EWs/s320/Explorar0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268604973663976050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 208px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3YTy0Y-nI/AAAAAAAAAF8/8fAxcCUnplk/s320/Explorar0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In this photo you can see my brother and me Here, when I was three years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3amURkNlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MP7_3ZQqJTA/s1600-h/Explorar0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268607490905618002" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 203px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3amURkNlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MP7_3ZQqJTA/s320/Explorar0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3amURkNlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MP7_3ZQqJTA/s1600-h/Explorar0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3amURkNlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MP7_3ZQqJTA/s1600-h/Explorar0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3amURkNlI/AAAAAAAAAGM/MP7_3ZQqJTA/s1600-h/Explorar0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clàudia, Laura and Cristina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR6ukQpYCtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dXRX4bsGiww/s1600-h/Explorar0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268840552037092050" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 206px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR6ukQpYCtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dXRX4bsGiww/s320/Explorar0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268612265090553266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 255px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR3e8Nf9FbI/AAAAAAAAAGc/wRP0uQ3rl2s/s400/Explorar0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                      My brother and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-3420807728045918866?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/3420807728045918866/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=3420807728045918866' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3420807728045918866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/3420807728045918866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/carnival-in-brazil.html' title='Carnival in Brazil'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SR6uJ12MVtI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X2QzcsnIfjE/s72-c/Explorar0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5166489003981080473</id><published>2008-11-12T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:36:28.061-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I’m going to speak about some exotic animals. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWrvEdh0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ICJ0sNWWyQ/s1600-h/Parrots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267899498509469506" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 160px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWrvEdh0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ICJ0sNWWyQ/s200/Parrots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, parrots. They have a strong peak to break their food. The parrots have a thick tongue which has also been created as an aid to attach and climb, the upper jaw is extremely mobile. Its wings are short and can have a long tail. They are also characterized by their legs, short and strong.&lt;br /&gt;What do parrots eat?&lt;br /&gt;They feed on seeds, fruits, roots.. but some also eat honey, insects, earthworms ... They drink little water. The eggs are white&lt;br /&gt;They have a powerful voice, a scream.&lt;br /&gt;What is the talent of the parrots?&lt;br /&gt;They can talk, especially in larger species, and are capable of repeating, immitating words or sing. Some even say phrases.&lt;br /&gt;Where you can find parrots?&lt;br /&gt;Parrots are everywhere in tropical regions of the world and some species even live in temperate areas of the northern and southern hemispheres. The areas of greatest diversity are the Amazon, Central America, Australia, New Guinea and adjacent islands. Relatively few species live in the interior of Africa and Asia.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have some parrots, to teach to speak and then when they talk to me I'll feel satisfied &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtS-XQbKWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iRNW1hbt_ao/s1600-h/iguana_136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267895420488198498" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 172px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtS-XQbKWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iRNW1hbt_ao/s200/iguana_136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the iguana. The iguanas are cold-blooded animals, quiet and good pets . The iguana is bright green with a few dark bands on the tail. It has very short legs and five toes on each foot, finishing in a very sharp claw. It has thick scales that cover their skin and provides protection against the water. Perhaps the most remarkable physical aspect is the loose skin that hangs from its neck. It spends a lot of time eating for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;-To have the optimum temperature which allows it to improve the digestion of food consumed and to avoid infections.&lt;br /&gt;- Of the solar radiation ultraviolet light, which reacts chemically with the skin of the iguana and produces vitamin D3, this is a vitamin to help the iguana to keep its bones healthy and improves the functioning of their kidneys, liver and reproductive organs.&lt;br /&gt;They live in tropical and subtropical regions, in Mexico and Brazil . A male can measure more than two meters. The green iguana is vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like iguanas much, but I find that they have something special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtTkldrv6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GAaHpFpuoP0/s1600-h/1208107032kT542IW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267896077136936866" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtTkldrv6I/AAAAAAAAAEc/GAaHpFpuoP0/s200/1208107032kT542IW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flamingo is bright pink. It has a long neck and a sharp beak, with which it separates the mud and algae. It has a strange peak, it's that the head grade, curve and the black tip. is an animal originating from the Black Sea and Caspian Sea. They live in large colonies and are very forewarned. They can always be seen in the gaps with little vegetation with a lot of visibility to observe danger coming. They can be seen in his characteristic pose: standing on one leg for long hours and in the great silence.&lt;br /&gt;I like the physical appearance of flamingos, it is a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtT9LhBTXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eh7GPR00HZ0/s1600-h/jj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267896499668340082" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 146px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtT9LhBTXI/AAAAAAAAAEk/eh7GPR00HZ0/s200/jj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n animal that caught my attention, and they are very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Now I won't explain any more exotic animals, because I can explain a lot of animals and I have spent a lot of time to write and you for read, and perhaps it's heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Now I give my opinion about the animals.&lt;br /&gt;Crocodile: It iss a dominant animal, I like to watch and act as a living but nothing more&lt;br /&gt;Hedgehog: It's a very nice animal; I would like to have a hedgehog. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtVN34aLPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vnKNW_X3Iys/s1600-h/elefante_Jambo_Bioparc_Valencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267897885967133938" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 147px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtVN34aLPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/vnKNW_X3Iys/s200/elefante_Jambo_Bioparc_Valencia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;El&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtUXj6aJ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9UldlppAgnA/s1600-h/img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267896952893876082" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 134px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtUXj6aJ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9UldlppAgnA/s200/img_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ephant: it’s an animal that I don’t like very much but I like to see their lives, like how they defend themselves, showering and protect their brood.&lt;br /&gt;The kangaroo is one of the animals that I like most; I would like to have a closer look and be able to observe them. One of the things that I wish would &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtVmMYquQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hdekCGHy9Ig/s1600-h/PRE-canguros.jpg_874778526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898303788005634" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 140px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtVmMYquQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hdekCGHy9Ig/s200/PRE-canguros.jpg_874778526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be to go to Australia to see the Kangaroos. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtV79wBNlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VqxRWl6p414/s1600-h/tortuga600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898677816538706" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 200px; height: 134px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtV79wBNlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/VqxRWl6p414/s200/tortuga600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles are very quiet animals, they depend on themselves, one of the things I like most is their breeding, when they lay eggs and baby turtles are born. A few years ago, I had two turtles but they died from the ld, because they were very small.&lt;br /&gt;The shark like the crocodile is a very &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWKVeD5nI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m8Cs9qPwIbc/s1600-h/tiburon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267898924701836914" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px; height: 166px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWKVeD5nI/AAAAAAAAAFc/m8Cs9qPwIbc/s200/tiburon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dominant animal, I love seeing movies about them and I would like to see them do diving, but I wouldn't like to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can see that one of the things that I like most are the animals, to see how they live and observe them. I could explain more animals, but for now it is enough. I would have a lot of animals if my parents let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        What about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267899179874462418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; height: 160px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWZMD9KtI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JQ5TUWVZ-HM/s200/phoenix2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6532071391231485252-5166489003981080473?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5166489003981080473/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5166489003981080473' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5166489003981080473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5166489003981080473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-im-going-to-speak-about-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRtWrvEdh0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ICJ0sNWWyQ/s72-c/Parrots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5301761254152454416</id><published>2008-11-07T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:37:35.256-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>ABOUT THE DREAMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRR7UmXSEoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hia4Q4mQBSY/s1600-h/10291011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265969458128753282" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 280px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRR7UmXSEoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hia4Q4mQBSY/s320/10291011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dreams are a series of scenes or images associated with different sensations and feelings that we remember when we wake up, but what exactly are they? No-one knows for sure. But there are a lot of scenarios and versions, now you can see some versions.&lt;br /&gt;-A dream is a manifestation of images, sounds, and sometimes showing common and uncommon relationships. It is a mirror that reflects some aspect of life or the unconscious&lt;br /&gt;-A dream is a door hidden in the most intimate secrets and spaces of the soul.&lt;br /&gt;-Dreams are memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often when you have dreams, in the morning you don't remember anything. the dreams have got three parts:&lt;br /&gt;The first is when you sleep deeply, when you don’t remember the dream, the second, the dream isn’t as deep and sometimes we agree and sometimes not, and the third it is almost time to get up at the stage is agreed one of everything.&lt;br /&gt;The brain deletes what it doesn't need and leaves the most important. However the dreams that you like or giving true impact will remain in your memory.&lt;br /&gt;What are the most important?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody dreams every day, sometimes more or less intensely, sometimes more or less related to the experiences of the day or the day nearby at the time. Many times we have obsessive dreams, as the typical dreams associated with the phobia. There are occasions where the dreams are so intense, and when we woke up with the feeling that we have dreamed, but not exactly remember the content of the dream, or what we have completely forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we dream? It’s an involuntary act that we all have. When we sleep, our brain isn’t idle. Many people says that it’s even more active than when we are awake. In the day to day, the brain absorbs everything that we perceive, it is processed and gives us only the useful information, because if we don’t come back we are crazy!. When we sleep, people are relaxed and begin to process. They are experiences that your mind created.They are a lot of people that study the dreams, and they are a lot of theories. All dreams have a real meaning in life, for example If you dream about love it reflects a state of love in a current relationship, it also represents happiness and satisfaction with life. In contrast, dreams with love often mean that you have lack of affection in real life. Dreaming of two people that fall in love, means that you will soon have much success. Another example is If you dream about death. If the dream is of the death of someone you love or a member of your family it brings bad luck or so they say, if the persons dies in your dream this can mean thatit is a way for you to fix your feelings. When I sleep and after waking up I rarely remember something, sometimes I remember something specific but not very often. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265969219324431794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRR7Gsv5TbI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jGE6b7GrPrg/s320/20060927160637_dream.jpg" border="0" /&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/6532071391231485252-5301761254152454416?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5301761254152454416/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5301761254152454416' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5301761254152454416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5301761254152454416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-dreams.html' title='ABOUT THE DREAMS'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SRR7UmXSEoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/hia4Q4mQBSY/s72-c/10291011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-4768283949707523003</id><published>2008-10-25T10:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:39:08.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>Fast food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQNRqpkaiFI/AAAAAAAAADE/EugZzzSddbM/s1600-h/01.01.junkfood"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261138582853814354" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 287px; height: 320px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQNRqpkaiFI/AAAAAAAAADE/EugZzzSddbM/s320/01.01.junkfood" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I’ll speak about fast food , I think that is a current topic.&lt;br /&gt;It is a style of nourishment where the food is already prepared and served to rapidly consume in specializing establishments for example: McDonald’s. McDonald’s is a chain of restaurants where you can eat fast food, some of the main plates are hamburgers, chips, sandwiches and recently, salads and fruits. The first McDonald’s was in California. In Spain it was in 1981. Fast food has created a lot of problems with health, because fast food contains many fats.&lt;br /&gt;You can eat everything but with moderation you can’t leave the daily diet. I think that is the most important, because if you eat fast food every day you can finish badly with your health. The name 'fast food' comes because it's garbage for only a few nutrients that it contributes to the body.&lt;br /&gt;This is totally true, but when you go to a place where you can buy fast food, you eat with the eyes or at least that is what I do… The first thing that you see of a food is its appearance, what does it look like? If the food looks good - you buy it, if the food doesn’t look good- you don’t buy it. Although it may be that the food doesn’t look better than the other and that all look bad has a better price and less calories. Not the best is always the most beautiful. You pay for the appearance. You don’t desire to cook? Don’t have time? One of the options that people choose is fast food. Cheaper than the other places and apparently good! I think that once, twice or three times is not important for the health because the other days you have a normal diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-4768283949707523003?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/4768283949707523003/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=4768283949707523003' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4768283949707523003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/4768283949707523003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/10/fast-food.html' title='Fast food'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQNRqpkaiFI/AAAAAAAAADE/EugZzzSddbM/s72-c/01.01.junkfood' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-2403430040728921582</id><published>2008-10-24T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:38:44.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>Italy 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQIP85NhJmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5ZOyPd0Rurg/s1600-h/1208540325_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260784853546247778" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQIP85NhJmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5ZOyPd0Rurg/s320/1208540325_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was fantastic trip. There were stories, lovers, new music etc…It was the best trip of my whole life with my friends! Jaja&lt;br /&gt;I bought a lot; clothes, pasta and more pasta.&lt;br /&gt;I met new people on the second day in the hotel I met with three boys and we spoke until four o’clock to night. And now we are friends. Also I made friends in the boat when we returned to Barcelona. I met a lot of people but I knew more David, Carlos and Jordi and now we are a lot of friends but only friends! They live in Pallejà and also in Sabadell. It was also very cold especially in Burano and Florence.&lt;br /&gt;We visited a lot of galleries and museums. I visited David de Miquel Àngel is spectacular and beautiful it’s fantastic, a perfect men! It’s my opinion but is one opinion of a teenager and I believe that the body is( OHH!) perfect. I didn’t and I don’t have adjectives.&lt;br /&gt;In Florence were elegant when we stayed in Burano, the people were nice, friendly many friendly with the “tourists” and the food was very good! And also the chocolate but during the days I didn’t eat chocolate because when I stayed in Siena I think I had a stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;The hotel’s food was always: Macaroni!! And now macaroni and I aren’t compatible but I like it a lot!&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have more ideas… When we stayed all day for example in Venice when finally the day we went by bus and everybody was happy with the bus because was the place that was hot! And you stayed in a seat and could sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a tower of Pisa, a t-shirt for my brother, magnets…. I now I don’t remember more presents but I brought many souvenirs and good moments and this trip was difficult to forget because it was fantastic, nice, friendly impressive and more! And also I knew friends for example in my class or other classes that friendly people and in this travel also I get to know people better.&lt;br /&gt;No more words to describe this trip only that Italy ’08 was perfect! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260785798589722770" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQIQz5xcMJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/q2tIOOcTI0g/s320/a,+lauraa+i+laauraa.jpg" border="0" /&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/6532071391231485252-2403430040728921582?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/2403430040728921582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=2403430040728921582' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/2403430040728921582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/2403430040728921582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/10/italy-08.html' title='Italy 08'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SQIP85NhJmI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5ZOyPd0Rurg/s72-c/1208540325_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-1194418248244486220</id><published>2008-10-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T01:38:20.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'll speak about the songs, songs that I liked a lot because&lt;br /&gt;these songs transmit a feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The songs are a refection of the moments of the life.The songs are&lt;br /&gt;not only words or phrses they are feelings that in some moments make that you&lt;br /&gt;remember situations, actions... Many of people put the emotions and feelings&lt;br /&gt;in the overdraf. I'm very sensitive and with a simple song or situations. I cry.&lt;br /&gt;"Remember" is a song that is capable among others of make well, sad&lt;br /&gt;and also this song can remind me of a person. But not all songs are to get depressed. There are some songs that a person happy and you can change the mood ans also laugh.&lt;br /&gt;One of the songs that makes me smile or make me happy is la Costa del Silencio by Mago de Oz. When I listen to the songs I always smile and how it makes me jump and don't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I leave a links where you can find a song also in my music list you can&lt;br /&gt;see and listen to many of that I liked them.&lt;br /&gt;Remember don't have a original video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vr5d0Otp8FU&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Costa del silencio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_j8VTha_2zg&amp;amp;hl=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen that some of you have a music list , enjoyed please, because it was&lt;br /&gt;difficult for me to find..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-1194418248244486220?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/1194418248244486220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=1194418248244486220' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/1194418248244486220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/1194418248244486220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-today-ill-speak-about-songs-songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6532071391231485252.post-5682962533119272752</id><published>2008-10-03T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T05:24:42.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st Term'/><title type='text'>First Email</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SOZwhWv7MQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wZQcqt-IbvM/s1600-h/1208153382_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253009733718847746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SOZwhWv7MQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wZQcqt-IbvM/s400/1208153382_f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;My name is Laura and I'm 15 years old, I live to Castelló d'Empúries and also go to the high school in Castelló. I live with my parents and my brother. In my free time I like relaxing and listening to music. I like speaking and staying with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm studying first of science batxillerat and in the future I would like to study something about health. I can say that it's a little dream and I hope to something about get there.&lt;br /&gt;About my hobbies.. I like to rollerblade but now I haven't practised for a long time. I don't know what I'll speak about in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;This is my first serious blog that I have begun. I still don't know many things but I am learing bit and bit and also Laura Carrera can help me!.&lt;br /&gt;At the moment it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6532071391231485252-5682962533119272752?l=lau783.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/feeds/5682962533119272752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6532071391231485252&amp;postID=5682962533119272752' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5682962533119272752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6532071391231485252/posts/default/5682962533119272752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lau783.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-my-name-is-laura-and-im-15-years-old.html' title='First Email'/><author><name>Lau!*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10378603455451833624</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SPDXRvqVBuI/AAAAAAAAACM/bw0HKrsv3Rg/S220/1208153382_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XJ2BifEklxI/SOZwhWv7MQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wZQcqt-IbvM/s72-c/1208153382_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
