<?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-5770364005334564411</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:59:21.682-07:00</updated><category term='my fourth publication*'/><category term='my sixth publication'/><category term='my third publication*'/><category term='my fifth publication*'/><category term='first term*'/><category term='second term'/><category term='third term.'/><category term='my second publication*'/><category term='project work'/><category term='my first publication*'/><category term='second term*'/><category term='song2'/><category term='third term'/><title type='text'>wait for me...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-8664904142984513785</id><published>2009-05-09T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T02:01:37.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term.'/><title type='text'>My dogs =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SgVFcirxqOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yitvq766WsY/s1600-h/nana+i+nana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333745690339289314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SgVFcirxqOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yitvq766WsY/s320/nana+i+nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Good morning =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I want to talk about my dogs. Since 1 month ago, my pet dog Nana, bear 5 little boxers and the first week they looked like rats, because they was really little and made a strange sounds and movements.&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2 weeks later, they looked more a boxer dog and now they are bigger than 2 weeks ago and very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of my dogs, but my parents say me every day that we can’t maintain 6 dogs, maximum 2, Nana and one more, and I understand this, but it’s sad because they give me a relaxed time, when I have a lot of exams like now, and I give their all of my affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, If anybody wants a boxer phone please!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P.D: In the picture, you can see my pet dog Nana and one of her little boxers, it’s is the only of her sons who apparent like her; the other dogs are tiger boxer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-8664904142984513785?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/8664904142984513785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=8664904142984513785' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/8664904142984513785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/8664904142984513785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dogs.html' title='My dogs =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SgVFcirxqOI/AAAAAAAAAYE/yitvq766WsY/s72-c/nana+i+nana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-4234822277947239065</id><published>2009-04-28T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T11:32:39.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fifth publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term'/><title type='text'>My birthday =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SfdLiMuVHHI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pkeeNYfcKFc/s1600-h/calen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329811734919453810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SfdLiMuVHHI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pkeeNYfcKFc/s320/calen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yesterday was a special day for me, because I turned (vaig complir) &lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt; years old, and now &lt;strong&gt;I’m legally of age&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m very moved for this situation, because since this moment I’m more free like one day ago, now I can enter in all of discotheques, I can sign my school absence, I can travel around the world without my parents’ permission, I can drive my car, I can life alone…Maybe it was a stupid thing to some people who are 18 years old and they can’t do this things because their parents are very strict or to people who they won’t growing up , but I know that I feel, and it’s this feeling, &lt;strong&gt;freedom&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now begins a new stage of my life, adultery, and sincerely, I’m a little bit scared because besides from this freedom, I also know that the things get complicated.But well, I’m only 18 and now is time to &lt;strong&gt;enjoy the life&lt;/strong&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-4234822277947239065?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/4234822277947239065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=4234822277947239065' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4234822277947239065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4234822277947239065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-birthday.html' title='My birthday =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SfdLiMuVHHI/AAAAAAAAAX8/pkeeNYfcKFc/s72-c/calen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-4084804275952058177</id><published>2009-04-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:30:50.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term'/><title type='text'>Special boy*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SetDe6fMrcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/g28Ehi2TVy4/s1600-h/03042009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326425182670990786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SetDe6fMrcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/g28Ehi2TVy4/s320/03042009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, today I would like to talk about an important and very special person for me. He’s my boyfriend Jordi and I like to explain some things about his character and our relation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;First of all, last term I were redacting a redaction about my perfect boy, so I don’t know if Jordi is he, but I know that he apparent this perfect boy with his good education, his tenderly (tendresa), his goodness and to be patient with me :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I met he in September and since the first day that I saw he I feel really delighted with he, as his figure as his character, for me he’s perfect. We had the contact quite a lot since the first day that we were introduce until 4 weeks ago when he asked me to have a seriously relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Now I’m feel so happy with he, and I hope to last (duri) long time this happiness :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-4084804275952058177?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/4084804275952058177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=4084804275952058177' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4084804275952058177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4084804275952058177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/04/special-boy.html' title='Special boy*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SetDe6fMrcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/g28Ehi2TVy4/s72-c/03042009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-431728917016099340</id><published>2009-04-13T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:11:17.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my third publication*'/><title type='text'>Bad diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SeMdrqvBfjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nAeDFAGpH5k/s1600-h/54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324131820525157938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SeMdrqvBfjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nAeDFAGpH5k/s320/54.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’d like to say something about food because is very important and a lot of young people fall in problems like weight excess, bulimia or anorexia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand there is American people who is typical to eat fast food, and for this, they are fad. And, on the other hand, there are people who don’t eat, the fault is the society because it says that when more thin is a girl, she is nicer, and for that, teenage girls want to be beautiful and for this reason they don’t eat.&lt;br /&gt;Also, in Spain, and other countries there are a lot of anorexic and bulimic problems, the girls don’t eat or they put their fingers to bring up, like this, she feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BULIMIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people think that only young females have bulimia, but It’s wrong. It is true that there are many more women than men: in fact, 9 out of 10 people with bulimia are women. But bulimia cans affect other kinds of people like: men, older women…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANOREXIA:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is the decreased sensation of appetite, the fault is a psychological problem or mental disorder. Anorexics see a fat person when they look in the mirror. This people don’t see the tremendous physical and emotional damage that they have got, so they continue to diet, and over-exercise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are many possible causes for a decreased appetite, which of them may be harmful for the person.&lt;br /&gt;- Some people use medicaments, antidepressants for example, to suppress appetite.&lt;br /&gt;- Also they drink a lot of water because like this, they aren’t hungry.&lt;br /&gt;- A lot of teenagers, when they arrive in home, say that they already eat in school, and later they don’t eat to lunch or dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- Etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-431728917016099340?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/431728917016099340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=431728917016099340' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/431728917016099340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/431728917016099340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-diet.html' title='Bad diet'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SeMdrqvBfjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/nAeDFAGpH5k/s72-c/54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-8066086450985177011</id><published>2009-04-11T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:32:33.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term'/><title type='text'>Types o dance</title><content type='html'>I did different types of dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jazz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the first and the relaxest dance that I practised. My ex jazz group used this music that you can listen for one dance, it’s a beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aerobic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My mum loves this, she has practised aerobic all of her life, and she teaches me very well. Also, when I was 6 years I did aerobic competitions and I won a cup, in Castelló d’Empúries pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hip-Hop:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I practise this with funky, is slower than funky, and the music is similar that rap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Step:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sometimes I practise step in Club Nautic because my mum was the teacher, and I love her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Esbart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the recently dance that I practise, but I left it since 6 months ago. I do this in Castelló d’Empúries with my friends. A lot of people things that we always do a typical catalan dance, but it is false, we can do this typical dance and also do a contemporary ballet, but in my opinion I like more rhythmical dance than esbart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Funky:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my favourite dance, I started at 6 or 7 years old. I did a funky competition in different towns with my funky group. Unluckily, my mum sends her gym and I must leave funky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funky&lt;/strong&gt; is a dance of American black people, in 1970 funky music was arise and after that, they made the dance. In 1996 this inside in Spain, it was very famous, also now is very well known. Funky has got any inconvenient, for example, backache and you can have very problems with your knees.&lt;br /&gt;But is funny practise this.&lt;br /&gt;In the other hand, there are&lt;strong&gt; funky tonight&lt;/strong&gt;, Koreans people practise this all of time, is very popular in their countries. Sometimes, my friends and I play with this machine; it’s very funny, but difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud to have been practise all this types of dance, but also I'm feel sad because now I don't have a lot of free time to practise all of this dance or one of them, but I hope one day I can do this in USA, above all with funky, because in United Estates there are the their origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want to put a funky video starring to two fama students. I hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lb5t4cSNDCU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lb5t4cSNDCU&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/5770364005334564411-8066086450985177011?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/8066086450985177011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=8066086450985177011' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/8066086450985177011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/8066086450985177011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/04/types-o-dance.html' title='Types o dance'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-5991005175917371071</id><published>2009-04-05T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:33:38.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='third term'/><title type='text'>My future career</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/Sdj5R46CSPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eLeYfoPBakE/s1600-h/273736417_10aa69699f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321277045467138290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/Sdj5R46CSPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eLeYfoPBakE/s320/273736417_10aa69699f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uooh! Now we start the last term of second Batxillerat and I’m a Little bit nervous and stressed, because is shorter than first and second term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today I don’t want to talk about this term but about my close (pròxim) future, that is to say my career in the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I’d like to explain which career I’m going to choose. Since 1 month ago I were confused with psychology and right (lawyer) but finally I came to the conclusion that is better to study right than psychology because you have more and better options with your professional future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that psychology concern (interesa) me, above all for the matter of my research project (the fears), but I also know since I were child I want to become a good lawyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, know I’m really self-confident with my decision. I want to study right career next to journalism career, that is to say double career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-5991005175917371071?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/5991005175917371071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=5991005175917371071' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5991005175917371071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5991005175917371071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-future-career.html' title='My future career'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/Sdj5R46CSPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eLeYfoPBakE/s72-c/273736417_10aa69699f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-7557908337608222543</id><published>2009-03-07T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T08:05:29.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song2'/><title type='text'>Song's translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Today I want to put a translation of a famous song, is one of the typical Rocky's song but I prefer an other version because it isn't popular and it's more calm. Also you can fin this version in the Golf adverstisement.&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the enter you can compare the songs!&lt;br /&gt;I wish you like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The eye of the Tiger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risin' up, back on the street&lt;br /&gt;took my time, took my chances&lt;br /&gt;went the distance&lt;br /&gt;now i'm back on my feet&lt;br /&gt;just a man and his will to survive.&lt;br /&gt;So many times, it happened too fast&lt;br /&gt;you trade your passion for glory&lt;br /&gt;don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past&lt;br /&gt;you must fight just to keep them alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's the eye of the tiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's the thrill of the fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;risin' up to the challenge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of our rival,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the last known survivor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stalks his prey in the night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and his fortune must always be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eye of the tiger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face to face, out in the heat&lt;br /&gt;hangin' tough, stayin' hungry&lt;br /&gt;they stack the odds still we take to the street&lt;br /&gt;for the kill with the skill to survive&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risin' up straight to the top&lt;br /&gt;had the guts, got the glory&lt;br /&gt;went the distance&lt;br /&gt;now i'm not gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;just a man and his will to survive&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eye of the tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TRANSLATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenir èxit, tornar a una vida de viure al carrer&lt;br /&gt;he suportat el fracàs, m’he arriscat,&lt;br /&gt;vaig fer el que s’havia de fer, ara he tornat a l’èxit.&lt;br /&gt;Només sóc un home amb un desig de sobreviure.&lt;br /&gt;Moltes vegades, ha passat molt rapit&lt;br /&gt;l’entrega de la teva passió per la gloria,&lt;br /&gt;no deixis d’aferrar els teus somnis del passat/&lt;br /&gt;no perdis el control en els somnis del teu passat.&lt;br /&gt;Tens que lluitar només per mantenir-los vius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;És l’ull del tigre,&lt;br /&gt;És la emoció de la lluita&lt;br /&gt;a l’altura del desafiament&lt;br /&gt;dels nostres rivals&lt;br /&gt;i l’últim supervivent conegut&lt;br /&gt;aguaita a la seva presa a la nit,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i la seva fortuna ha de ser sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;l’ull del tigre.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara a cara, fora d’allà on fa calor,&lt;br /&gt;ser fort davant la desgracia, mantenint la motivació,&lt;br /&gt;sempre hi ha un repte difícil, fins que es prenen mesures per superar-lo,&lt;br /&gt;així doncs, matem per sobreviure.&lt;br /&gt;(repetir1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenir èxit, directe al primer lloc,&lt;br /&gt;vaig tenir agalles o valor, vaig aconseguir la gloria,&lt;br /&gt;vaig fer el que s’havia de fer&lt;br /&gt;he suportat el fracàs, m’he arriscat, ara no puc parar.&lt;br /&gt;Només sóc un home amb un desig de sobreviure.&lt;br /&gt;(repetir 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L’ull del tigre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1a9jS01jz_w&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/1a9jS01jz_w&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky' version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cf45I1ZI__w&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cf45I1ZI__w&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/5770364005334564411-7557908337608222543?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/7557908337608222543/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=7557908337608222543' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7557908337608222543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7557908337608222543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/03/songs-translation.html' title='Song&apos;s translation'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-528093380957149638</id><published>2009-02-16T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:24:48.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>description*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SZnZc-IaMpI/AAAAAAAAAU8/apD9bQjAXI8/s1600-h/the+perfect+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303509127943303826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SZnZc-IaMpI/AAAAAAAAAU8/apD9bQjAXI8/s320/the+perfect+boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Since I was child I have searched the ideal or perfect man, who is pretty, attractive, good person, romantic, understanding and more adjectives, but particularly that is polite.&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion education is really important in this world, because if you aren’t a polite person you can’t go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that I haven’t found this perfect boy yet, and I don’t know if I will find him, but I know that I have met a special boy.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer not to say his name because is bit personal.&lt;br /&gt;So, first, I want to say that he’s a great friend of mine; I think that it’s very important that we’re good friends, because for this reason we have more confidence.&lt;br /&gt;He’s tall, thin and green-eyed and he’s got a sexy look. He’s got short brown hair and he’s quite good-looking.&lt;br /&gt;He is really extroverted, he’s never embarrassed and sometimes he ashames me, but I like it, because I laugh a lot. He’s always got a good mood and it’s contagious.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand he also is a reserved and quite mysterious person, because when you look at him, you don’t know what he thinks in this moment, he has got a peculiar face.&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I don’t like about him is that he thinks too much about everything, but I suppose that this way he doesn’t make so many mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-528093380957149638?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/528093380957149638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=528093380957149638' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/528093380957149638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/528093380957149638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/02/description.html' title='description*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SZnZc-IaMpI/AAAAAAAAAU8/apD9bQjAXI8/s72-c/the+perfect+boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-7088995527681452568</id><published>2009-02-03T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:43:18.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project work'/><title type='text'>Project work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SYhXfy6ftAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YnhlDxJIAl8/s1600-h/aracnof%C3%B2bia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298581165356069890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SYhXfy6ftAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YnhlDxJIAl8/s320/aracnof%C3%B2bia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;=) woah! I’m feel so happy because I finished my Project work (treball de recerca). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;After doing this project since summer more or less, it was a really break (descans) for my body to finished it, but now were coming the exams, and difficult exams, but it’s a good luck that this project is finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;My TDR consist about fears, phobias and anxiety, and the name of the project is &lt;em&gt;Fear psychology&lt;/em&gt;, in catalan &lt;em&gt;Psicologia de la por&lt;/em&gt;, in the project, one of my objectives was explained the difference of fear and phobia, because some people think that they are synonymous and they’re wrong. The fear is a rational feeling whereas (mentre que)phobia is a irrational an illogical fear. And anxiety is a characteristic of phobia and fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So... When I said at the beginnings “I’m feel so good and happy” it’s true, but I also feel nervous with my project oral presentation, because I’m a shy person and if I explain my project to only 3 persons it’s really tense, but well, I suppose that I ask to my friend if they want to go in my oral presentation, and like this I’ll feel more calm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-7088995527681452568?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/7088995527681452568/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=7088995527681452568' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7088995527681452568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7088995527681452568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/02/project-work.html' title='Project work'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SYhXfy6ftAI/AAAAAAAAAU0/YnhlDxJIAl8/s72-c/aracnof%C3%B2bia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-6857450869984522153</id><published>2009-01-07T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:56:37.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SWS0eoSonFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o0pjCpfNEo0/s1600-h/DSC00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288550300744457298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SWS0eoSonFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o0pjCpfNEo0/s320/DSC00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of our Christmas holidays and it’s sad because this 3 weeks has come past really fast, because I did a lot of things, for example “treball de recerca”, homework’s, help to my parents to making Christmas dinner or a “kings lunch” (dinar de reis), because this day we have a lot of task since the all of my family comes to my house and my mum felt very stressed. Also I must go to buy presents to my family and for these all reasons I didn’t have a lot of time to go back with my friends, only at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought that this Christmas would be worse, overcoat for “treball de recerca”, because I’ve heard that this year is the worse and also the Christmas is horrible, but I disagree with this.Well, I think that this year is really hard, but at the moment I’ve enjoy every free time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, also it’s true that second Batxillerat students don’t have a lot of free time, but I hope that the next year can be better than this and we will can enjoy with our new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-6857450869984522153?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/6857450869984522153/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=6857450869984522153' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/6857450869984522153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/6857450869984522153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-holidays.html' title='Bye Bye holidays...'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SWS0eoSonFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/o0pjCpfNEo0/s72-c/DSC00068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-4976288490252776252</id><published>2009-01-03T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T06:41:02.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my third publication*'/><title type='text'>Everything can go*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;So…Today I’ll talk about this little song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I heard about this song through a perfume advertisement in TV and I love it, but I only find this little version because I think that Nicholas Atchine only composed this song for the advertisement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I meet this song because this Christmas I watched a lot of perfume commercial in TV and my favorite is this overcoat for the song and the pretty boy who is the Kylie Minogue boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well, I’ll put the lyrics and the song, but I don’t know if 2 first sentences are correct because I didn’t find it anywhere and I do it.And the translation I’m not sure that it’s okay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Let the angels fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And the night turn into day… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Let the walls start shaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And the earth start quaking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;And let the thunder roar… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything can go if you don´t love me.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Translation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Deixar que els angels caiguin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;I la nit es transformi en dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Deixar que els murs comensin a agitar-se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;i la Terra comensi a tremolar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;i deixar que els trons bramin/rugint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Tot pot marxar si tu no m’estimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;Now, I let you listen this nice song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#339999;"&gt;See you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFgRjrN_9R0&amp;amp;hl=en&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/qFgRjrN_9R0&amp;hl=en&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/5770364005334564411-4976288490252776252?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/4976288490252776252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=4976288490252776252' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4976288490252776252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4976288490252776252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/01/everything-can-go.html' title='Everything can go*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-2312801765072904547</id><published>2009-01-02T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:13:57.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication*'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term'/><title type='text'>Happy New year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SV5K4GqXvBI/AAAAAAAAATw/QeQrgcMPdH4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286745340300999698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SV5K4GqXvBI/AAAAAAAAATw/QeQrgcMPdH4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Yesterday, was the first day of 2009 and I think that it’s a relax day, because anybody works and they normally sleep after the busy and funny night.I want to explain you my last night of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;In my opinion, can was a really exciting night, but didn’t it, only in the first moment in the night.At 9 o’clock I went to Merce’s house to doing a part of the dinner. Later, when we were smart we’re going to Laia’s house and there we celebrated the New year’s Eve.We laughed, we ate, we drank, we spoke, we sang…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So we’re doing a happy party :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;While I was in the bathroom my phone rang and I received bad news: one important person for me didn’t come in our party because he drank and he can’t take his car because was really dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Then I feel sad, because I don’t see this person every day, but I went to Sant Pere with my friends and I tried to feel happy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;So… I hope that this year will be better than 2008 although it was a really good year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Happy New year 2009 and Merry Christmas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-2312801765072904547?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/2312801765072904547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=2312801765072904547' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/2312801765072904547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/2312801765072904547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New year 2009'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SV5K4GqXvBI/AAAAAAAAATw/QeQrgcMPdH4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-2670405164237047411</id><published>2008-12-27T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:15:47.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='second term'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication*'/><title type='text'>Christmas  Day*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SVZimyGU-pI/AAAAAAAAATo/gTw8hSm_HsQ/s1600-h/arbol_de_navidad_1024x768-13243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284519631188720274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SVZimyGU-pI/AAAAAAAAATo/gTw8hSm_HsQ/s320/arbol_de_navidad_1024x768-13243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;Well, today I want to talk about my Christmas day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;First, I wake up early because my sister was really excited to open the presents that Santa Claus give us.I remember when I was little that I had the same hope like my sister, but since 2 years ago it’s different, I feel that my friends and I grown up and on the one hand I’m happy, because I’ll be independent, but on the other hand, I’m sad, because my typical life will change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;So, another day I’ll explain my feelings about this, but now, I continue to tell you my Christmas Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;After the presents, my family and I get ready for this day and immediately we went to my grandparents’ house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;In my grandparent’s house there were all of my father family, they’re 4 brothers and his own soon. For this reason, when we “caguem el tio” we need 1 or 2 hours and it’s a bit tired for our parents, but to my cousins and sister it’s a really funny moment in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;Finally, when we arrived at home, my sister and I save our presents and later we watched a film together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;It was another Christmas Day like every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-2670405164237047411?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/2670405164237047411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=2670405164237047411' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/2670405164237047411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/2670405164237047411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas  Day*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SVZimyGU-pI/AAAAAAAAATo/gTw8hSm_HsQ/s72-c/arbol_de_navidad_1024x768-13243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-6874272660467984333</id><published>2008-11-09T06:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:12:53.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sixth publication'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first term*'/><title type='text'>Last night*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SRbvnp-ToQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvN0ROR04DU/s1600-h/08112008(013).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266660278817497346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SRbvnp-ToQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvN0ROR04DU/s400/08112008(013).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today I talk about last night, it was really funny night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;At first I went to Neus’ house, because Rebeca and Mercè pick up there. As we waited our friends, we had a few free minutes and for this we took a lot of photos and this picture is one of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Later, at 12 o’clock approximately, we went to discotheque Fata and luckily we haven’t do the line because it was early and the people hadn’t arrived yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After a while, we came into Fata and started dance in the dance floor, but there wasn’t anybody, only a few girls who dance with us. Then, we were tired and went back to the bar to drink something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When we returned in the dance floor, people were multiply quickly. From that moment on we dance like we had never danced ago, for this reason last night become in specially and memorable night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Next week, we went in Millenium, and I’m sure that this next night will be more memorable than last night, because we will celebrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Neus’ birthday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-6874272660467984333?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/6874272660467984333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=6874272660467984333' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/6874272660467984333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/6874272660467984333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-night.html' title='Last night*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SRbvnp-ToQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/cvN0ROR04DU/s72-c/08112008(013).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-5769509021949382972</id><published>2008-10-31T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:23:13.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fifth publication*'/><title type='text'>Halloween Costums*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SQsGucV9H5I/AAAAAAAAANo/0eKY_bXdSUs/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263307984464584594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SQsGucV9H5I/AAAAAAAAANo/0eKY_bXdSUs/s400/halloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SQsFsjfQVYI/AAAAAAAAANg/JOxKfFgRnYI/s1600-h/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today is a special day. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because is Halloween :S , a Traditional night that children and young people celebrated since XIX century.&lt;br /&gt;This people decorated their houses and streets with a typical Halloween symbols, for example: witches, black cats, pumpkins, candles, masks, parties and pranks, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween appeared in the U.S. during the late 1800's.&lt;br /&gt;In 1848, millions of Irish emigrants poured into America as a result of the potato famine. With this sudden influx of people, the holiday of Druidism found its new home on alien shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Halloween symbols:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have been an essential part of Halloween celebrations ever since, they were cut with faces representing demons and was originally intended to frighten away evil spirits. It was said that if a demon or such were to encounter something as fiendish looking as themselves that they'd run away in terror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were considered to be reincarnated beings with the ability to divine the future, and also, the people believed that these creatures could communicate with the spirits of the dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;To &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;witches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Halloween is a festival of the dead, and represents the "end and the beginning of the witches year. At this time is considered the best time to contact spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to have a horrific Halloween :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-5769509021949382972?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/5769509021949382972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=5769509021949382972' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5769509021949382972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5769509021949382972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-costums.html' title='Halloween Costums*'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SQsGucV9H5I/AAAAAAAAANo/0eKY_bXdSUs/s72-c/halloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-7546737737010050934</id><published>2008-10-12T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:15:39.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my fourth publication*'/><title type='text'>Marseille =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SPHp7icKjBI/AAAAAAAAANA/StnHpyKpqS8/s1600-h/13062008008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256239449184570386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SPHp7icKjBI/AAAAAAAAANA/StnHpyKpqS8/s200/13062008008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;In this picture you can see this fabulous city near the sea.  This city is Marseille and I love it for different reasons. On the one hand, because I like this landscape, it’s very exciting see all the city from height. In this city there are mountain and sea, and it’s more or less like Barcelona, but there are more immigrants. Also it’s very big, there are two zones, normally like all cities, a good one and bad zone, someone told me the bad zone is very dangerous, especially at nigh, because there are a lot of drug addict and another bad things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;On the other hand, it’s special for me, because my special French friend lives there and he shown me the best landscapes, for this I have really effect with this city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;And, If you go in Marseille, I recommend you to go to shopping because there are a lot of fashion shops, go to beach, discotheques, restaurants, big stadium, etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;It’s very touristic city, similar than la Costa Brava.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;In my opinion, the only bad factor in this city is the cars, because all people feel stress and all Marseilles’ are impatiens when they stay in the bypass and highway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So… patience with this Marseilles =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-7546737737010050934?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/7546737737010050934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=7546737737010050934' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7546737737010050934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/7546737737010050934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/10/marseille.html' title='Marseille =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SPHp7icKjBI/AAAAAAAAANA/StnHpyKpqS8/s72-c/13062008008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-5982539388114279529</id><published>2008-10-03T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:07:33.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my third publication*'/><title type='text'>Guacamole recipe =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SOX30XrUHxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sJT6sdnKdGY/s1600-h/guacamole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252877019478499090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SOX30XrUHxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sJT6sdnKdGY/s320/guacamole.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today, I want to put a guacamole recipe because if you want, you can do this typical mexican dish.&lt;br /&gt;Guacamole, is originally from Mexico, I know this dish because my aunt is mexican, ans she tell me this famous recipe for mexicans. The name is derived from two Aztec Nahuatl words:               &lt;br /&gt; - ahuacatl (avocado)&lt;br /&gt; - molli (sauce)&lt;br /&gt;The trick to perfect guacamole is using good, ripe avocados. Check for ripeness avocado and pressing the outside. If there is no give, the avocado is not ripe yet and will not taste good. If there is a lot of give, the avocado may be past ripe and not good. In this case, taste test first before using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, the &lt;strong&gt;ingredients&lt;/strong&gt; are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2 ripe avocados&lt;br /&gt;½ red onion, minced (about 1/2 cup)&lt;br /&gt;1-2 serrano chiles, stems and seeds removed, minced&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cilantro leaves, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon of fresh lime or lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon coarse salt&lt;br /&gt;A dash of freshly grated black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/2 ripe tomato, seeds and pulp removed, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Method:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cut avocados in half. Remove seed. Scoop out avacado from the peel and put in a mixing bowl.&lt;br /&gt;2 Using a fork, mash the avocado. Add the chopped onion, cilantro, lime or lemon, salt and pepper (be careful) and mash some more.&lt;br /&gt;Keep the tomatoes separate until ready to serve.&lt;br /&gt;3 Cover with plastic wrap directly on the surface of the guacamole to prevent oxidation from the air reaching it. Then put into the firdge.&lt;br /&gt;4 Just before serving, add the chopped tomato to the guacamole and mix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, enjoy your meal =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-5982539388114279529?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/5982539388114279529/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=5982539388114279529' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5982539388114279529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/5982539388114279529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='Guacamole recipe =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SOX30XrUHxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sJT6sdnKdGY/s72-c/guacamole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-4272074185105057032</id><published>2008-09-27T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:08:12.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my second publication*'/><title type='text'>Palma de Mallorca Holidays :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SN4vMMVU5II/AAAAAAAAALw/zHFCC0GCheQ/s1600-h/07092008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250686102076187778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SN4vMMVU5II/AAAAAAAAALw/zHFCC0GCheQ/s320/07092008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today, I want to tell about my last holidays in Palma de Mallorca.At first, my family and I were going with our boat to surf in Costa Brava for three days, exactly in Cadaques, Port Lligat and Port de la Selva, but in the fourth day, we were feeling tired to stay in our boat, and in this moment my father was researching a ticket to go to Mallorca.One hour later, my dad was buying four tickets and before the night we stayed in Palma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;First day in Mallorca we were going round almost all the island. In the morning we were visiting to “Coves del Drac”, in the afternoon we were going to Inca, the fur coat city in Catalonia and at night we were dinning in a pizzeria.Second day was more relaxing because we were going to beach and finally, third day we visited a famous palace in Mallorca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It was a spontaneous travel, but really exciting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pd: the photo was the last day in Mallorca, when my mum drove her car to go to ferry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-4272074185105057032?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/4272074185105057032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=4272074185105057032' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4272074185105057032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/4272074185105057032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/09/palma-de-mallorca-holidays-p.html' title='Palma de Mallorca Holidays :P'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SN4vMMVU5II/AAAAAAAAALw/zHFCC0GCheQ/s72-c/07092008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5770364005334564411.post-649114657819215897</id><published>2008-09-25T13:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T13:05:24.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my first publication*'/><title type='text'>last weekend =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SNvu4R95ktI/AAAAAAAAALg/_im-R6RYkp4/s1600-h/n1114196381_30157443_198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250052441293558482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SNvu4R95ktI/AAAAAAAAALg/_im-R6RYkp4/s320/n1114196381_30157443_198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#999999;"&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;Well, to start this new blog I want to talk about last weekend =)&lt;br /&gt;In the morning I was doing my homework and my researching work (treball de recerca), after to lunch I was talking with Elisenda in the messenger and we stayed very tired to doing more homework, for this we decided to go near the beach and take photos.At first, I was feeling nervous, because we took photos in front of all people, and it was very embarrassed. But, later, we was feeling relax and we were doing 101 photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;In the evening we were going in my mum’s spa, inside the Club Nautic gym to take more photos because my mum need to her spa webpage. Finally, in the nigh, we didn’t have the motivation to go to disco, for personal problems, and for this reason we were going to dinner in the pizzeria and later going in my house to watch a film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;But!!! This next weekend we’ll be going to Hot Fata (disco), and I hope that we’ll have the motivation =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Bye*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5770364005334564411-649114657819215897?l=marina7777.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/feeds/649114657819215897/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5770364005334564411&amp;postID=649114657819215897' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/649114657819215897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5770364005334564411/posts/default/649114657819215897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marina7777.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-weekend.html' title='last weekend =)'/><author><name>Marina_7</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13647706558757032222</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pE--x6GwrdI/SNvu4R95ktI/AAAAAAAAALg/_im-R6RYkp4/s72-c/n1114196381_30157443_198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
