<?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-25426184</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:42:41.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drewsi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>drewsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01235749843317008736</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25426184.post-114534687847744824</id><published>2006-04-18T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:33:54.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>: ) ) :</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;im right here in front of the computer thinking about: what can i say tonight? i dont know, its hard for me to start, this situation is not to gratefull but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be the best day of my life, i was the happiest girl in the world for about 30 minutes; you asked me something that i didn't expect but it was the question that make me, and i say make me because it applies still now, super happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at home, the whole situation changed. something came to light, something very painful, something that... made me cry. you know exactly what happen, i don't have to say it, i don't even want to, 'cause this thing turned the day that was supposed to be the best, in almost the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thanks to you, i'm stand up again, i'm not happy but i'm ok, mmm... thinking well, i am happy, why? just look in a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurt, that's true, but i'm strong with you by my side, don't worry... i'll be ok, i am ok, so, you don't have to suffer anymore, i promise you to be the best person i could to make you the happier boy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for be right here right now, and sorry about this kind of start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pd. keep my heart safe&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/25426184-114534687847744824?l=jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/feeds/114534687847744824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25426184&amp;postID=114534687847744824&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114534687847744824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114534687847744824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=': ) ) :'/><author><name>drewsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01235749843317008736</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25426184.post-114457067176407361</id><published>2006-04-08T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T01:34:47.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;hi its me again, now i just want to share my day with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;por fin era viernes, y el niño de la sonrisa hermosa y yo habíamos planeado prácticamente toda la semana ese día para salir y pasar un rato juntos, pero las cosas no salieron exactamente como las planeamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;todo empezó por mi hermana, una fiesta, su mamá, mi mamá en fin... el inicio no fue como debía; lo esperé, me esperó, y por fin 1 hr después de lo acordado estábamos juntos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;emprendimos nuestro viaje, pero no contábamos con que &lt;em&gt;snowy &lt;/em&gt;no estaba en sus mejores condiciones, de poronto el hielo seco apareció, bueno, realmente no era hielo seco, sino humo que salía del cofre, y por obvias razones tuvimos que detenernos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;unos minutos bastron para darnos cuenta que nos enfrentábamos a una situción crítica, y de pronto... fuegos artificiales, sinceramente me tomaron por sorpresa (ok está bien no eran fuegos artificiales sino una explosión en el motor) y no hubo más nada que hacer que llamar al escuadrón de rescate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;mientras esperábamos, todo a nuestro al rededor seguía su curso como buscando que nosostros entráramos en esa misma dinámica, pero todo lo contrario. el mundo seguía girando y él y yo, estábamos inmersos en un planeta aleatorio, ese que muchos llaman amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;autos, peatones, patrullas, luz verde, luz roja, que se yo, todo estaba tan cerca de nostros pero a la vez tan lejos de nuestra atención que precía que nada existía en realidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;por fin el equipo de rescate apareció dando señales, era momento de seguir y así lo hicimos, pero el destino tenia previsto que antes de llegar conociéramos al presidente, a Horacio y a Homero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;el cumpleaños de un amigo, mi mejor amigo, aguardaba nuestra llegada, pero ni eso tenia importancia. ¿cómo me iba a importar si estaba en el momento preciso con la persona correcta? el príncipe de mis sueños estaba ahí y yo junto a él muda por el encanto de sus labios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;estoy segura ahora más que nunca que las cosas pasan por algo, y lo de ayer, fue simplemente para disfrutar de un tiempo solos, conocernos más y querernos como nunca antes habíamos podido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;al final mi mamá, su mamá, la fiesta, el coche, mi mejor amigo, y el mundo estaban complacidos pero es verdad las cosas no salieron como las planeamos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;SALIERON MUCHO MEJOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;tqm pretty smile boy, gracias por compartir esta gran aventura conmigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;since now and forever more &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25426184-114457067176407361?l=jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/feeds/114457067176407361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25426184&amp;postID=114457067176407361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114457067176407361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114457067176407361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-night.html' title='last night!'/><author><name>drewsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01235749843317008736</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-25426184.post-114421237627130399</id><published>2006-04-04T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:30:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know how to write beutifuly, not like pablo neruda, and much less like you, but i open my heart just to say that &lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt; pretty smile boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;i have no words to express my feelings, i just want to run for hug you and for kiss you. just tuch one more time your lips can bring me to life, and one of your pretty smiles can make me die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you're the best thing that ever happen to me, your the prince of my dreams, all i ever want materialized in a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;your smile, your details, your happines. the way you are, no more, is the answer for the question: Why do i love you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i have no more things to say at this moment, but i know that soon i will write more things about me and about us; the best of all is that i know that will be very good things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i love you pretty smile boy, more than yesterday, more than today, more than now, more than tomorrow, more than Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-drewsi-&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/25426184-114421237627130399?l=jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/feeds/114421237627130399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25426184&amp;postID=114421237627130399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114421237627130399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25426184/posts/default/114421237627130399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackpandy-drew.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-for-you.html' title='just for you!'/><author><name>drewsi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01235749843317008736</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
