<?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-1845017127561936752</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:56:07.663+02:00</updated><category term='music*'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='SeasOnS*'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>I don't care, live or dream*</title><subtitle type='html'>fly on the sky, baby fly*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-1010457276045723821</id><published>2008-06-06T17:51:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:05:47.949+02:00</updated><title type='text'>End of cOurSe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HelloOo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The end of course is near and summer too =) but is doesn’t seem, because the weather isn’t wormer, lots of days has to rained, has been cloudy…and now it is windy :( I hope that it changes soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SElgJjSFINI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u1TiZrdTi8Y/s1600-h/ist2_4492599_end_key.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208800161236852946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="235" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SElgJjSFINI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u1TiZrdTi8Y/s320/ist2_4492599_end_key.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, Today is Friday 7 of June and I only have to do one more examination to pass the course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I already will have ended first of batxillerat like all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This school year, of my point of view, has happened faster than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I have spent very good times with my class and more friends who are in another.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was frightened to start the course because some people told us that batxillerat was difficult and we should to work very hard (it’s truuuuuuuuue xD); there were new subjects and all the teachers were new too… But one month later, I already was calmer. However, we had to begun to work and study very early because the exams started and the nervous too, so it’s true that batxillerat is hard and you must study a lot. In conclusion, if you begin to work and study since the first days your marks will be well.&lt;br /&gt;In general, I’m happy with my notes because I thought that they will be worst, and NO… :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both classes wanted to go to trip somewhere like last year (Italy), but finally we haven’t gone anywhere at the end of the course… Maybe, we will decide to go some days around here, but we still don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the exams are finishing, the classes are finishing, the course is finishing and also writing in the English blog is finishing… We are going to start to write here again next school year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that the summer will be funny and we can enjoy it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yoOou**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-1010457276045723821?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/1010457276045723821/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=1010457276045723821' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1010457276045723821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1010457276045723821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-course.html' title='End of cOurSe'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SElgJjSFINI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u1TiZrdTi8Y/s72-c/ist2_4492599_end_key.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-211200386573512529</id><published>2008-05-28T20:19:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:13:37.945+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, I’ve decided to talk about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the seasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of the year (I haven’t got more ideas to talk about...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There are four seasons in the year, two of them are hotter than tow other and each one ocupes three months, approximately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205523613223824882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD28JWwdLfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XRc8KC39oK8/s320/_four_seasons.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the weather’s cold and wet because it rains a lot and it sometimes snows. [The people who don’t live in areas where it doesn’t snow seems to think that snowing it’s funny, but the people who see the snow everyday seems to thing that it’s boring. I am one of the persons who think that see to snow is funny and I would like live in a town of the mountain like Puigcerdà.] The sun doesn’t shine very much in winter and it’s often cloudy.&lt;br /&gt;The weather begins to change in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s when the weather is more wormer because it’s sunnier. However, sometimes it’s wet because it rains often but it’s good for the nature. Also, it’s the time that the flowers grow up and it’s nice see lots types of colours in the countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD26vWwdLeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iIs_w-uYUyw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205522067035598306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="185" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD26vWwdLeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iIs_w-uYUyw/s320/untitled.bmp" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, it arrives the hottest season, the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s hotter than spring and the sun usually shines every day. In this weather doesn’t usually rain, so it’s drier. We can enjoy this weather going to the beach (swim in the see or sunbathing), to the swimming pool, to parties, practice some sport out side, visit new places; travel with the family or with some friends…&lt;br /&gt;But, three months later (approximately), we’re in a sad season again, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;autumn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. In my opinion, it’s the worst weather because, apart that we have to start the classes again, the days are cool and wet, the sky is often grey and cloudy and it’s often windy, too. I don’t like it; I think it’s boring and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Each season has got her special thing, but the summer is my favourite and now we are near it =) I hope that this summer will be funny, hotter and lOooong!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See you tomorrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-211200386573512529?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/211200386573512529/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=211200386573512529' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/211200386573512529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/211200386573512529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/05/chages-of-weather.html' title='The seasons'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD28JWwdLfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/XRc8KC39oK8/s72-c/_four_seasons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-7268571137234310563</id><published>2008-05-28T19:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:18:35.329+02:00</updated><title type='text'>17*  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ELLO everybody!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last Monday (26 of May) has been my birthday and now I am 17 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m not the only person who has his birthday on this week; because I know seven persons more that are 17, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD2fkWwdLdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3i2exxgeGcY/s1600-h/disset_petit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205492191243087314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD2fkWwdLdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3i2exxgeGcY/s320/disset_petit.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm Gemini (22 of May to 21 of June) but I don’t agree with the characteristics of this horoscope because they don’t identify me.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I celebrated my 17th birthday with my parents and my sister with a good dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know if everywhere the people do the follow thing when it’s his birthday, but here, it’s traditional to wish one wish when you are blowing out the candles on the cake. I did that but I don’t know if it will come true xD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After that, my family gave me some presents, and one of them it was a computer for my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I am going to celebrate my birthday with my friends and we’re going to spent a good time like always ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;: Happy birthday to all people that one day of this week is his birthday!!! (k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And thanks to all people who congratulates me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no more to say and I haven't got any time to tell you something either because I have to do homework and study…&lt;br /&gt;The tow lasts weeks of this term are very stressful because ther are full of work and exams. I wish everybody pass them!!&lt;br /&gt;LUCK =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-7268571137234310563?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/7268571137234310563/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=7268571137234310563' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7268571137234310563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7268571137234310563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/05/17.html' title='17*  =)'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD2fkWwdLdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/3i2exxgeGcY/s72-c/disset_petit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-8089806727665642800</id><published>2008-05-24T18:53:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T19:26:25.759+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How aRe yOuuu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope very well ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I’m going to tell you something about me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I like cooking, specifically to make the desserts but I don’t know so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If some day I have to prepare the lunch or the dinner to my family, I use to cook easy dishes like Italian pasta (macaroni, spaghettis …) or rice with a little bit of tuna, tomatoes, corn, egg, cheese, some olives etc., vegetables boiled, cheeps, salads, meat or fish and more, but not complicated dishes. [Now, it’s coming the season (summer) I have to cook the lunch very often, because my parents work and they can’t make it; so, my sister and I have to help to do the housework.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SDhPjmwdLbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oZbP4d3SUc8/s1600-h/AAAb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203996842544410034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="161" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SDhPjmwdLbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oZbP4d3SUc8/s320/AAAb.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although, as I have told before, for me it’s better to make the desserts because I think it’s funnier. When I was a child, I already liked helping my grandmother to make some cakes and now, I make these and other cakes alone; I only need the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;The dessert I make often is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which is much known in England and more places of the world. The essential ingredients of this dessert is the chocolate and the walnut… it’s very good :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I leave &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brownie’s recipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; if someone can make it or if he/she doesn’t know it, Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- 80g of fondant chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- 125g of butter&lt;br /&gt;- 2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;- 150g of sugar&lt;br /&gt;- 60g of flour&lt;br /&gt;- 100g of walnuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Preparation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To melt the chocolate with the butter (to the bain-marie). Take off the recipient from the fire and to stop to cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To beat the eggs with the sugar until they are creamy and to add the molten chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; To incorporate, little by little, the flour and the minced rudely walnuts, and to mix well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It to lead in a rectangular tin (motlle) smeared with butter. To introduce it in the oven (200ºC), and to cook it during 20-25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And to taste it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that somebody try to cook this dessert ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Enjoy it ;)&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/1845017127561936752-8089806727665642800?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/8089806727665642800/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=8089806727665642800' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8089806727665642800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8089806727665642800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/05/cooking.html' title='Cooking'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SDhPjmwdLbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/oZbP4d3SUc8/s72-c/AAAb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-3847101466461551638</id><published>2008-05-08T22:00:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:16:07.302+02:00</updated><title type='text'>London :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hi!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The last four public holidays (30th April and 1st, 2nd, 3rd May), I went on a trip with my family and six people more to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, in England.&lt;br /&gt;We took off with the plane at 6 pm from Girona, but in general in every airport we have to be there tow ours before take off. So we had to gotten up very early (concretely at three in the morning) to arrive there on time.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived to our destination, it was one hour earlier than Spain; it was the first thing that I learned in England. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SCNdMdIZpWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENOok7X-kWU/s1600-h/LAL-024~Londres-Posteres.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198100863475361122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" height="259" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SCNdMdIZpWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENOok7X-kWU/s320/LAL-024~Londres-Posteres.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent 4 days in a hotel called &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derby Hotel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, but it wasn’t situating in a central part of London, so every day we had to token the &lt;strong&gt;underground&lt;/strong&gt; ticket to visit the different parts of the city. In the underground the people went very quickly and stressed; if we hadn’t moved when we were between these people, it’s probably that some of them would have pushed or taken us.&lt;br /&gt;The first time that we had to take the ticket and choose the underground we want, we were a little lost because here, in the town, we aren’t used to take the underground. But in the end, we were experts on the subject xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We covered and visited a lot of places of the city, like: the famous &lt;strong&gt;Big Ben&lt;/strong&gt;, the National Gallery, the Convent Garden, the &lt;strong&gt;British Museum&lt;/strong&gt;, Tate Modem, Picadilly Circus, Trafalgar Square, Houses of Parliament, &lt;strong&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Harrod’s,&lt;/strong&gt; St. Jame’s Park, &lt;strong&gt;London Eye&lt;/strong&gt;, Notting Hill… But every evening we were very tired because we had been walking all the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I learned some new things; I knew the England system worked different, but I hadn’t lived in it before and I was surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I tell you some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It’s one country of UE, which doesn’t have the euros. It has the pound, one coin more expensive than the euros.&lt;br /&gt;- The people drive to the left side of the road or the street; also to go up the stairs they go to the left side. A curious thing about that, when the people are on the mechanics stairs, who aren’t in a hurry wait also, on the left side and leave the right side free for the people who are in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;- There are a lot of little shops to buy some food or drink to take away, like: coffee, hot chocolate, muffins, cookies, hot dogs, burgers, and more.&lt;br /&gt;- There, there is an hour less, for example: if here it’s nine o’clock, in England it’s eight o’clock.&lt;br /&gt;- The bad weather, it rained every day when we were in London.&lt;br /&gt;- There are lots of typical taxis and buses which I hadn’t seen before.&lt;br /&gt;- And more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London is a really big and nice city with a lot of things to see and visit, maybe it’s a few expensive, but if you don’t go to London many times, it’s OK ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205524802929765890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD29OmwdLgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/yhR745Jj8qM/s320/londres.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope to go in England again and more times =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-3847101466461551638?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/3847101466461551638/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=3847101466461551638' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3847101466461551638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3847101466461551638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-four-public-holidays-30th-april.html' title='London :)'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SCNdMdIZpWI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ENOok7X-kWU/s72-c/LAL-024~Londres-Posteres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-259227076364484439</id><published>2008-04-29T19:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T19:57:51.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reader book</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HelLo =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This third term, in English class we have had to do an oral test about one reader book (it has been chosen by students).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SBdgRFiEV6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/RAoJI6puMFY/s1600-h/kisssssssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194726541854267298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SBdgRFiEV6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/RAoJI6puMFY/s320/kisssssssssss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I chose the book called “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A kiss Before Dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”, and I tell you something about it.&lt;br /&gt;At first, with the title, the book seems to be a romantic novel, but really it isn’t.&lt;br /&gt;It has three parts: the first is called DOROTHY, the second ELLEN and the last, MARION. (These three girls are sisters in the novel)&lt;br /&gt;It has 86 pages and it is fairly easy to read, well, there are some parts more difficult than others but in general it’s easy and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The novel starts with two young students called Dorothy and Bud Corliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They were a couple who had a problem: &lt;strong&gt;She was pregnant&lt;/strong&gt; and when she told to Bud her pregnancy, he tried that she had an abortion but nothing worked.&lt;br /&gt;Late, she wanted to marry Bud Corliss and to be a family with the baby, but her boyfriend didn’t want to have a baby at that moment; he only wanted to marry Dorothy because she was a reach person. So &lt;strong&gt;he decided to kill her&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Dorothy died, her sister called Ellen was very sad but suddenly, she met with a boy very kind. A few days later, they were going out.&lt;br /&gt;After one year of Dorothy’s death, &lt;strong&gt;Ellen started to investigate&lt;/strong&gt; how had died her sister because she didn’t believe that it had been a suicide like police said; she believed that her sister had been murdered.&lt;br /&gt;When she was investigating, Ellen met two boys who tried to help her. But, one day which Ellen and one of these boys were near the truth, one boy appeared in the dark and &lt;strong&gt;he shot them with his gun&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This murder was Bud Corliss, the same person who murdered Dorothy and the actual Ellen’s boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bud Corliss wanted to get a reach girl of this family and he decided to find the older sister of Dorothy and Ellen. She was Marion.&lt;br /&gt;When this girl and the bad boy had pans to marry, Gordon, the boy alive who also helped Ellen to find the truth, told to Marion’s father who was the real Bud Corliss. Then, Bud Corliss confessed the entire bad thing he had done in his live. Finally, &lt;strong&gt;he died&lt;/strong&gt; a few seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can know why the names of these three sisters are the title of each novel’s part &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kiss*&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/1845017127561936752-259227076364484439?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/259227076364484439/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=259227076364484439' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/259227076364484439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/259227076364484439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/04/reader-book.html' title='Reader book'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SBdgRFiEV6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/RAoJI6puMFY/s72-c/kisssssssssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-2857405803267302292</id><published>2008-04-23T19:26:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:17:59.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint George's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today it’s 23 of April, also called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saint George’s Day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It represents the same act of Saint Valentine’s Day known in Spain as the lovers’ day, but in Catalonia it takes place in Saint George’s Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SA9yZ1iEV5I/AAAAAAAAAI0/pEoNTNyu8kk/s1600-h/santjorid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD29zGwdLhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9AZl1jzoT7Y/s1600-h/jj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205525429994991122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="185" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD29zGwdLhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9AZl1jzoT7Y/s320/jj.jpg" width="280" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here, we celebrate this popular date every year very happy.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a special day for the lovers and it’s traditional to give a concrete detail to our love: the boys, men, fathers, husbands… of any age give one or more roses to his beloved; and the same about the girls, women, mothers, wives… but they give one book to read.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are the Saint George’s symbols which show the love between lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our High School, every year in this Day we do some activities: some students of our High drew pictures which represent Saint George’s Day, then they are put on the principal corridor’s wall to decorate and because everybody can see them; the volunteers students can present their redactions, poems, stories… all write by them. Later all these works have three winners who get a price.&lt;br /&gt;The other activity that we do it’s a workshop: there is a list with some work-shop which each student chooses one of them and he does its. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’ve done “Sweet kitchen” with some friends and two teachers who help us; they give us the recipe of two desserts and the ingredients of them and then we have cooked =)&lt;br /&gt;It’s a very good idea to do these activities but we only have had two hours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saint George’s Day!!!*&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/1845017127561936752-2857405803267302292?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/2857405803267302292/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=2857405803267302292' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/2857405803267302292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/2857405803267302292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/04/saint-georges-day.html' title='Saint George&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/SD29zGwdLhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9AZl1jzoT7Y/s72-c/jj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-4162500248680434001</id><published>2008-04-11T20:26:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:40:17.503+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today, Friday 11 of April it is my sister’s birthday and I want to take advantage to talk about her.&lt;br /&gt;She is thirteen years old and her name is Eva. We are four years different but it doesn’t seem because she is very tall for her age (even she is taller than me…). Now, the best thing is we can swap our clothes because we’ve the same size :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_-u5AcQ7gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fW-VsuLPuB0/s1600-h/aries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188057590148427266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_-u5AcQ7gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fW-VsuLPuB0/s320/aries.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is an Aries and she has got some characteristics of this horoscope:&lt;br /&gt;She likes the sport and she hates to fail; she is adventurous, very energetic and sometimes restless; she is a clever and enthusiastic girl; she likes to give advices but not receive; she has got a temper and she is also stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;In short, the horoscope defines quite a lot of well my sister’s personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister, Eva, has got this name…“for me”, because when my sister had been born my parents don’t know any name for her and I proposed “Eva”, and finally like this it was.&lt;br /&gt;This name is from Hebrew and it means “to give the life” (in English this name is Eve).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I only have to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_-v1wcQ7hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xgayLCHXWUY/s1600-h/hh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188058633825480210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="145" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_-v1wcQ7hI/AAAAAAAAAIk/xgayLCHXWUY/s320/hh.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope these thirteen will give you good luck ;)&lt;br /&gt;I know that this number 13 has got a superstition; people say it is the number of the bad luck but you don’t worried about that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kissss*&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/1845017127561936752-4162500248680434001?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/4162500248680434001/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=4162500248680434001' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/4162500248680434001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/4162500248680434001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/04/evas-birthday.html' title='Eva&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_-u5AcQ7gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/fW-VsuLPuB0/s72-c/aries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-8348699700138331840</id><published>2008-04-08T20:08:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:44:54.783+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Few days ago, we were in the language room and we had to do some work to put &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_vNP9Wb44I/AAAAAAAAAIE/A1Aw4X1OtMo/s1600-h/avril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186965069897655170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="112" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_vNP9Wb44I/AAAAAAAAAIE/A1Aw4X1OtMo/s320/avril.jpg" width="149" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in our blogger or portfolio. I didn’t know what to do and finally, I decided to start to translate an Avril Lavigne’s song called “I’m with you”.&lt;br /&gt;I think this song is very nice, but until now I hadn’t paid attention in the some words of the song. For exemple, I didn’t now the meaning of theses words: figure out--&gt; entendre/ Out of my mind--&gt;boig / a mess--&gt;desastre.&lt;br /&gt;The word of “I’m with you” is nicer in English language than Catalan or Spanish language, but of my point of view the thing nicer of this song it’s the tune.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I like this song because it’s calm and the voice of the singer, Avril Lavigne, is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I leave the original song and its translation in Catalan.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I put under the word of the song its video clip too if somebody wants listen the song ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic amb tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m standing on the bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic parada al pont&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m waiting in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Esperant en la foscor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought that you’d be here by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pensava que ja estaries aquí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There’s nothing but the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No hi ha res més que la pluja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No footsteps on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Al terra no hi ha passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m listening, but there’s no sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic escoltant, però no hi ha cap so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isn’t anyone trying to find me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ningú intenta trobar-me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Won’t somebody come take me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Algú em portarà cap a casa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It’s a damn cold night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;És una nit freda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Trying figure out this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic intentant entendre aquesta vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Won’t you take me by the hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No m’agafaries de la mà?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take me somewhere new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Porta’m a algun lloc nou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don’t know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No se qui ets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but I’m with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;però estic amb tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic amb tu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m looking for a place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Estic buscant un lloc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I’m searching for a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;buscant un rostre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is anybody here i know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi ha algú que conegui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cos nothing’s going right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;es va bé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and everything’s a mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;itot és un desastre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no-one like’s to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I a ningú li agrada estar sol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isn’t anyone trying to find me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ningú intenta trobar-me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Won’t somebody take me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Algú em portarà cap a casa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, why is everything so confusing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh, perquè tot és confús?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maybe i’m just out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Potser ja estic boja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 332px" height="332" width="359"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVaZF2pXadA&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVaZF2pXadA&amp;hl=es" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-8348699700138331840?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/8348699700138331840/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=8348699700138331840' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8348699700138331840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8348699700138331840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m with you'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R_vNP9Wb44I/AAAAAAAAAIE/A1Aw4X1OtMo/s72-c/avril.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-7408546057018820219</id><published>2008-03-28T20:48:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:04:50.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello people!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now we start the third and last term of 1st of Batxillerat. And I want to start to tell you my lasts holiday in Holland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R-1OjdWb43I/AAAAAAAAAH8/euKINY7rweU/s1600-h/holanda.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182885117254427506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="266" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R-1OjdWb43I/AAAAAAAAAH8/euKINY7rweU/s320/holanda.gif" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last week we were on holiday like each year because in Spain we celebrate “Easter-Week”.&lt;br /&gt;Every year, my family and I go on trip for “Easter-week”. Usually, for theses holiday we leave with another family, but this year it has come with us another; in total we were eleven persons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All together we travelled with plain from Girona to Einthoven’s airport, in Holland. When we arrived there we took a bus which took us up to one city called Amsterdam.&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed five days there, but the end of each day everybody was tired, because everyday we had been walking a lot to visit the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Some things and places we visited in Holland are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The typical mills, canals, meadows and the first tulips of the spring.&lt;br /&gt;- One Dutch cheese farm shop where we could see some steps to make the cheese.&lt;br /&gt;- A traditional workshop where the craftsman made clogs of wood and where you also could buy them.&lt;br /&gt;- Another traditional workshop in a town called Delft where some people made the really pottery painted with different colours.&lt;br /&gt;- Some towns, for example: Volendam where we went with a boat, Rotterdam, Utrech, Marken and Delft; and one important city called La Haya.&lt;br /&gt;- Museums of very famous pictures because they were painted by some well considered artists in this moment. Museums like “Van Gogh” and “Right museum”.&lt;br /&gt;- And Amsterdam, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In Amsterdam, we stay four nights in a hotel called “Tulip Inn”. It was small but very comfortable and central. Near of our hotel there was the principal street with a lot of shops, coffees (specially “Coffeeshops”) and restaurants (most of them were Argentines, Italians and Chinese).&lt;br /&gt;In the majority of the streets of this city there was a local train, so you had to go carefully with him because it went very fast. Also, we had to go carefully with the bikes because it’s very common that the people ride his bike to go to work, to buy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Holland, it is very nice but the days that we were there were very cold; every day rained, snowed and was sunny. The weather changed very quickly, so everyday we had to take the umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;In this country there is any mountain, but there is a lot of water because there it rains a lot and because Holland is below the level of the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182884284030772050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R-1Ny9Wb41I/AAAAAAAAAHs/FUGIMBIaLOo/s320/iamsterdam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If you can visit this country someday, I recommend you go to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-7408546057018820219?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/7408546057018820219/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=7408546057018820219' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7408546057018820219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7408546057018820219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/03/amsterdam.html' title='Amsterdam!!'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R-1OjdWb43I/AAAAAAAAAH8/euKINY7rweU/s72-c/holanda.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-8052710436545890737</id><published>2008-03-09T20:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:23:11.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To ski</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These last days have been colder: here, it has done a strong wind, the typical Empordan wind called Tramuntana; it has been rain and also it has snowed in the most of places of Spain.&lt;br /&gt;Now, the mountains are snowed, and we know that a lot of people go to spend some days to ski, although, when it doesn’t snow, the ski slopes have to have artificial snow because the skiers could ski. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R9Q4wk70wAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dLEWFOUcUIQ/s1600-h/neu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175824278955016194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="124" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R9Q4wk70wAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dLEWFOUcUIQ/s320/neu.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a sport which practice in winter and it is very funny. But the bad thing is that it is a little expensive to practice because you have to have a good skiing kit: special trousers, jacket, glasses, boots and skies (however, if you haven’t got skies, you can hire them in special shops); and the other thing is that you have to pay to skiing in slopes, and if you want to learn how to ski, also you have to pay to a ski instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I’m telling you the last time that I was in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;In my high school, the students who are in the second year of ESO use to go skiing, and this excursion is the “crèdit de síntesi”.&lt;br /&gt;Three years ago, I went in this excursion with my colleagues and some teachers. We spent three days there and it was an experience very nice and funny. I learnt and skied a lot, I spent good times with my friends, and we had some anecdotes which I never will forget.&lt;br /&gt;Each winter, my parents say: “this year we will go to Puigcerdà and we will spend one day to skiing”. But it doesn’t keep because since that year, I haven’t been to the snow more times…:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all… BYE*&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/1845017127561936752-8052710436545890737?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/8052710436545890737/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=8052710436545890737' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8052710436545890737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8052710436545890737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-ski.html' title='To ski'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R9Q4wk70wAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/dLEWFOUcUIQ/s72-c/neu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-8975165461168579862</id><published>2008-03-02T19:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:35:37.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"La calçotada"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello everybody!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today, my family and some friends, we have celebrated “&lt;strong&gt;La calçotada&lt;/strong&gt;” for lunch. It’s a popular Catalan tradition, because the calçots were born in Catalonia, and it is celebrated around these days.&lt;br /&gt;For this reason I’ve decided to talk about this vegetable called calçot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R8rzC2EYHVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bKfOzmEXt78/s1600-h/cal%C3%A7ots.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173214352187596114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="278" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R8rzC2EYHVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bKfOzmEXt78/s320/cal%C3%A7ots.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The growing of this onion takes up to a year before they are ready; however 20 million Calçots are grown every year.&lt;br /&gt;The season of calçots starts in November, and usually it finishes in April. However, the traditional time to eat this vegetable is in February. This is another reason because I want to tell you something about its.&lt;br /&gt;The calçot is a species of white onion which grows and when it is ripe, it is replanted in the farming land. Between October, November and December the farmer plant his seed. When the vegetable has grown and it is like an onion, they are harvested in July. They are left to rest for a while, then they remove the outer leaves and they are replanted. And finally, they are carefully harvested at the beginning of the Calçots season so they can be enjoyed by family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, we have grilled them until their leaves were black and then wrapped in newspaper to keep them warm until they were eaten. After a while, we’ve eaten them with a special sauce made from garlic, roasted hazelnuts, roasted almonds, tomatoes, olive oil, red paprika and salt. The second dish has been a grilled lamb.&lt;br /&gt;We do this celebration every year, and the calçots are a curious food because it isn’t usual, not everybody know them and not everybody like them.&lt;br /&gt;I think that it’s very funny the way like we have eaten the calçots, because it’s difficult that you don’t get dirty; the face and the arms left very black from the calçot’s coal.&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/1845017127561936752-8975165461168579862?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/8975165461168579862/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=8975165461168579862' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8975165461168579862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8975165461168579862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-calotada.html' title='&quot;La calçotada&quot;'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R8rzC2EYHVI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bKfOzmEXt78/s72-c/cal%C3%A7ots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-5791171871534947149</id><published>2008-02-26T18:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T19:10:04.165+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CarNivaL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello people!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a few days, it will do one month that was carnival of St Pere Pescador. And now I’m going to tell you a little bit about the carnival’s history, and the carnivals in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In Carnival, the people dress in very colorful and sometimes crazy costumes and some of them with elaborate decoration too; and there are parades with the carriages of the different groups of costumes. This year, the Carnival has lasted some days of February, but often it use to be on lasts days of February and the firsts days of March.&lt;br /&gt;This celebration takes place in some places of the world, concretely in the countries where there is the Christian tradition. And traditionally, the festivities begin forty days prior to Ash Wednesday, but this date is often set by local churches and local customs which can lead to Carnival celebrations taking place on different dates.&lt;br /&gt;Originally Carnival was a pagan rite, but in the Middle Age the Catholic Church turned it a festival to celebrate “good bye to the excesses” and for it prepared for the fast (dejuni) of the “Quaresma”, that nowadays it hasn’t already left to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I have dressed up as a schoolgirl with my friends and many people. Approximately, we were sixty five members in our group of Carnival and everybody dressed up as a schoolgirl, also the boys. As you know, the most of the boys like dressing up as the girls, and really it’s very funny because you can see them with skirt, dress, wig, make-up on the face… and more =)&lt;br /&gt;I went to carnival in St. Pere Pescador that this day it was the first of the Carnival’s week-end, and the next week-end to Empuriabrava and Castelló.&lt;br /&gt;Those week-ends were very funny on my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, I leave a photo of marina, elisenda, neus, merce, laia and me, and you could see our costume.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe it dosen't see well, when I have more photos of the carnival I will put an other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171349497015006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="288" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R8RS9_L5dwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8QVXZW2knkE/s320/carnaval08.jpg" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-5791171871534947149?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/5791171871534947149/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=5791171871534947149' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5791171871534947149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5791171871534947149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/02/carnival.html' title='CarNivaL'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R8RS9_L5dwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/8QVXZW2knkE/s72-c/carnaval08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-6131931374528314549</id><published>2008-02-06T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:38:08.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>nUtElla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;How are yOuuu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, by now I haven’t got important things to tell you… but it’s the time for make a new entrance because I've got time.&lt;br /&gt;In the “Batxillerat Social”, the people who have got the Company subject, we have to do a project of marketing. We have to had to chosen a product of the market for apply it in our project. I’ve chosen the famous cream of hazelnut and cocoa called &lt;strong&gt;NUTELLA&lt;/strong&gt;. I think that everybody know this food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163966840150627074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R6oYezMTEwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sSu8ai6ZwwA/s320/tella.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;I’m going to tell you something about Nutella’s &lt;strong&gt;history:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutella is an Italian food created in 1951 by Pietro Ferrro. This product belongs to &lt;strong&gt;Ferrero Company&lt;/strong&gt;; it is in Alba, Italy. Nutella was the second product of this company and, before that the product to acquire the present name, it called “Supercrema gianduja”.&lt;br /&gt;This cream has been, for 40 years a success on the world, and it’s well - known a round of 75 countries.&lt;br /&gt;Each year, Ferrero sell more than one hundred million of Nutella, and for produce this quantity it needs 70.000 tonnes of cocoa, 56.000 tonnes of hazelnuts and 102.000 tonnes of milk.&lt;br /&gt;This Company has got more products well – know too. For example in the chocolates' range there are &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ferrero Rocher, Mon Chéri and Raffaello&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;; in the snakes' range they have got the brand &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kinder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TicTac&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the brand of sweets, and other products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn’t know that theses products belonged to the same Company, and when I read this information I surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, a lot of people consume Nocilla (Nutella's competition) but, for my opinion it’s better Nutella. However, in my house we buy both brands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like this food so much, but the problem is it finishes very quickly and it has got a lot of calories… xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you’ve learnt something about Nutella that you didn’t know before.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Byeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-6131931374528314549?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/6131931374528314549/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=6131931374528314549' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6131931374528314549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6131931374528314549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/02/nutella.html' title='nUtElla'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R6oYezMTEwI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sSu8ai6ZwwA/s72-c/tella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-8825810954809030560</id><published>2008-01-26T19:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:29:20.657+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dOn'T StOp tHe MuSic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello friends !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to show you the Rihanna’s new song. She sings in English and the song is called “&lt;strong&gt;DON’T STOP THE MUSIC&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;It's likely that you have heard this song before, because always it’s put on the radio. For this reason every day I heard Rihanna’s song when I go with the car, and now I’m like “Don’t stop the music” so much. Maybe it’s a little bit long and bored because repeat a lot of times the same words, but for dance I think that her rhythm it’s ok =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rihanna’s famous song of the last year it was “Umbrella”. I’m sure that you have listened this song more than a time in the last summer.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I put the video clip of Rihanna and her song because, if somebody haven’t still listened or if want to listen it, you could see the dance and listen the music. [Last year, I went to dance class with some friends and we learnt similar steps that there are in the middle of the video clip. Also we wore trousers like these dancers.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 290px" height="290" width="321"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dk8NQB_T1ws&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dk8NQB_T1ws&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please don't stop the music&lt;/strong&gt; (4x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late,&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my way over to my favourite place,&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get my body moving shake the stress away,&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't looking for nobody when you looked my way,&lt;br /&gt;Possible candidate yeah&lt;br /&gt;Who knew,&lt;br /&gt;That youd be up here looking like you do,&lt;br /&gt;You're making staying over here impossible,&lt;br /&gt;Baby I must say your aura is incredible,&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t have to go don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridge:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you started,&lt;br /&gt;I just came here to party,&lt;br /&gt;But now we’re rocking on the dance floor acting naughty,&lt;br /&gt;Your hands around my waist,&lt;br /&gt;Just let the music play,&lt;br /&gt;We're hand in hand,&lt;br /&gt;Chest to chest,&lt;br /&gt;And now we're face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take you away,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s escape into the music DJ let it play,&lt;br /&gt;I just can't refuse it,&lt;br /&gt;Like the way you do this,&lt;br /&gt;Keep on rocking to it,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stop the,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stop the,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't stop the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby are you ready because it’s getting close,&lt;br /&gt;don't you feel the passion ready to explode,&lt;br /&gt;what goes on between us no one has to know,&lt;br /&gt;this is a private show (oh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-8825810954809030560?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/8825810954809030560/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=8825810954809030560' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8825810954809030560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/8825810954809030560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-stop-music.html' title='dOn&apos;T StOp tHe MuSic'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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-1845017127561936752.post-6677618270465878181</id><published>2008-01-04T22:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:35:38.339+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a MaGical Day*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151753057155594946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="97" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R360HD5KusI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CATyws7cckM/s320/reiscamell.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tomorrow 5 of January, the waited “&lt;strong&gt;Reis Mags&lt;/strong&gt;” of Spain are going to arrive here. “Reis Mags” are three people that bring a lot of &lt;strong&gt;presents&lt;/strong&gt; for the families.&lt;br /&gt;They are from Orient and they arrive at night with their decorated carriages full of presents.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a &lt;strong&gt;magical day&lt;/strong&gt; for the children. They have a big &lt;strong&gt;illusion, emotion and nervous&lt;/strong&gt;, because at night, when everybody is sleeping, the three men go into family’s house and they leave some presents in each one. The children only think to see and open their presents, but they only can do it in the morning when all the family wake up.&lt;br /&gt;It’s an illusion that we only have when we are children because, when we begin to be old, we aren’t innocent like before.&lt;br /&gt;This illusion is created by our parents, they are who buy and leave the presents in our house. But a day arrives when we begin to find out things and then they are themselves forced to tell us the truth, the “Reis d'Orient” don’t exist.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it is when we are &lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt;. But later, we comprised of this game, and it's how the tradition follow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope that the Reis Mags give us a lot of things &lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36xyz5KuqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WdFd-8FMzSQ/s1600-h/gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151750510239988386" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="161" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36xyz5KuqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WdFd-8FMzSQ/s320/gifts.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Good Bye and HapPy hOlidaYs!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Well, only three days and... I'm going to see you in class :'( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1845017127561936752-6677618270465878181?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/6677618270465878181/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=6677618270465878181' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6677618270465878181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6677618270465878181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/01/magical-day.html' title='a MaGical Day*'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R360HD5KusI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CATyws7cckM/s72-c/reiscamell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-5287452475814454227</id><published>2008-01-04T20:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:30:05.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2008!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, we’ve started the New Year again. Time goes very quickly, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now we are in 2008!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36QMT5KunI/AAAAAAAAADc/OhTkECnLssA/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36QMT5KunI/AAAAAAAAADc/OhTkECnLssA/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36RHD5KuoI/AAAAAAAAADk/KDuUP7EzToc/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151714574248622722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36RHD5KuoI/AAAAAAAAADk/KDuUP7EzToc/s320/2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope that everybody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;have started the year very well ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4 days ago it was 31 of December, the last day of 2007. This day in the evening, I went to Castelló to dinner with my friends and also, we celebrated Merce’s and Andreu’s birthday. After to give them the presents and eat a dessert, we prepared twelve grapes for each person.&lt;br /&gt;Here, it’s common eat twelve grapes before midnight of 31 of December. The last 12 seconds for 12 o’clock we have to eat a grape in each “campanada” of the bell tower. I’ve never got finish all the grapes!!!!:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This time, when everybody had already finished their grapes, I still had four grapes to eat. I hope that someday I could finish all of them =)&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to St. Pere Pescador to dance. There we met with others friends and we danced and laughed a lot. We spent five hours there. Some of my friends and I went to sleep in my house that it’s near to the local that we danced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;In the morning we felt tired because we had only slept four hours…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/1845017127561936752-5287452475814454227?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/5287452475814454227/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=5287452475814454227' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5287452475814454227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5287452475814454227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-2008.html' title='New Year 2008!!'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R36RHD5KuoI/AAAAAAAAADk/KDuUP7EzToc/s72-c/2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-1391388366232876217</id><published>2007-12-30T16:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T16:38:10.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MilLenNium  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HellOoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday morning and afternoon, I was at home doing homework.But not all the day I spent the time in my house, on the night I went out with my friends and other people.&lt;br /&gt;At first, Elisenda and I went to dinner to “El Xino” of Empuriabrava. We talked a lot because we hadn’t seen since the last day of class, and also we ate of course.&lt;br /&gt;Later, we left of the restaurant and we walked to the bus stop localised in front of the restaurant “Dolce Vita”. There, we met with our friends and with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3e37D5KulI/AAAAAAAAADM/mk5hsEVgUCU/s1600-h/mile.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149786924206701138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 72px" height="93" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3e37D5KulI/AAAAAAAAADM/mk5hsEVgUCU/s320/mile.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bus we went to Girona to the discotheque called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Millennium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was the first time that I was in this discotheque. I was fantastic, we sang and danced a lot. There were a lot of people but a few of them well known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We come back at home at half past five in the morning but we arrived to Elisenda’s house at half past six. We were tired and we fall sleep quick.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I’ve got up a few later, I’ve come back at home with my mother, I’ve token a shower and I’ve had lunch. This evening I’m going to go to Figueres with my family and some our friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well that it's all of this weekend!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tomorrow is the LAST DAY OF 2007 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;See you tomorrow in the party;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Bye*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-1391388366232876217?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/1391388366232876217/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=1391388366232876217' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1391388366232876217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1391388366232876217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/hellooo-yesterday-on-morning-and-on.html' title='MilLenNium  =)'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3e37D5KulI/AAAAAAAAADM/mk5hsEVgUCU/s72-c/mile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-6217221883666743288</id><published>2007-12-25T22:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:33:53.410+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hi people*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3F49D5KuiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DaECBAyO15c/s1600-h/mikynadal.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148028839473625634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3F49D5KuiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DaECBAyO15c/s320/mikynadal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today 25 of December, I’ve spent all the day with my little family. Yes, I say a little family because we are few people and we are only 4 children, and I’m the oldest…&lt;br /&gt;In Catalunya, there are traditional things to do at these dates. I’m going to tell you some things that my family have done today:&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, my sister Eva and I have gone to visit our grandparents that they live in the same village. They’ve given us the “rabassa” and the “tortell”. Then, we’ve visited more family and we’ve wished them good Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;Later, Eva, my parents and I have gone to our cousins’ house to have lunch. When we’ve arrived there, the table was set and my uncles were cooking. We’ve eaten a lot and very well. When we’ve finished, my little cousin called Aida has recited her verse of Christmas. It’s typical that the children recite their verse on a chair in front of the family.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we’ve to “cagar el TIÓ” and it’s given us some presents. We’ve played with the new toys and we’ve laugh a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I’ve already arrived at home, I’ve worn my pyjamas and I’ve eaten a little bit. Now, I’m going to watch a film on TV and later, I’m going to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148029994819828290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 68px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="81" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3F6AT5KukI/AAAAAAAAADE/i1Totjorl3s/s320/merry.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-6217221883666743288?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/6217221883666743288/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=6217221883666743288' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6217221883666743288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6217221883666743288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-day.html' title='The Christmas day!!'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R3F49D5KuiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DaECBAyO15c/s72-c/mikynadal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-5573366005834335568</id><published>2007-12-24T13:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:35:13.182+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In BarcelOna!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy because we’ve got some days of relax but with homework!!! However, I like these holidays because they are the time for we are with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my parents, my sister and I went to Barcelona to buy some presents for the family.&lt;br /&gt;On morning, we went to buy in a commercial centre called L’Illa Diagonal. It is very big and there are a lot of shops. I hadn’t been there before and I liked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R2-ubz5KuhI/AAAAAAAAACs/sdYnPA6JIME/s1600-h/l"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147524691917453842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="102" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R2-ubz5KuhI/AAAAAAAAACs/sdYnPA6JIME/s320/l%27illa.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, there were a lot of people shopping and the problem was that there were long queues of people to pay, in the changing room etc. and it was stressful for me.&lt;br /&gt;For have lunch we didn’t eat very well because we went to a restaurant that we believed it was an other…&lt;br /&gt;After that, we bought more but in other commercial centre, his name is Pedralbes. It is smaller than L’Illa but more luxurious. And all his shops have well-known and expensive label.&lt;br /&gt;When the night was coming we decided come back at home. When we lift of commercial centre it was raining. Our car was far and we had to walk to it without umbrella because we hadn’t got it. I was wet and my feet too because the water went into my shoes... :(&lt;br /&gt;It was a funny and long day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have to enjoy our holidays because the days pass very fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-5573366005834335568?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/5573366005834335568/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=5573366005834335568' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5573366005834335568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5573366005834335568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-barcelona.html' title='In BarcelOna!!'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R2-ubz5KuhI/AAAAAAAAACs/sdYnPA6JIME/s72-c/l%27illa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-4791018795061245616</id><published>2007-12-04T21:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:13:33.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Four days on holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, tomorrow is the last day of the week that we have class before of “el pont”.&lt;br /&gt;We’ve already finished the exams of this term, but next week we’ve got more.&lt;br /&gt;These next four days are holidays and some people go to a trip, but I stay here. My parents go to Sevilla and Portugal and my sister and I would go with them because we haven’t stayed there. But it isn’t possible, we must stay at home :(&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I will do these days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the trips that I have done with my family, it was 5 years ago. We went to Paris and Disneyland Paris, we stayed there four or five days, I don’t remember. About this trip I told some of you when I did my oral presentation, but now I tell again something about this.&lt;br /&gt;Disneylad Paris is a famous park where there are a lot of popular Disney characters that they appear in Disney films. This park is near to Paris, it was created in 1992 and this year is his 15th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;We went there when it was Halloween time and the entire park was decorated with pumpkin, spiders, also spider’s web, witches and more things.&lt;br /&gt;Also there was a place where some woman put make-up on children’s face.&lt;br /&gt;One day, we went to visit Paris and when we were on top of Torre Effield we could see the entire city. It is very beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is a castle of Disney:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140225247720857586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1W_oPPlX_I/AAAAAAAAACk/msz6QcY4O8w/s320/castell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, I hope that everybody will enjoy their holiday;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-4791018795061245616?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/4791018795061245616/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=4791018795061245616' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/4791018795061245616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/4791018795061245616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/next-holidays.html' title='Four days on holiday'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1W_oPPlX_I/AAAAAAAAACk/msz6QcY4O8w/s72-c/castell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-6377599306454751383</id><published>2007-12-04T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:15:21.011+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Outside Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Four or five years ago, it was the first time that I heard “Left outside alone”, one of Anastasia’s songs. I like Anastacia because I think that this woman sings very well with her strong and nice voice.&lt;br /&gt;When I went to “Casal” in St Pere Pesacador, my friends and I danced in Playback “Left outside alone”, and we had to hear a lot of times it, so that we learnt all the song. For this reason I remember a lot of thing when I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I show you some words of this song and I’ve put the video clip because you can heard the song ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left Outside Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For you to bring a fairy tale my way&lt;br /&gt;Been living in a fantasy without meaning&lt;br /&gt;It's not okay&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left broken empty in despair&lt;br /&gt;Wanna breath can't find air&lt;br /&gt;Thought you were sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;But you and me never had love&lt;br /&gt;So much more I have to say&lt;br /&gt;Help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if you know&lt;br /&gt;How it really feels&lt;br /&gt;To be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;When it's cold out here&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe you should know&lt;br /&gt;Just how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;To be left outside alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;For you to bring a fairy tale my way&lt;br /&gt;Been living in a fantasy without meaning&lt;br /&gt;It's not okay&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel save&lt;br /&gt;I need to pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you play me like a game?&lt;br /&gt;Always someone else to blame&lt;br /&gt;Careless, helpless little man&lt;br /&gt;Someday you might understand&lt;br /&gt;There's not much more to say&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vxtBAkmfd1U&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-6377599306454751383?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/6377599306454751383/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=6377599306454751383' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6377599306454751383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6377599306454751383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/four-or-five-years-ago-it-was-first.html' title='Left Outside Alone'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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-1845017127561936752.post-5214328404381190324</id><published>2007-12-03T20:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:16:15.775+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister and I *</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hello everybody!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I haven't still intruduced myself and now it's the time ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My name is Laia, I’m 16 and always, I’ve lived with my family in a little town near to Castelló d'Empúries called St. Pere Pescador.&lt;br /&gt;When I was a baby, my family and I lived in a small flat but when I was tow years, we went to live to a bigger house.&lt;br /&gt;Two years later, my little sister was born. Her name is Eva and she is twelve. This year she has started ESO in Castelló d’Empúries and I've started social Batxillerat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139836548885602274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1ReG_PlX-I/AAAAAAAAACc/mwn2nIltvVU/s320/eva%26laia+002.jpg" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, this photo is old but I haven't found an other that we stay together (the same of my oral presentation), sorry.&lt;br /&gt;We are different, for example Eva always is doing things, she is very active person and very nervous, the contrary I am a quiet person. An other hand, we have in common a lot of things, one of them is that we like animals.&lt;br /&gt;In our house we’ve had three dogs, but now only we’ve got one because the others dead. In a country near to our house, we’ve got some horses there, but only my father rides them because we haven’t got time for it.&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that we’ve in common is that we like dancing. Often my sister dresses up with modern cloth and heeled shoes, she puts the CD in the DVD and she starts to dance and sing. Later, it’s probably that I would do the same thing xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm 4 years older than her but she is taller than me :( well, I can't do anything with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven’t got more time because tomorrow I’ve got an exam and I must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow in class*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-5214328404381190324?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/5214328404381190324/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=5214328404381190324' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5214328404381190324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5214328404381190324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-sister-and-i.html' title='My sister and I *'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1ReG_PlX-I/AAAAAAAAACc/mwn2nIltvVU/s72-c/eva%26laia+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-7759449401587420499</id><published>2007-12-03T19:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T20:13:27.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Hollow:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1RU2PPlX8I/AAAAAAAAACM/1cHSuayG3_w/s1600-R/sleepyho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139826365518143426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1RU2PPlX8I/AAAAAAAAACM/TmpBf6EEYMM/s320/sleepyho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The story starts with the beheading of three people in Sleepy Hollow and a boy investigator called Ichabood Crane; investigates to discover the causes of this crime.&lt;br /&gt;When he arrives at Sleepy Hollow he hears the story of a rider without head that many years ago he had been a warrior that he decapitated a lot of people. But one day many soldiers killed him in the Sleepy Hollow’s forest and they decapitated him too. The soldiers buried the corpse and his head on the floor of the forest, next to a big tree. The inhabitants of the town believe that the rider’s soul is who kills the people because he wants to get his revenge. But nobody knows the real story, only Crane discovers the truth.&lt;br /&gt;The investigator goes to the forest and discovers the tree where there is buried the rider’s corpse and he sees all the heads of rider’s victims in the tree. Then he digs up the corpse and he can see that the corpse hasn’t got his skull and he deduces the rider kills the people because he wants it.&lt;br /&gt;But later, Crane meets Katrina’s stepmother and he discovers she is the one who dominates the rider without head because she has his skull.&lt;br /&gt;Katrina’s stepmother wants to kill all the family of his husband called Van Tassel using the rider to kill them because she could inherit his fortune.&lt;br /&gt;When Katrina is the only alive of her family, the bad woman hands her to the rider so that he decapitates her. But in this moment the rider’s skull falls of her on the floor, he puts it and survives. The rider rides his horse and he takes the bad woman to torture her.&lt;br /&gt;Ichabood Crane and Katrina fall in love and they go to live together in New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Here, I've put a summary of the film that 1st of Batxillerat watched in the Engilsh class before Halloween's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-7759449401587420499?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/7759449401587420499/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=7759449401587420499' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7759449401587420499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/7759449401587420499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleepy-hollow.html' title='Sleepy Hollow:'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1RU2PPlX8I/AAAAAAAAACM/TmpBf6EEYMM/s72-c/sleepyho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-3541157664869452005</id><published>2007-12-01T18:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T18:57:25.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>StuDy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hellooooo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1GeCvPlX7I/AAAAAAAAACE/jWfCx4HSV2M/s1600-R/study.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139062419685203890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="141" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1GeCvPlX7I/AAAAAAAAACE/lxsHaMgSDTg/s320/study.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are on weekend again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of my point of view, the weeks pass very quickly, but the bad think is that these lasts weeks are full of exams...and we must study a lot and very hard (if we want have a good mark of course). I hope that the examinations are going very well to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next week only there are 3 days to go to class and also, 3 days for finish the first term. Then, we are going to have four days of holidays =). I hope that the teachers will give us little homework to do :p. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUCK for the exams!!&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-3541157664869452005?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/3541157664869452005/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=3541157664869452005' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3541157664869452005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3541157664869452005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/study.html' title='StuDy..'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1GeCvPlX7I/AAAAAAAAACE/lxsHaMgSDTg/s72-c/study.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-1756440558164227932</id><published>2007-12-01T14:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T19:07:32.594+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>something to tell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1FojvPlX6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/E-cA5cVAS0s/s1600-R/P1010099retokada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139003612992987042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1FojvPlX6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/x2o5DNShf-w/s320/P1010099retokada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When Neus got 16 years old, we did a big dinner with all the members of our own group. It was fantastic, like the other times, but when we went to Fata at night, after the dinner, it was more fantastic because Neus could go into the disco without problems and nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neus was very happy to get 16 years old, she had been much time hoping to get it. Now I think that she is very happy to be and &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"legal girl". :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And well, I haven't nothing more to say. So I put here a song that yesterday I was singing and I knew a word that I never had known. "made of" --&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fet realitat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;What dreams are made of - Hilary Duff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have you ever seen such a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful night?&lt;br /&gt;I could almost kiss&lt;br /&gt;for shining so bright&lt;br /&gt;When I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="kLink" id="KonaLink1" style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/h/hilary-duff/what-dreams-are-made-of/#" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: rgb(51,102,204)! important; POSITION: staticfont-size:16;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; POSITION: staticfont-size:16;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; smile and i go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;oh oh oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would never want to miss this&lt;br /&gt;cuz in my heart i know what this is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hey now,Hey now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hey now,Hey now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;I've got somewhere i belong&lt;br /&gt;I've got somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;This is what dreams are made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered&lt;br /&gt;what life is about?&lt;br /&gt;You could search the&lt;br /&gt;world and never figure it out&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to sail&lt;br /&gt;all the oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;no no no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness is no mystery and&lt;br /&gt;here now it's you and me&lt;br /&gt;HEY NOW*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bYe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-1756440558164227932?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/1756440558164227932/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=1756440558164227932' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1756440558164227932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/1756440558164227932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-to-tell.html' title='something to tell...'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/R1FojvPlX6I/AAAAAAAAAB8/x2o5DNShf-w/s72-c/P1010099retokada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-5569634089498859958</id><published>2007-11-01T17:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T19:08:49.513+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>BarraQueS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RyoBo4-7_UI/AAAAAAAAABs/dRV5f6qt3IM/s1600-h/spice_girls_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I’m going to tell you a little summary about this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdy, it was Saturday. At morning I didn’t do special things but in the evening Elisenda, Marina and I had to take the train in Figueres but we lost it…:(&lt;br /&gt;Then, my parents took us with their car to Girona because there are the Girona's parties and there are attractions and music groups that are playing.&lt;br /&gt;Well, when we arrived in Girona we ate a sandwich for dinner and then we went to the fair. There, at first we didn’t find nobody well known and we were boring, and we decided go to the bird’s eye. It was very nice because we could see all the lights and the cathedral of Girona.&lt;br /&gt;Later, we found our friends, talked with them, went to the others attractions, ate and…we were very cold!!! After that, we took the bus and we went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we’ve woken up early and very tired. At 11:40 a.m. we’ve token the train at the station of Girona and we’ve came back at home. This afternoon I have watched a film on TV and I have done my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been a different weekend :) but it has happened very fast and tomorrow it’s Monday again… But this week we have gone to secondary school only three days :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1845017127561936752-5569634089498859958?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/5569634089498859958/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=5569634089498859958' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5569634089498859958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/5569634089498859958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/11/barraques.html' title='BarraQueS'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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-1845017127561936752.post-609979341404708052</id><published>2007-10-23T08:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T19:28:21.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SPICE GIRLS;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RyoFTo-7_VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/o9ELetgInM4/s1600-h/spice_girls_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127916960691780946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RyoFTo-7_VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/o9ELetgInM4/s320/spice_girls_9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHARACTERS ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; interviewer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Laia Saló&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; Elisenda Lladó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;: Anna Genis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merci:&lt;/strong&gt; Marina Julià&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melby:&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;HERE YOU'RE =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Neus: Good evening, welcome to MTV, today we have four guests, they are “SpiceGirls”, but they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;only four because one of them has died. A round of applause!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello everybody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma&lt;/strong&gt;: Hiya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;: Hi guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Mercy&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello Snow (Neus xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m sorry for your loss, she would be glad, you decided to get back together. And…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you for your support, since her dead we feel stronger and united on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s nice to be together again, but isn’t the same four than five, but will do that we can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes it’s nice because I have less time to go shopping and stay with my hosband and my sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Melcy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Victoria! You’re a posh! One of your best friends has died and you only tink of going shopping…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;: I’m a posh because I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; Girls, girls, girls! PEACE AND LOVE please :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks Emma, and now it’s a adverstisement time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADVERTISEMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Neus:&lt;/strong&gt; We’re here again! And for finished the show girls are going to say some Goodbye song sentence in Melby’s memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; Goodbye, my friend…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Emma:&lt;/strong&gt; I know you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Victoria&lt;/strong&gt;: you said you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Melcy:&lt;/strong&gt; but I can still feel you here. It's not the end…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Gery:&lt;/strong&gt; I hope that you come in all our concerts! :)&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/1845017127561936752-609979341404708052?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/609979341404708052/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=609979341404708052' title='0 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/609979341404708052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/609979341404708052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/10/autumn_23.html' title='SPICE GIRLS;)'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RyoFTo-7_VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/o9ELetgInM4/s72-c/spice_girls_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-3970832545637977846</id><published>2007-10-08T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T08:43:36.621+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SeasOnS*'/><title type='text'>Autumn]*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today I’ve been stay all the day in my home because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;" face="verdana"&gt;I'm ill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel sad and tired because today the weather it’s cloudy and I don’t like it. This weather means that now we are in autumn and the good weather has finished. It isn’t my favourite season but it’s very nice when you can see when the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;trees change the colour of their leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Well, the autumn's arrival means that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;cold it’s coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; soon and we have to prepare us for the exams and the winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here, I show you one picture that my fathers took on their trip. They went to Canada last week and they come back very happy because they loved there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Canada is one of the stages where I would go because it is a very big country and there are a lot of nice places for visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RwqTC65h-TI/AAAAAAAAABM/1bMycU-8eCY/s1600-h/autumn.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119065604839569714" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RwqTC65h-TI/AAAAAAAAABM/1bMycU-8eCY/s320/autumn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the picture is a cataract of the river &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Niagara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They took this picture when they were in the helicopter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;see you soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;- Laia_&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/1845017127561936752-3970832545637977846?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/3970832545637977846/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=3970832545637977846' title='3 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3970832545637977846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/3970832545637977846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/10/autumn.html' title='Autumn]*'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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/_bhJJ-LWr5-k/RwqTC65h-TI/AAAAAAAAABM/1bMycU-8eCY/s72-c/autumn.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1845017127561936752.post-6726476807938666887</id><published>2007-10-07T12:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T08:47:29.753+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music*'/><title type='text'>There are dreams...*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dreams...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Are dreams, that aren't really, I would like that they come real*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;[son sueños - ECDL ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGPGwwgYUKo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGPGwwgYUKo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  align="justify" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Here I’ve put you a video clip of “El canto del loco”. It’s the song called “Son sueños” It’s in Spanish language but I have put this because I have decide talk you about this music group and the dreamings.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I haven’t got a favourite group but “El canto del loco” is one of them because I like the words of teir songs and they are very nice!&lt;br /&gt;For example the video clip that I have upload here it's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;When I know this music group I was 12 years old and it was when I bought the first CD of their.&lt;br /&gt;I have never gone to the Canto del loco’s concert and it’s the one thing that I would because I could see their and it will be fantastic, and listen their songs directly on the stage [!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, they did their last CD and I would that they will make an other new.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided talk about this because last year, my friend Elisenda and I did an exposition of dreams in English class time and we learnt something about that.&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/1845017127561936752-6726476807938666887?l=laia26s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/feeds/6726476807938666887/comments/default' title='Comentaris del missatge'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1845017127561936752&amp;postID=6726476807938666887' title='1 comentaris'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6726476807938666887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1845017127561936752/posts/default/6726476807938666887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laia26s.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-are-dreams.html' title='There are dreams...*'/><author><name>Laia_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05378520856144797328</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></feed>
