<?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-5977618</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:24:09.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's such a good day</title><subtitle type='html'> Se dice que antes de nuestro nacimiento un ángel apoya un dedo sobre nuestros labios y dice:
"Calla, no digas lo que sabes". Por eso nacemos con una hendidura en el labio superior, sin recordar nada del sitio de donde venimos.

</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-114956990058906128</id><published>2006-06-05T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:58:20.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm</title><summary type='text'>solo se q me siento de la chingada =(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/114956990058906128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/114956990058906128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114956990058906128' title='mmmm'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-114428920717754407</id><published>2006-04-05T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:10:44.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tus 6 anyitos, mis 25 y tus 24</title><summary type='text'>Ya se, ya se, ya era hora de q escribiera algo, pero es q tenia ganas de escribir pero no sabia q, han pasado tantas cosas en lo q va del anyo, si todo este anyo, me gradue, choque, no encuentro trabajo, etc, etc, etcPero lo mas importante acaba de pasar, el cumpleanyos de mi bebito, el de mi novio y el mio :d...Asi es los tres acabamos de cumplir anyos en estoy ultimos dias...Empezando esta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/114428920717754407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/114428920717754407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114428920717754407' title='Tus 6 anyitos, mis 25 y tus 24'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-113368355199281676</id><published>2005-12-03T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T12:55:23.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEDICADO A TI</title><summary type='text'>Estoy pasando por algo muy bueno en mi vida, estoy apunto de graduarme y aparte te encontre a ti, espero q esto nunca se eche a perder por q enrealidad me estoy encarinyando mucho contigo, TE QUIERO de verdad, espero q todo funcione"I'll remember"...MADONNAMmmm, mmmmSay good-bye to not knowing whenThe truth in my whole life beganSay good-bye to not knowing how to cryYou taught me thatAnd I'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113368355199281676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113368355199281676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113368355199281676' title='DEDICADO A TI'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-113299494870690871</id><published>2005-11-26T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:49:09.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TE ODIO</title><summary type='text'>No sabes cuanto te odio, eres tan pedante como yo, tan dificil y boluble, no se como nos podemos soportar y pasarnola bien.Y para acabarla de joder tenias q nacer el mismo dia q yo, q demonios te pasa??, somos tan parecidos q ya se q es lo q te molesta, son demasiadas coincidencias. Pero sin embargo disfruto andar de vaga contigo y darte lata, pero sobre todo disfruto tener tu amistad y q </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113299494870690871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113299494870690871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113299494870690871' title='TE ODIO'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-113264652039777886</id><published>2005-11-21T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T00:02:00.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿Estás enamorado/a de Libra?</title><summary type='text'>    Si estás enamorado/a de una persona nacida bajo el signo de Libra, ofrécele toda tu atención y compañía. Este individuo verdaderamente quiere compartir su vida tanto como sea posible, y será un compañero amoroso y delicado si le das la oportunidad.   Por otra parte, podrás notar que él (o ella) se esfuerza para ser inclusivo, no sólo contigo, sino con sus amigos y conocidos también. Esta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113264652039777886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113264652039777886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113264652039777886' title='¿Estás enamorado/a de Libra?'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-113186540785217645</id><published>2005-11-12T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:16:58.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Q mas da</title><summary type='text'>Son muchas las palabras q me han dicho, pero estas son las q mas me han gustado:"si al final del dia puedes dormir tranquila, entonces ke no te importe lo ke piensen los demas hacerca de lo que haz hecho"Gracias Karinita por tus palabras, neta q eres una persona muy especial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113186540785217645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113186540785217645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113186540785217645' title='Q mas da'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-113134462448256335</id><published>2005-11-06T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:29:56.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BEAUTY OF GRAY</title><summary type='text'>Este mundo no es blanco y negro, solo tenemos q apreciar la belleza del GRISEsta cancion esta super "COOL", me gusta mucho y es de un grupo q me gusta escuchar bastante espero tenga la oportunidad de apreciarla :d"The Beauty Of Gray" LIVEIf I told you he was your brotherWe could reminisceThen you would go about your dayIf I said you ought to give him some of your waterYou'd shake your canteen and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113134462448256335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/113134462448256335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113134462448256335' title='THE BEAUTY OF GRAY'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-112149453046657349</id><published>2005-07-15T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:15:30.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ada </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/112149453046657349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/112149453046657349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112149453046657349' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-112149458900249016</id><published>2005-07-15T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:16:29.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A q vacaciones</title><summary type='text'>Solo reportandome, luego escribo algo :s, no he tenido mucho tiempo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/112149458900249016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/112149458900249016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112149458900249016' title='A q vacaciones'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-111900356846463804</id><published>2005-06-17T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T03:19:28.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unas cuantas palabras</title><summary type='text'>Te amo sin pedir nada a cambio,tu felicidad me hace sentir feliz,solo pienso el dia en q puedas estar a mi ladoese dia es imposible pero lo he de esperar.Solo espero el dia q puedas voltear a verme y q digas..."Hey es la persona q he estado esperando", pero creo qno cubro tus expectativas....Creo q ahorita estoy en muy mal estado como para seguir escribiendo esto...Solo quiero q sepas q sigo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111900356846463804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111900356846463804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111900356846463804' title='Unas cuantas palabras'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-111846859902565135</id><published>2005-06-10T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:47:21.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bienvenido</title><summary type='text'>biberon Bienvenido al mundo Daniel Humberto Bayliss González, a q inche nombrecito te pusieron tus papas, pero no importa, ya sabemos q estan un poco locos :s, te esperamos pronto en casa :d</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111846859902565135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111846859902565135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111846859902565135' title='Bienvenido'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-111846843961591721</id><published>2005-06-10T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T22:40:39.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>piecito </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111846843961591721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111846843961591721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111846843961591721' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-111621549307051435</id><published>2005-05-15T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T21:00:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una dedicacion especial</title><summary type='text'>Esta es la canción favorita de un buen amigo y decidi publicarla por q a mi tambien me gusta pero no creo q tanto como a el, pero la letra esta muy bonita."Ordinary World"                      (Duran Duran)Came in from a rainy ThursdayOn the avenueThought I heard you talking softlyI turned on the lights, the TVAnd the radioStill I can't escape the ghost of youWhat has happened to it all?Crazy, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111621549307051435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111621549307051435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111621549307051435' title='Una dedicacion especial'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-111526822972863995</id><published>2005-05-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:43:49.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Your Panty Personality?</title><summary type='text'>Vianey, you're a BikiniThat's right, cool girl, you always seem to have it going on. Whether you're at school, a party, the mall, or a friend's house, your style says that you're casual, hip, and oh-so-cool. That's why you're a down-to-earth bikini — you don't need to try hard to be the center of attention, you already are.From school and friends to fashion and parties, you've got a casual </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111526822972863995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/111526822972863995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111526822972863995' title='What&apos;s Your Panty Personality?'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-110949074733774630</id><published>2005-02-26T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T23:56:56.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una pregunta sencilla</title><summary type='text'>Estando sentada en mi cuarto sola, contando los dias para q me quiten el yeso y los clavos q me pusieron, se me vino a la mente una persona importante en mi vida a la cual solo puedo hacerle una pregunta...¿Estaras dispuesto a estar siempre ahi??Posiblemente nunca encuentre la respuesta...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110949074733774630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110949074733774630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110949074733774630' title='Una pregunta sencilla'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-110636728245175805</id><published>2005-01-21T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T20:14:42.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RePoRtAnDoMe</title><summary type='text'>Hola a todos se q no me he reportado en mucho tiempo, si casi dos meses, pero es q me han pasado de cosas y cuando quise escribirlas en vez de ponerle "publish" le puse "Edit", si estaba enfadada y acababa de pasar lo de mi accidente.Asi es me accidente me cai afuera de mi casa como la mayoria q estan cerca de mi ya saben, me quebre el pie derecho, me operaron y me pusieron una placa con 5 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110636728245175805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110636728245175805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110636728245175805' title='RePoRtAnDoMe'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-110193786076533055</id><published>2004-12-01T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:19:35.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Mundial de la lucha vs el VIH/SIDA</title><summary type='text'>sida“Mujeres, muchachas y el VIH/SIDA”Hoy es el dia mundial de la lucha vs VIH/SIDA, este año se conmemora a la mujer ya q las estadisticas marcan q el mayor numero de contagios en los ultimos años son de mujeres y niñas, actualmente el numero de infectados es de 39.4 millones, de los cuales casi 5 millones se infectaron en el ultimo año, a nivel Mundial.Un total de 95 mil personas entre </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110193786076533055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110193786076533055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110193786076533055' title='Dia Mundial de la lucha vs el VIH/SIDA'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-110187868265554533</id><published>2004-11-30T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T21:24:42.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diccionario básico para entender a las mujeres</title><summary type='text'>Palabras que usan las mujeres y su verdadero significadoBien Esta es una palabra que las mujeres usan para terminar una discusión en la cual ellas tienen razón y vos tenés que callarte. Nunca uses "Bien" para describir la forma en que una mujer se ve, esto será motivo de una de esas discusiones. Cinco minutosEsto significa media hora. Es equivalente a los cinco minutos que va a durar el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110187868265554533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110187868265554533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110187868265554533' title='Diccionario básico para entender a las mujeres'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-110128314826577051</id><published>2004-11-23T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T00:02:17.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>un amigo</title><summary type='text'>Master Of Assasins says:Te amo tal como eres, nunca cambies has hecho especial mi vida con tu memoria Gracias por ser mi amiga... (no contestes, ya se tu respuesta, tambien me amas igual)Master Of Assasins says:(amor en serio no sexual,... aclaro luego malinterpretan)NeNeY * What u waiting for?? * says:no estoy malinterpretandoNeNeY * What u waiting for?? * says:de hecho me impresiono leer</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110128314826577051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/110128314826577051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110128314826577051' title='un amigo'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-109962887189419594</id><published>2004-11-04T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T20:27:51.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pucca </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109962887189419594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109962887189419594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109962887189419594' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-109962875379804619</id><published>2004-11-04T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T20:25:53.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Las vueltas q da la vida</title><summary type='text'>Todo me cae derrepente, no tengo problemas en mi hogar, regresa a mi vida una persona a la cual extrañaba mucho y mi felicidad vuelve a la vez.Pero era demasiado bueno para ser verdad y regresan los problemas solo por una persona q no vale la pena ni nombrar.Pero calmandose las aguas todo vuelve a su cause, arreglados los problemas parece q a final del tunel aparece una luz.Esa persona </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109962875379804619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109962875379804619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109962875379804619' title='Las vueltas q da la vida'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-109536208678928112</id><published>2004-09-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T12:14:46.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anden </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109536208678928112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109536208678928112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109536208678928112' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-109532536350879045</id><published>2004-09-16T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T02:02:43.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penelope</title><summary type='text'>Penelope con su bolso de piel marrony sus zapatos de tacony su vestido de domingoPenelope se sienta en un banco del andeny espera a q llegue el primer trenmeneando el abanicoDicen en el pueblo q el caminante paro, su relojuna tarde de primaveraadios amor mio, no me llores, volvereantes q de los sauces caigan las hojaspiensa en mi, volvere por tiPobre infelizse paro su reloj </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109532536350879045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109532536350879045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109532536350879045' title='Penelope'/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-109532459991082109</id><published>2004-09-16T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T01:50:15.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Icecream Flavour is...Cookies 'n Cream!Smooth and creamy with a few rough bits mixed in, you are a real treat! You are probably very popular amongst your friends. Remember too much of a good thing is not always good! Don't lay it on too thick!What is your Icecream Flavour?Find out at Go Quiz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109532459991082109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/109532459991082109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109532459991082109' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108839689613885634</id><published>2004-06-27T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T21:28:16.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS WAY UPávianey has fragile contents which may break!Username:From Go-Quiz.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108839689613885634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108839689613885634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108839689613885634' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108769951695381193</id><published>2004-06-19T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T19:47:41.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rondando por ahi en el blog de una conocida, encontre esto:My japanese name is 石丸 Ishimaru (round stone) 久美子 Kumiko (eternal beautiful child).Take your real japanese name generator! today!Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator Generator.p&gt;My Japanese name is Akane  Konae.Take The Kawaii Japanese Name Generator by Shuichigami today!Created with Rum and Monkey's Name Generator Generator.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108769951695381193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108769951695381193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108769951695381193' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108130171528530361</id><published>2004-04-06T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T18:39:34.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Darling, it seems that you belong in Gone with theWind; the proper place for a romantic. Youbelong in a tumultous world of changes andopportunities, where your independence pavesthe road for your survival. It is trying beingboth a cynic and a dreamer, no? Which Classic Novel do You Belong In? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108130171528530361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108130171528530361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108130171528530361' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108086870861992080</id><published>2004-04-01T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T17:04:09.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LILLITHBueno en dias pasados varios amigos estaba platicando sobre una mujer extranya llamada Lilith, la cual en lo personal nunca habia escuchado nombrar, ellos decian q esta mujer fue la primer mujer hecha por Dios (antes de Eva) fue la primera pareja de Adan pero como ella se revelo ante el por q no le daba igualdad se convirtio en un demonio o algo asi, bueno como me intereso bastante el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086870861992080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086870861992080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086870861992080' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108086847909120637</id><published>2004-04-01T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:30:00.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>La Edad MediaLa imagen de Lilith cambió entrando la edad media en donde se le situó en el lugar de consorte de Yahveh quien al buscar una compañera recurrió a Lilith; como resultado de ello se despliegan tantas enfermedades, guerras, muertes y males que acechan al mundo y que cesarán en el momento en que Yahveh y Lilith dejen de pecar.Jorge Luis Borges en su Libro de los seres imaginarios </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086847909120637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086847909120637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086847909120637' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108086837043536493</id><published>2004-04-01T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:17:44.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lilith y la búsqueda de la igualdadNombrada de modo general como una deidad maligna, ubicada por algunos entre las vírgenes negras, llamada el demonio de la lujuria, rencorosa y astuta, Lilit aparece como uno de los ominosos signos de la desatada cólera de Yahvé, según imagen del profeta Isaías (34; 14) y asimismo como una esposa primera de Adán, de Satanás o de Samael, el maligno ángel de Marte</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086837043536493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086837043536493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086837043536493' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108086826796153506</id><published>2004-04-01T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:14:47.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Los hijos de Lilith se llaman lilim. Existen otras descendencias de Lilit llamados shedim los cuales se encargaban de atrapar el alma de su padre -de quien obtuvo el semen desperdiciado Lilith- en su propia tumba. Para prevenir esto, la tradición judía marca que un rabino debe dar 7 vueltas alrededor de la tumba para que el cadáver no sea poseído por un shedim.El trato de Lilith con los ángeles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086826796153506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086826796153506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086826796153506' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-108086817934673159</id><published>2004-04-01T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T17:13:18.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Queda por resolver una duda: ¿Con qué mujer pudo tener descendencia Caín si estaba expulsado de Edén? Según Graves y Patai había una primera Eva que al ser creada frente Adán le generó asco y tuvo que ser escondida, esa podría ser quizás una respuesta, la otra opción que queda es Lilith, lo cual no parece tan disparatado puesto que ambos fueron expulsados de Edén escapando así a la muerte pero no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086817934673159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/108086817934673159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108086817934673159' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107915718340047398</id><published>2004-03-12T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T21:56:14.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gold! You have golden eyes. You tend to be quitedistant, and may come off as depressed. Intruth, you are, but once people get to knowyou, a smile or a laugh breaks through youremotion barrier every now and then! What Color Are Your Anime Eyes? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915718340047398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915718340047398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107915718340047398' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107915598216925085</id><published>2004-03-12T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T21:36:13.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You'd bite their neck and drain their blood! Why?Because you're a vampire like me! Whats that?You're not a vampire? Well here's your chance. How would you Murder? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915598216925085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915598216925085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107915598216925085' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107915591490538194</id><published>2004-03-12T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T21:35:06.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Form 2, Angel: The Pure."And The Angel rose as holy protector forall that was created.  She fought with honorand valor to serve the good of the world.  Butthe coming of the mankind was her downfall; andend to purity."Some examples of the Angel Form are Michael(Christian) and Hercules (Greek).The Angel is associated with the concept of virtue,the number 2, and the element of wind.Her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915591490538194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107915591490538194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107915591490538194' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107898336488509168</id><published>2004-03-10T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T21:39:13.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aqui dando senyales de humo, se nota q tenia muy abandonado el blog pero es q no tenia nada interesante q escribir, aparte no le habia podido dar tiempo con eso de q queria cambiarle el aspecto a esto y todo el rollo, de hecho me faltan unos detalles pero espero esta semana terminar bien y poder poner unos buenos post </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107898336488509168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107898336488509168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107898336488509168' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107518073142963276</id><published>2004-01-26T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T21:26:51.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hola a todos, se q tenia algo desatendido mi blog pero la verdad aqui esta algo interesante q hice hoy ya q no tenia nada mas q hacer, mas q estar jugando en internet y me encotre esta pagina para sacar el IQ (coeficiente intelectual) http://web.tickle.com/tests/uiq/ Mi resultado fue de 124 puntos y esto es lo q escribieron sobre miWe can tell your Intellectual Type is an Inventive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107518073142963276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107518073142963276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107518073142963276' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-107173098726908828</id><published>2003-12-17T22:43:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T13:32:31.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bueno despues de tanto tiempo de tener abandonado mi blog me di a la tarea de escribir algo, eso solo salio por simple inspiracion el dia de hoy, ya que he estado muy atareada con los finales de la escuela pero lo bueno es que ahi la llevo despues de tanto tiempo que deje de estudiar digamos que voy a salir viva este semestre.Bueno a lo que iva, el otro dia platicando con un amigo sobre el </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107173098726908828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/107173098726908828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107173098726908828' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106843794739748077</id><published>2003-11-09T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T20:31:10.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>            CHISTE HOTEL PARA MUJERES INSATISFECHAS  Un grupo de mujeres jóvenes está de vacaciones y de pronto encuentran un hotel de cinco pisos, con un cartel que dice: "exclusivamente para mujeres".  Como están sin sus parejas deciden entrar para ver si vale la pena alojarse allí.  El recepcionista, un hombre muy atractivo, les explica como es el hotel... "Tenemos cinco pisos... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106843794739748077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106843794739748077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843794739748077' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106809826478620438</id><published>2003-11-05T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T22:16:57.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, hola acabo de hacer un test en una pagina que encontre en un blog de un amigo y este es mi resultadoAl final de cuentas soy libre       what's your cowboy bebop theme song?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106809826478620438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106809826478620438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106809826478620438' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106801495152566205</id><published>2003-11-04T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T22:59:05.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esto es algo que me escribio un amigo y la verdad me gusto muchisimo, de hecho creo que lo hizo para reparar el haberme quedado mal el dia de hoy, pero en fin, el chiste es que me gusto.   Cuando conservo la amistad de una mujer hermosa y esplendorosa solo llegan a mi mente palabras caidas del cielopara adornar tu hermosa alma que solo brilla y asombra los ojos del ser humano, impresionando y </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106801495152566205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106801495152566205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106801495152566205' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106739789486138544</id><published>2003-10-28T19:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T19:33:59.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>El ángel de los niñosCuenta una antigua leyenda que un niño que estaba por nacer, le dijo a Dios: - Me dicen que me vas a enviar mañana a la tierra pero ¡Cómo vivirá alguien tan pequeño e indefenso como yo! - Entre muchos ángeles escogerás uno para ti que te estará esperando: él te cuidará. - Pero aquí en el cielo no hago más que cantar y sonreír. ¡Eso me basta para ser feliz! - Tu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739789486138544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739789486138544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106739789486138544' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106739605907122444</id><published>2003-10-28T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T19:01:10.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>envidosa, noegoista, siorgullosa, bastante, quien en este mundo no defiende su orgullo con todosarcastica, tambienmata cura, un poco, jajajaamigable, sipaciente, depende de mi humor</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739605907122444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739605907122444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106739605907122444' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106739104213459369</id><published>2003-10-28T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T17:30:43.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"...sabremos que la felicidad solo viene a traves del amor y este reside en cada una de las esencias que esa realidad mencionada deposita en nosotros"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739104213459369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106739104213459369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106739104213459369' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106714478743766780</id><published>2003-10-25T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T22:06:28.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hola a todos aÃ±adi este pequeÃ±o verso, pues me lo encontre buscando algunas cosas sobre angeles, ya que a mi me gustan mucho y me gusta aprender cada vez mas de ellos, pero este parrafo se me hizo interesante y bueno para ponerlo aqui.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106714478743766780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106714478743766780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106714478743766780' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106714163964310171</id><published>2003-10-25T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T21:14:42.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquel que no tiene un espi­ritu sereno halla que los misterios dan vueltas en su cabeza (...) Que la ligereza de vuestra lengua no os haga pecar , pues la suerte del mundo depende de los misterios secretos. Y adema¡s debemos guardarnos de no salir del camino de la verdad, ni siquiera el ancho de un pelo.  Autor: Extraido de EL ZOHAR (Revelaciones del 'Libro del Esplendor') </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106714163964310171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106714163964310171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106714163964310171' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-106685512051520192</id><published>2003-10-22T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T23:57:06.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pueden visitar cuando quieran la comunidad de los trakalas al linkwww.trakalas.tk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106685512051520192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/106685512051520192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106685512051520192' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5977618.post-1066853860961074</id><published>2003-10-22T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T13:17:40.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hola a todos bienvenidos a mi pagina, proximamente podran ver los videos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/1066853860961074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5977618/posts/default/1066853860961074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#1066853860961074' title=''/><author><name>Vianey Gonzalez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17943252550337980115</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
