<?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-8127502252406904409</id><updated>2011-06-06T16:45:23.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five notes of seven 2m</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7094078669839774476</id><published>2009-06-02T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:53:53.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell message</title><content type='html'>Hi teacher, well I think this is the last blog assignment of the semester, and I thank God it is. I really didn't like using the blog, mainly because it is something complicated and I always forgot to do the activities. The videos are very difficult to upload to the blog those videos from our computers. Paragraphs aren't perfect because you can't indent them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, advanced writing was very cool, as well as reading strategies becuase you were our teacher; you are very cool. What I didn't like about advanced writing was that everything what we did was creating essays. These essays were kind of desperating. Writing essays is very easy, but it is very complicated and make me lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My experience was very good because I learned how to use the blog and how easy it is to add other people to it. I learned that with this google account I had a youtube account too. I really liked this class and having you as a teacher. I hope to see you on the next semesters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7094078669839774476?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7094078669839774476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-message.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7094078669839774476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7094078669839774476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/06/farewell-message.html' title='Farewell message'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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-8127502252406904409.post-5055205381649595462</id><published>2009-05-28T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:48:09.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Project 3rd partial ngelina jolie daniel lopez ruiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d018af65bd0bc464" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-project-3rd-partial-ngelina-jolie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5055205381649595462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5055205381649595462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-project-3rd-partial-ngelina-jolie.html' title='Final Project 3rd partial ngelina jolie daniel lopez ruiz'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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-8127502252406904409.post-649663713899290855</id><published>2009-05-28T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:57:06.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-439cee2b6d8cfac1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D439cee2b6d8cfac1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276690%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5280848BEF8E1CAE00C5F831469EE4A125EA0B63.2D1CBA9106C899252220BF000DCCB8AD5750E9AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D439cee2b6d8cfac1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWPcITzEEsavPJvHoUN2MccjhiXk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D439cee2b6d8cfac1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276690%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5280848BEF8E1CAE00C5F831469EE4A125EA0B63.2D1CBA9106C899252220BF000DCCB8AD5750E9AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D439cee2b6d8cfac1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWPcITzEEsavPJvHoUN2MccjhiXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Hi teacher, Here is my video, and I very proud of it, because its not as horrible as it could have been, considering that its the first time I make a video^^, and for my opinion about the blog so far, I loved it!! =D, to tell the truth, at first I tought it would be troublesome, but I ende up loving it, mostly the scavenger hunt, and the ones you asked us to make stories with pictures^^, and Ill really miss your class, and you, is there a posibility of having you for teacher again next semester?, I wouldnt care if it was math, astronomy, latin, or mechatronic, It all would be fine, see you around Mr.C^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-649663713899290855?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=439cee2b6d8cfac1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/649663713899290855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-teacher-here-is-my-video-and-i-very.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/649663713899290855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/649663713899290855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-teacher-here-is-my-video-and-i-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-3661287512485414078</id><published>2009-05-27T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:15:59.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last words of the blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jR1Dvi1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FPPFRvq8HR4/s1600-h/169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674628571335506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jR1Dvi1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FPPFRvq8HR4/s400/169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jRiZgE8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0FNMVCXi1pU/s1600-h/untitled00000.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674623562322882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jRiZgE8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/0FNMVCXi1pU/s400/untitled00000.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jRXpCe9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QhM9xf7s0CQ/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340674620674702290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jRXpCe9I/AAAAAAAAAFA/QhM9xf7s0CQ/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blog activity was very good, I really like doing this stuff of the blog, it was very funny and also very interesting, the blog activities were fun, and well I will miss doing this type of works so in the end wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii xD ROFL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jajajaj couldnt resist tentation in putting images&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E82bbEhbueM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E82bbEhbueM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;long live to the blog!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-3661287512485414078?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/3661287512485414078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-words-of-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3661287512485414078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3661287512485414078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-words-of-blog.html' title='last words of the blog'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/Sh3jR1Dvi1I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/FPPFRvq8HR4/s72-c/169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7088820607235457829</id><published>2009-05-22T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:46:20.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Blog Assignment</title><content type='html'>Well, I will say goodbye to the blog, I guess. I really liked havin to use this to do some h.w, it was really fun! If it wasn't for this thing, I still wouldn't have seen the fun of this things. Well, who knows, maybe we will continue using the blog...not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I really liked the class of writing, it was fun and the projects too. The only thing I didn't like is that we made too many essays! Well, besides that, I don't really have anything against the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. C!! I'll really miss you during the vacations! You are a really, really cool teacher! Ya really know how to give a class with fun! Hope to have you as teacher in the next semester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, with this said, I say my farewell with this vid:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-96a8e2e1ba19471e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D96a8e2e1ba19471e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276690%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49CD01A241717954AC3604E374D87F1BCCBC3D62.34C2FB76089A844D71A1CB56B7E185D82BB57112%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D96a8e2e1ba19471e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGbgnQaNfD7VgfxrS6gqIT4aI1Jw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D96a8e2e1ba19471e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330276690%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49CD01A241717954AC3604E374D87F1BCCBC3D62.34C2FB76089A844D71A1CB56B7E185D82BB57112%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D96a8e2e1ba19471e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGbgnQaNfD7VgfxrS6gqIT4aI1Jw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or you can see it here:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OslXCbKsgyM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OslXCbKsgyM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7088820607235457829?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=96a8e2e1ba19471e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7088820607235457829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-blog-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7088820607235457829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7088820607235457829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/final-blog-assignment.html' title='Final Blog Assignment'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1893410919033835677</id><published>2009-05-19T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:12:49.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at the top&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337762420272334946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOKo_vDCGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I7M19ZwEvS4/s320/imagen+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pile of&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337763228201554914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOLYBgYk-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/ziRn8fpTUoE/s320/imagen+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; coated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;button&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337763837762470850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOL7gTCA8I/AAAAAAAAAA8/an6hvLvF4NA/s320/imagen+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337764146815138034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOMNfm7ePI/AAAAAAAAABE/7viQcNe6RQQ/s320/imagen+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;strange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337765501613513730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShONcWoCHAI/AAAAAAAAABc/HwlJP2jPJhk/s320/imagen+6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;words&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337764384068661426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOMbTck8LI/AAAAAAAAABM/ctmulyLQjCM/s320/imagen+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fresh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337765815128983234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShONumj8hsI/AAAAAAAAABk/S8_OG8mCzf8/s320/imagen+7.JPG" border="0" /&gt; craving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;small spaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337766180568889010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOOD37m9rI/AAAAAAAAABs/UScy5N8mYXU/s320/imagen+8.JPG" border="0" /&gt; shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curvaceous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337766735833534050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOOkMdBDmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/ItZscbfKox4/s320/imagen+9.JPG" border="0" /&gt; blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767274374583986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOPDirNVrI/AAAAAAAAACE/QxSnnzsP1DE/s320/imagen+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;meaning of life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767649315618146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOPZXcHfWI/AAAAAAAAACM/-Ijs9Jwg6lc/s320/imagen+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;price&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337767945316666018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOPqmIRCqI/AAAAAAAAACU/iBIUEgGu9ns/s320/imagen+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mirror&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337768270562222482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOP9hw2YZI/AAAAAAAAACc/f5WUcSuwOKU/s320/imagen+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt; macro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1893410919033835677?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1893410919033835677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/september-2006.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1893410919033835677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1893410919033835677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/september-2006.html' title='September 2006'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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/_EHNTcE3bDrA/ShOKo_vDCGI/AAAAAAAAAAs/I7M19ZwEvS4/s72-c/imagen+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1387529441651291522</id><published>2009-05-19T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:58:19.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"January 2009" List</title><content type='html'>Neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;Mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Information &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNAXeGyzuI/AAAAAAAAADg/moMkhZykmPM/s1600-h/CIMG2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337680755326897890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNAXeGyzuI/AAAAAAAAADg/moMkhZykmPM/s320/CIMG2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNCXDZ2ZnI/AAAAAAAAADo/jNnNbKBBrmY/s1600-h/CIMG2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337682947182323314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNCXDZ2ZnI/AAAAAAAAADo/jNnNbKBBrmY/s320/CIMG2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Company &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNDKWGhEKI/AAAAAAAAADw/ceWk6-Ux20U/s1600-h/CIMG2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337683828374835362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNDKWGhEKI/AAAAAAAAADw/ceWk6-Ux20U/s320/CIMG2301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNE2dMI0KI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JaIDsbVxBZU/s1600-h/CIMG2243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337685685703332002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNE2dMI0KI/AAAAAAAAAD4/JaIDsbVxBZU/s320/CIMG2243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNIk2D23YI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MNxYW9oNz7M/s1600-h/CIMG2265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337689781188353410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNIk2D23YI/AAAAAAAAAEA/MNxYW9oNz7M/s320/CIMG2265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Odd&lt;br /&gt;Decadent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the distance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNLPxSO98I/AAAAAAAAAEI/xTnljb4YUWQ/s1600-h/CIMG2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337692717664106434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNLPxSO98I/AAAAAAAAAEI/xTnljb4YUWQ/s320/CIMG2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNOfEVNzaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xvOe1TrPDO0/s1600-h/CIMG2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337696279009807778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNOfEVNzaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xvOe1TrPDO0/s320/CIMG2268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNPWXqoeOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YKEa4zZODb8/s1600-h/CIMG2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337697229092714722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNPWXqoeOI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YKEa4zZODb8/s320/CIMG2283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNQSemQtJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tas1iEF3Huo/s1600-h/CIMG2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337698261745579154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNQSemQtJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/tas1iEF3Huo/s320/CIMG2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leftovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNRJczvG-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/F3K9CtCbXm8/s1600-h/CIMG2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337699206158031842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNRJczvG-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/F3K9CtCbXm8/s320/CIMG2229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Frozen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNSLVdtjDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4-aYLf4R6ks/s1600-h/CIMG2230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337700338057972786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNSLVdtjDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/4-aYLf4R6ks/s320/CIMG2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNS4pe6cMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vKo-fQJvDwo/s1600-h/CIMG2228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337701116525834434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNS4pe6cMI/AAAAAAAAAE4/vKo-fQJvDwo/s320/CIMG2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tube&lt;br /&gt;Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Season&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNTvn7FBUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VuXGGQr85lE/s1600-h/CIMG2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337702060999902530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNTvn7FBUI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VuXGGQr85lE/s200/CIMG2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1387529441651291522?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1387529441651291522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/january-2009-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1387529441651291522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1387529441651291522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/january-2009-list.html' title='&quot;January 2009&quot; List'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/ShNAXeGyzuI/AAAAAAAAADg/moMkhZykmPM/s72-c/CIMG2231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7924700512703843720</id><published>2009-05-18T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:15:40.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUoRG1MJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_NmKTAnbsNQ/s1600-h/DSC01568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351190406836370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUoRG1MJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_NmKTAnbsNQ/s400/DSC01568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUoDHB7oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QNN-pjbOm38/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351186649575042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUoDHB7oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QNN-pjbOm38/s400/DSC01566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUn0FPCQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SHD5ue1xoTA/s1600-h/DSC01565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351182615513346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUn0FPCQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SHD5ue1xoTA/s400/DSC01565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buttons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGtC1R2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/C3e-ToDptbg/s1600-h/DSC01563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342917209311074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGtC1R2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/C3e-ToDptbg/s400/DSC01563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGcJVPoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ccSCM-j2ilI/s1600-h/DSC01562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342912673169026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGcJVPoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ccSCM-j2ilI/s400/DSC01562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; twin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGLstuXI/AAAAAAAAADw/sU8EffCP-hk/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342908258171250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINGLstuXI/AAAAAAAAADw/sU8EffCP-hk/s400/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINFxaTeaI/AAAAAAAAADo/6ce7tuFTTIk/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342901201631650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINFxaTeaI/AAAAAAAAADo/6ce7tuFTTIk/s400/DSC01559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINFp4MXeI/AAAAAAAAADg/GRC3vNaMcr4/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337342899179511266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShINFp4MXeI/AAAAAAAAADg/GRC3vNaMcr4/s400/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKQbAD2cI/AAAAAAAAADY/9MYyCJx8w-E/s1600-h/DSC01557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339785629653442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKQbAD2cI/AAAAAAAAADY/9MYyCJx8w-E/s400/DSC01557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKQKEstjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ynGA4YB9X9o/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339781085705778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKQKEstjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ynGA4YB9X9o/s400/DSC01556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKP5vGYbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SF2G4M5LKjY/s1600-h/DSC01555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339776700146098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKP5vGYbI/AAAAAAAAADI/SF2G4M5LKjY/s400/DSC01555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKPs8uoXI/AAAAAAAAADA/NxC7Q9AYmtI/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337339773267648882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIKPs8uoXI/AAAAAAAAADA/NxC7Q9AYmtI/s400/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIJE2Qk37I/AAAAAAAAAC4/54YZLmF7yUE/s1600-h/DSC01553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337338487276625842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIJE2Qk37I/AAAAAAAAAC4/54YZLmF7yUE/s400/DSC01553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IMPORTANT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7924700512703843720?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7924700512703843720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-waiting-buttons-close-twin-tiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7924700512703843720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7924700512703843720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/friends-waiting-buttons-close-twin-tiny.html' title=''/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ShIUoRG1MJI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_NmKTAnbsNQ/s72-c/DSC01568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1167819497155002347</id><published>2009-05-18T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:54:22.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Assignment-Scavanger Hunt-March 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUf100OWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zAiFaQ3ObbM/s1600-h/DSC09176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421414388742498" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUf100OWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zAiFaQ3ObbM/s320/DSC09176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;buttons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUfvzLnYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nqWazQ0psJU/s1600-h/DSC09149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421412771274114" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUfvzLnYI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nqWazQ0psJU/s320/DSC09149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUfpIEoAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T-OxaHVkoLc/s1600-h/DSC09173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337421410979848194" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUfpIEoAI/AAAAAAAAAFU/T-OxaHVkoLc/s320/DSC09173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJSUsJAFbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DPYwB-IbohU/s1600-h/DSC09179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337419023787234738" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJSUsJAFbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DPYwB-IbohU/s320/DSC09179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJSUYCmm_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3tTpD5z8Gco/s1600-h/DSC09111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337419018391690226" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJSUYCmm_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/3tTpD5z8Gco/s320/DSC09111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJOPVVqmtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FEnt1eZXZyg/s1600-h/DSC09105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337414533720480466" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJOPVVqmtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/FEnt1eZXZyg/s320/DSC09105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plastic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJL7YDWdMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sJP78m5btmQ/s1600-h/DSC09172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337411991828329666" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJL7YDWdMI/AAAAAAAAAEs/sJP78m5btmQ/s320/DSC09172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;clutter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJKwbv5zYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R-R2P_7pDqg/s1600-h/DSC09169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337410704330313090" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJKwbv5zYI/AAAAAAAAAEk/R-R2P_7pDqg/s320/DSC09169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;row&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJJjqepFGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/t1nw_itA5F0/s1600-h/DSC09113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337409385434518626" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJJjqepFGI/AAAAAAAAAEc/t1nw_itA5F0/s320/DSC09113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJID_A4AyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TSupoWmQO2A/s1600-h/DSC09158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337407741679371042" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJID_A4AyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TSupoWmQO2A/s320/DSC09158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJHIeekapI/AAAAAAAAAEM/06crBTKEuqc/s1600-h/DSC09157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337406719333264018" style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJHIeekapI/AAAAAAAAAEM/06crBTKEuqc/s320/DSC09157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;belly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJFB_ehwRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/InvqxayLxh8/s1600-h/DSC09136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337404408909119762" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJFB_ehwRI/AAAAAAAAAEE/InvqxayLxh8/s320/DSC09136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJB6QQ9wMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5sx8_tZb9aA/s1600-h/DSC09155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337400977441800386" style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJB6QQ9wMI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5sx8_tZb9aA/s320/DSC09155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIeMlPpKxI/AAAAAAAAADs/BwL1v4FW2-M/s1600-h/DSC09132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337361709892446994" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIeMlPpKxI/AAAAAAAAADs/BwL1v4FW2-M/s320/DSC09132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIUFx8Az4I/AAAAAAAAADk/7qMEINeUXZo/s1600-h/DSC09153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337350597924409218" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIUFx8Az4I/AAAAAAAAADk/7qMEINeUXZo/s320/DSC09153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIPsp_Xp0I/AAAAAAAAADU/tDk5BUmvI-8/s1600-h/DSC09147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337345768247764802" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShIPsp_Xp0I/AAAAAAAAADU/tDk5BUmvI-8/s320/DSC09147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;take off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;library &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprise&lt;br /&gt;apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;favourite beverage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the great outdoors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1167819497155002347?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1167819497155002347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-assignment-scavanger-hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1167819497155002347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1167819497155002347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-assignment-scavanger-hunt.html' title='Blog Assignment-Scavanger Hunt-March 2007'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/ShJUf100OWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zAiFaQ3ObbM/s72-c/DSC09176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-5265800819642075969</id><published>2009-05-18T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:25:18.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blog Assignment - Scavenger Hunt: My List...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neighbour&lt;br /&gt;unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHolwAuyiI/AAAAAAAAADA/jab1za__1Vc/s1600-h/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337302768651520546" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHolwAuyiI/AAAAAAAAADA/jab1za__1Vc/s320/mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHIslqXI/AAAAAAAAADI/2EgMdJW_b04/s1600-h/info.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337303342213605746" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHIslqXI/AAAAAAAAADI/2EgMdJW_b04/s200/info.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; information&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQU6fJXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gSajhlINA9I/s1600-h/twin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307898158458226" style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQU6fJXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gSajhlINA9I/s200/twin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; twin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning&lt;br /&gt;odd&lt;br /&gt;decadent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHGjz7TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ioyDviTJkIU/s1600-h/distance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337303341639920946" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHGjz7TI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ioyDviTJkIU/s200/distance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the distance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqRgmA0jI/AAAAAAAAADo/CvBjGrdac1k/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337304619938796082" style="WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqRgmA0jI/AAAAAAAAADo/CvBjGrdac1k/s200/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqR4RwghI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t-bwptOz_G4/s1600-h/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337304626296291858" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqR4RwghI/AAAAAAAAAD4/t-bwptOz_G4/s200/green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqRv9CZTI/AAAAAAAAADg/bcjG32VuKQI/s1600-h/entrance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337304624061900082" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqRv9CZTI/AAAAAAAAADg/bcjG32VuKQI/s200/entrance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHST-kSI/AAAAAAAAADY/T3_68daLMiM/s1600-h/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337303344794734882" style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHpHST-kSI/AAAAAAAAADY/T3_68daLMiM/s200/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cross&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunset&lt;br /&gt;leftovers&lt;br /&gt;different&lt;br /&gt;big things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqR4ssNrI/AAAAAAAAADw/d__1MZgZY7o/s1600-h/frozen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337304626409256626" style="WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHqR4ssNrI/AAAAAAAAADw/d__1MZgZY7o/s200/frozen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; frozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQGKFyJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YMW5ho1ElS4/s1600-h/line+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307894197373074" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQGKFyJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/YMW5ho1ElS4/s200/line+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; line up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQQqkhSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/h8m7kiY34sE/s1600-h/tube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307897017959714" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQQqkhSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/h8m7kiY34sE/s200/tube.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQWb9z8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/n49_V_nxRt8/s1600-h/bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307898567315394" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQWb9z8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/n49_V_nxRt8/s200/bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQtUS80I/AAAAAAAAAEg/H6u5K3Pn_SE/s1600-h/season.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337307904709161794" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHtQtUS80I/AAAAAAAAAEg/H6u5K3Pn_SE/s200/season.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in season&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-5265800819642075969?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/5265800819642075969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-assignment-scavenger-hunt-my-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5265800819642075969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5265800819642075969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-assignment-scavenger-hunt-my-list.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ShHolwAuyiI/AAAAAAAAADA/jab1za__1Vc/s72-c/mess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-5573992312965830725</id><published>2009-05-12T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:58:47.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scruff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SgpDyZQ7WoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y5pM6xX5c0M/s1600-h/3512403758_f01d9623882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335151241628179074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SgpDyZQ7WoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y5pM6xX5c0M/s320/3512403758_f01d9623882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My band´s  name is Scruff ,  its a Jazz band, it consist of 5 integrants, Earl Grayer as the main guitarist and also bass player, Jasper  Neumann as the saxophonist and trumpeter, Zavier Ashcroft  as the cellist, Davis Bartley as the Main pianist, and Cecil Bartley as a singer and violinist but all the integrants know how to play piano, of course some better than the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They met around two years ago, on Autumn at a small cafe on Ireland, each of them was there for different reasons, and they met by chance, Earl Grayer went to play to the stage, as it was free for anybody to go on, and the everybody else played with him since it was a well known song. They like how they worked together so they talked and talked, and desided to give it a try, so they kept playing for some time at that same cafe, and one god night a man heard them playing and offered to be their manager. Till the they been working together and now they have released their first album "More Respect Than He Exacts".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-5573992312965830725?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/5573992312965830725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/scruff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5573992312965830725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5573992312965830725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/scruff.html' title='Scruff'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SgpDyZQ7WoI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y5pM6xX5c0M/s72-c/3512403758_f01d9623882.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-2881774204826357633</id><published>2009-05-12T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:01:46.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SgpDuvvAEXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-xEVC2_sbJ4/s1600-h/blog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335151178940420466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SgpDuvvAEXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-xEVC2_sbJ4/s320/blog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my band is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Idźki Młynowskie &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and our latest CD is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;them were just napping. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our is made of 4 people, Dr. House in the guitar, Chuck Norris as the drummer, Spongebob squarepants as the bass, and me as the "teclado". We met each other when Chuck Norris made a party celebrating that he destroyed another city, I went there and met them. Dr. House is very difficult to manage, but because I see hi programs I managed to get well with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since these 2 persons and spongebob squarepants are part of the holly trinity, I decided to make anything more with them and suddenly we created theese band and its name by tapping random letters on the keyboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuck Norris gave us some of his abilities and that's why we all know how to play or do the things on the band so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were just napping while playing music on our dreams when we composed this CD, therefore it's its name and it's a great hit, because we play with Chuck Norri's magic and might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-2881774204826357633?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/2881774204826357633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-my-band-is-called-idzki-mynowskie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2881774204826357633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2881774204826357633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-my-band-is-called-idzki-mynowskie.html' title=''/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SgpDuvvAEXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-xEVC2_sbJ4/s72-c/blog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-5526795566824104764</id><published>2009-05-10T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:47:20.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SgcTDKOAK1I/AAAAAAAAACw/3R-RE973Fv8/s1600-h/cd+cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334253228647263058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SgcTDKOAK1I/AAAAAAAAACw/3R-RE973Fv8/s400/cd+cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok here is my band, HILT, and the album is &lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/40272.html"&gt;As we think, so we become.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the band consist in 3 members, Bob in the electric triangle, Billy in the Banjo and Bob (Brother of Bob) in the Bagpipes, they met at a store of comics looking for the new number of Batman and then for no reason they start a band. They start a rock/punk music band, for a rare reason there three instruments together make a very good music of rock style .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They start making music in the yards of people until they were kicked out by there respective owner, until one day  they were making music in the backyard of a famous represent tehy startd making real music, and not touching again the backyeards of the neighbors cause 20 restriction orders they input them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that day the band HILT started, the name was because they read it at cookie of fortune in a near chinese restaurant, and they didnt dare to fight against the will of the cookie of fortune because they said that the food was very intelligent, like them, so that the story of the band Hilt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-5526795566824104764?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/5526795566824104764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-here-is-my-band-hilt-and-album-is-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5526795566824104764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5526795566824104764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-here-is-my-band-hilt-and-album-is-as.html' title=''/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SgcTDKOAK1I/AAAAAAAAACw/3R-RE973Fv8/s72-c/cd+cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-6753411349830478591</id><published>2009-05-09T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:43:43.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SgZi8nRUrII/AAAAAAAAACo/pqUoxiLoFO4/s1600-h/it+has+to+be+us.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334059602140245122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SgZi8nRUrII/AAAAAAAAACo/pqUoxiLoFO4/s320/it+has+to+be+us.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;     My band's name is Llangwynidd. They are from Ottawa, Canada and appeared in the musical scene last year, but they gained international success until this year. Thir first single, "We Must Fall", of the album "It has to be us", was released in October 18th, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;     Llangwynidd is a pop/rock band with five members; Jacob Simpson in the vocals and bass guitar, Lorraine Smith in the drums, Jeremy Stanford and Molly Owen in the in the guitars, and Manuel DeRio in the keyboards. Their leader Jacob founded the band in 2007, playing in local bars and clubs in Ottawa, but in 2008 they got an agent and gained popularity and recorded their first demo. The producers were so impressed that they decided to launch the CD "It has to be us" to the market, and with "We Must Fall" they consolidated as a band. "We Must Fall" ended in the 11th place of the Billboard Magazine 100 hot songs of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;     Their actual and second single is "Ironies" and is nominated in the best video category of the MTV Video Music Award 2009. This song was released on April 26th, 2009, and will be proceded by the song "Moon Is Unreachable" which will be released in May 15th. An interview with drummer Lorraine Smith, she declared: "We are very excited with the nomination since it has been a lot of hard work. Our plans now are to release the new single and start to plan the new CD that we hope to be ready by December".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-6753411349830478591?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6753411349830478591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bands-name-is-llangwynidd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6753411349830478591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6753411349830478591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-bands-name-is-llangwynidd.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SgZi8nRUrII/AAAAAAAAACo/pqUoxiLoFO4/s72-c/it+has+to+be+us.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1909830114475656101</id><published>2009-05-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:03:16.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd partial-Assignment #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sgc5kdgdlxI/AAAAAAAAADM/xWmFgFMaR20/s1600-h/caratula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334295582202500882" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sgc5kdgdlxI/AAAAAAAAADM/xWmFgFMaR20/s320/caratula.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my band. It's name is Penny &amp;amp; Her Pals and it's a girl band. Their debut cd, Itself Another Form of Duty released in July 20, 2006, send them straight to fame. Right now they are an internationally known band with millions of fans.&lt;br /&gt;Penny is the vocalist and sometimes guitarist,  Yuuki is the lead guitarist, Hannah plays the bass, and Betty plays the drums. They are all childhood friends and got inspired to make a band by seeing japanese girl bands. They all are from England but from London and Liverpool. They met when the parents of Yuuki and Betty moved to London. Ironically, they all lived in the same street and went to the same school. They play punk/rock/country funny lot. They first started playing in some friends parties and school events. Then, they started playing in bars and clubs. After they finally got an agent, they started playing in concerts, starting them for some other bands. After many concerts and new friends, they finally launched their cd Itself Another Form of Duty in July 20, 2006 and made to the Top 10 Best Newbie's and their song Always Going On got nominated in the MTV and CMT Awards 2006. After that, they skyrocketed to the top of the charts.&lt;br /&gt;Right now they are in the international tour of their newest album Never Gonna Stop Us. They will go all over the world, from USA, to Japan. They have been making their concerts with a lot of the accompanying of their fans, making some of them sing with them on the stage. It is said that they might may play for their Queen, which is quite a feature for such a young band. Let's hope that they will continue entertaining us with their music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1909830114475656101?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1909830114475656101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-partial-assignment-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1909830114475656101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1909830114475656101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/05/3rd-partial-assignment-2.html' title='3rd partial-Assignment #2'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sgc5kdgdlxI/AAAAAAAAADM/xWmFgFMaR20/s72-c/caratula.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-2684174710114203521</id><published>2009-04-24T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:51:17.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Partial-Assignment 1</title><content type='html'>1. Movies and books often talk about the value of loyalty and friendship. Write about a time in your life when friendship proved to be of great value and importance to you.&lt;br /&gt;2. People often say, "Don't judge a book by its cover." Describe a time when you misjudged someone solely on his or her appearance or when someone misjudged you.-Marco Ross&lt;br /&gt;3. Sometimes lies can have serious consequences. Describe a time in your life when a lie had a serious consequence for you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Parents are our first and most important teachers. Describe a time when you learned a valuable lesson from one of your parents.-Daniel Lopez&lt;br /&gt;5. Many writers have dealt with the theme of a character losing control and going beyond reason. Describe a time in your life when you lost control, and tell why.&lt;br /&gt;6. Some of our richest experiences take place when we travel. Tell about a memorable experience you had when you were traveling.-Iliana Wong&lt;br /&gt;7. Animals can sometimes seem remarkably human. Describe an experience with an animal that acted in a very human way.-Cesar Leyva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-2684174710114203521?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/2684174710114203521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-partial-assignment-1.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2684174710114203521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2684174710114203521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/04/3rd-partial-assignment-1.html' title='3rd Partial-Assignment 1'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7263818262671042444</id><published>2009-03-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:42:53.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kardian Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/Schftm7EdaI/AAAAAAAAACY/qHpWW6e-wU0/s1600-h/3360677549_289e95832b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316604597257926050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/Schftm7EdaI/AAAAAAAAACY/qHpWW6e-wU0/s400/3360677549_289e95832b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     The tale I’m about to tell you, Its a tale about a town, the town of Kardia to be precise, of how it was on at its peak, how it got to its ruin, and how it became again a land of prosperity; but, even more important, who where the ones that took part on the succession of these events that Kardia….what we know now….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1 The Begging of the Curse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Kardia was a beautiful place, it had many things to it, to the West Kardia had the “ Yule mountains” covered with snow all the year, to the East there were the “ Ostara plains” and the border to “Imbolc Lake”, to the South it had the “Litha beach” that became the “Beltane sea”, and finally, to the North the “ Laughhnassad Forest” that lead to a double path to the East the “Mabon Woodland” and to the West….the “Samh&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/Schjw6PfLaI/AAAAAAAAACg/el2U-DCd17c/s1600-h/3367289225_896db0cb55_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609052029955490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/Schjw6PfLaI/AAAAAAAAACg/el2U-DCd17c/s320/3367289225_896db0cb55_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ain Woods”.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxOk_xeI/AAAAAAAAACo/EROyEv562r0/s1600-h/3367620036_9b8c6b43d0_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609057488881122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxOk_xeI/AAAAAAAAACo/EROyEv562r0/s320/3367620036_9b8c6b43d0_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxDR4fNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VDpB-CuUQfA/s1600-h/3363831410_3c31d45c3c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609054455921874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxDR4fNI/AAAAAAAAAC4/VDpB-CuUQfA/s320/3363831410_3c31d45c3c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxPhsepI/AAAAAAAAACw/hvPAtN8Z4Cs/s1600-h/3362281153_10a63f5d8c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609057743469202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxPhsepI/AAAAAAAAACw/hvPAtN8Z4Cs/s320/3362281153_10a63f5d8c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxR6GlGI/AAAAAAAAADA/AvgZYnGzwlU/s1600-h/3355605106_d1337517db_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316609058382713954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SchjxR6GlGI/AAAAAAAAADA/AvgZYnGzwlU/s320/3355605106_d1337517db_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     The variety of places made Kardia the habitat of different animals and plants, making it colorful and lively all the year, it was a peaceful town, people lived with out problems nor worries, everything was perfect in Kardia……yeah, right……that was just the bright side of Kardia, now to the origin of its downfall ….    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As many other places, Kardia had different buildings, a church, a school, a town hall, a square, a hospital, a library, a pub, an Inn, and many other things such as a blacksmith and the other kind of manual jobs, but, it also have an orphanage, a small one to that, that’s were our attention focus….you see, there was this small kid that got to the orphanage after his parents were killed by a thief…..right in front of his eyes…        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Kardia didn´t have many visitors, so thief weren’t common…but they weren’t  exempt of it either….so, this little kid, ” Camus”, was his name, he  always out casted from other kids, and was really quiet, he stayed with many families but they just sent him back, for what the foster parents said, he just read and read, he always went to the library on his free time, only that, he didn´t showed any kind of emotion, well, except for a little puppy,  when around the puppy, his eyes shined with happiness like those of a normal child, he took care of him,  he seemed to be the only friend that the kid had made and it was fine with his caretakers….not taking action to it….was their first mistake...     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     He was always bullied by some older kids, but he just stared at them with boredom and what seemed to be despise, they would eventually get either tired, bored, or pissed at his lack of reaction and leave him alone, and just like that, one day, someone took him to the limit, they insulted him and thrown things at him and as usual they got the same reaction, but, one of them, the most troublemaker of them and also the older, graved his puppy, and started attacking him with a rock…it was cloudy and cold that day….    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Camus tried to stop him, but seeing him react only fueled his actions, then he commanded some of the kids to hold Camus, he pleaded for him to leave the puppy, and he did….but to Camus shock….the puppy was already dead, the shock made his legs give up and he fell on his knees, shock, hurt and disbelief on his face,…..that….was their second mistake…..    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     They tried to tell him that it was just a joke, that he could get another puppy…..but he didn’t listened to them…. he didn’t moved at all…it started raining and only after some droplets of water had fallen on him, he stood up, cleaned his dry tears with his old shirt and made his way to the orphanage, stoic as ever, the kids looked at him, some with concern, others with pity, and one of them with anger because he seemed unaffected again, so he tackled Camus and started punching him, he didn’t got anything from him, the care takers scolded him and took Camus to the infirmary….that was their third mistake…    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;     There he found books, many medical books containing information about the body, plants and herbs....some days after that incident and discovery, Camus went to check the books almost every day making the excuse that he felt ill…..then…after what seemed to be 3 weeks, the older kid, the troublemaker, went missing….the caretakers searched for him every where and he was not to be found, until they checked the Ostara fields, there laid on the grass was his cold dead body, with some weird liquid running down from his lips, he was poisoned, or so it seemed.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     No one ever knew or got suspicion of who had been, but…. the worst doesn’t ends here, it only gets worse when Camus found…..” The Book”….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7263818262671042444?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7263818262671042444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/kardian-tale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7263818262671042444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7263818262671042444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/kardian-tale.html' title='A Kardian Tale'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/Schftm7EdaI/AAAAAAAAACY/qHpWW6e-wU0/s72-c/3360677549_289e95832b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1987282228366709723</id><published>2009-03-23T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:59:05.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie and his amphibious angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316601224653067778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SchcpS_aVgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j6kvLHZyPxw/s320/3372420891_29ae5a1592_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the house of the Hawaiian multimillionaire named Charlie Monopolio. It is said that he bought this home in order to escape from the police of Europe and his 3 "angels" who are constantly searching for him because they are no more obeying his orders. This is an impenetrable fortress even though it appears as a vulnerable house were anyone could inrupt, but that's why he contructed it this way, in order for enemies to get confidence and, therefore, they get a great surprise. What happened here was that Charlie made multiple murders, accused of monopolio in "the angels" company, and fraud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The 3 angels finally found this headquarter where Charlie lives and decided to attack him and get him prisioner to the justice. When the angels put the first step on Charlie's property the house turned into a fortress where alarms and lights were in all places, the angels had to fought agains the guards, one by one the guards were beaten. When Charlie saw this, he went inside the safetiest place of this home and threw them the assassin robots. The angels used their kung fu in order to dodge their attacks, but they weren't strong enough and called for reinforcements, suddenly, an elicopter appeared and threw some capsules, that apparently contained liwuid nitrogen. The angels used them to weaken the robots and destroy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Charlie seemed to be cornered, but he had a smile of confidense, because his face was always covered by the shadows no one had ever seen his entire face but his mouth. "Bravo! You have deffeated my guards and robots, I seemed to be cornered by you", Charlie said, "But I'm not, you are cornered by my special trained ninjas, a specie you hadn't ever seen, I'm talking of my special bodyguards: the TMNT (Teenage Mutant Ninjas Turtles)" Charlie said with proud and fearless. The angels were astonished by that coment seeing how They appeared from a platform from under the fortress, they were 4, therefore this mutant ninjas were more than the angels and the surrounded them. Charlie asked Leonardo to back him for extra protection, and ordered Raphael, Michaelangelo and Donatello to attack the angels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316606551555639810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SchhfXP9CgI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dk4KZY7G5ws/s320/3373290920_f4fc589a3b_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The angels fought haardly against these teenage mutant ninja turtles, but they were to strong and agile, their shells protected them from huge impacts so they had the advantage, on top of that they were better armed than the angels. One of the angels notices the glowing eyes of the turtles and deduced that they were being controlled by some kind of device, so she start to search for it while battling, finally she found it on the neck of each turtle and communicated it to the other 2 angels. The turtles were commanded to kill them and they pusshed them to the water, were they obviously had the advantage. Raphael sliced one to death with his scythes, so he went to help michaelangelo, who had some troubles with the angel who got a sword, because his weapon is the nunchucks, both of them harmed the second angel when she tried to go to the surface to breathe, buth the thirth angel saved her with a special attack when she spins, so they got to the surface. the second angel was very wounded and wasn't going to survive, the thirth one knew how to deactivate the lasers by electrocutate them, but needed the turtles to stay underwater, th second angel volunteers to fight underater with them and die there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;When the three turtles were underwater trying to kill the second angel, the thirth one used a cable to pass the electricity through the water, that way putting unconscious the turtles and killing the other angel. Charlie gave Leonardo a signal and he went to slice into half the thirth angel using his two katanas. Charlie thought he had won, but the TMNT went out of the water and they eyes were not glowing any more, apparently the devices were burned with the electricity, Michaelangelo, Donatello and Raphael managed to get Leonardo still, and deactivated the device too. Charlie tried to escpae knowing that the turtles would want vengeance, but they managed to get him, they were really good turtles and got him prisioner to justice and gave him to the authorities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At the end, all the angels died, but their goal was accomplished by the TMNT, so their deaths weren't in vain. Charlie was condemned to 900 years of jail and all his fortune went to the charity. The TMNT returned to New York and they kept living on the undeerground network with splinter. The TMNT happily ate pizza all nights after that .&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/8127502252406904409-1987282228366709723?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1987282228366709723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-house-of-hawaiian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1987282228366709723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1987282228366709723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-house-of-hawaiian.html' title='Charlie and his amphibious angels'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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/_EHNTcE3bDrA/SchcpS_aVgI/AAAAAAAAAAU/j6kvLHZyPxw/s72-c/3372420891_29ae5a1592_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7255645473609918723</id><published>2009-03-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:54:05.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Princess Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sccj4R3V8OI/AAAAAAAAADE/948AuyhcVXQ/s1600-h/3357123274_ff76e82155_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316257334909333730" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sccj4R3V8OI/AAAAAAAAADE/948AuyhcVXQ/s320/3357123274_ff76e82155_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SccjRbmn0OI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DFcxyzTxKGo/s1600-h/3357123274_ff76e82155_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SccjRWoIf8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/72oXExGQygs/s1600-h/3369588377_a6fc23513e_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316256666172817346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SccjRWoIf8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/72oXExGQygs/s320/3369588377_a6fc23513e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SccTipqkk9I/AAAAAAAAACE/khD2BEOK_-E/s1600-h/3363915551_fc63aa5d9d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316239371155051474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SccTipqkk9I/AAAAAAAAACE/khD2BEOK_-E/s320/3363915551_fc63aa5d9d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was like everyday. The little princess woke up, people got her dressed up and she ate breakfast. Then she got her hair, brushed, her teeth brushed and got cleaned up. Next she would have to go to the morning meetings with her parents and brothers. After that, she could hae a little walk in the mansion, which is what she was doing. She was getting really bored of this routine and she was only 5 years old! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After walking a little while, she saw a little object hanging from a tree's branch near a wall. It had the form of a doll. She got curious so she got closer to it to get a better view. It was the first time she had seen something like that. She wondered what it was and decided she would take it and ask one of the maids what it was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The little princess was about to take it when she suddenly heard a voice from the other side of the wall. She got startled and fell down. It sounded like a woman. She looked up and saw a girl climbing up the wall. She looked like her brothers' age; maybe a little smaller. She also looked nervious, maybe because she was climbing the wall of her house. She called her and the woman fell down. Scared, the little princess went to her and asked her if she was alright. She got up and said yes with a little smile. Since there wasn't anyone around, she asked the lady if she could come with her. She looked a little nervious but decided to follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once they were in the little princess room, she asked what was the object in the tree. She said it was her keychain. She had been flinging it around in her finger when it suddenly went off her finger and onto the tree on the other side of the wall. The lady was unsure of whether she should go for it or leave it there, since it went inside the mansion of the little princess and she was in a hurry to school. She decided she would get it and tried to be careful not to be found, until the little princess caught her. After that, she explained what a keychain was because she could see the face of confusion in the princess face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After chatting for a while (the lady decided to skip school), they heard someone coming in their direction looking for the princess. Worried, she told the lady to hide in her closet. Closing the door just in time, she saw her biggest brother opening the door. He looked suspiciously at his sister. Normally she wouldn't even touch her closet door since her maids did everything. He casually asked what she was doing. She said she was looking for something. He asked if he could help her. She said he didn't need to bother with such things. He got closer to her and started to look around her room, when he suddenly opened her closet and found...nothing. The sister asked what he was looking for. Stranged, the brother said nothing and went outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The little princess waited until her brother was gone when she opened the closet and found the girl there. She asked how she made it to disappear. She smiled and said it was a secret. With that, she looked and her watch and saw it was getting late. She told the princess she had to go, but one day maybe she could come visit again. Happy with that, the princess helped her get back to the wall. Before she climbed the wall, she climbed the wall and gave the princess her keychain. She said it was going to be their secret, said good bye and climbed the wall. The princess stayed there for a while trying to remember the lady, when a maid called for her and told her it was time for lunch. The princess went to the maid and followed her. She started to remember this day which changed her boring routine, wishing for the next time she would meet the lady again to come fast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7255645473609918723?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7255645473609918723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-princess-special-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7255645473609918723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7255645473609918723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-princess-special-day.html' title='The Little Princess Special Day'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/Sccj4R3V8OI/AAAAAAAAADE/948AuyhcVXQ/s72-c/3357123274_ff76e82155_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-9069370758672653179</id><published>2009-03-22T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:30:12.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Last Resort For Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316203980960557538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ScbzWq6r6eI/AAAAAAAAACY/i08Xip5i6bs/s320/3372562410_fa1291066d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      In a far away village, hidden between tall mountains and deep valleys, guarded by the tall trees and the mist; there were two families, the Yues and the Guis. The Yues were wealth and important, half of the village belonged to them. The Guis were not really poor, but they still had to work for the Yues family. Both families had a heir. Nicholas Yue was a 17 years old man who wasn't as shallow as hius sister Rossy or his parents, he was more concerend about the poor people in the town and he tried to help them each time he could, he lived in a huge house at the tip of a a hill. Josephine Gui was a 17 years old girl whose parents, grandparents, and greatgrandaparents had been working for the Yues, and unforetunately, it was her turn to serve at the Yue House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Once, Josephine was walking to the local market to buy the groceries for the week; she was just about to cross the street when a young man in a chariot passed in front of her almost runnning over her. Josephine followed the chariot, finding that the man was Nicholas. Angry as never in her life, Josephine yelled to Nicholas, but he just turn around and ignored her. Josephine, grabed his arm and slaped his face. Nicholas got mad as Josephine and yelled at her too. Between the noise and screams interchange, and after a long "chat", both were very tired and decided to make the peace. Nicholas invited her to dinner at his house, and she accepted without thinking it twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      When they were together, they begun to know each other, and a relationship started. Each day, both went to the clear in the middle of the forest to talk and other things. When day, Rossy, Nicholas's sister frollowed him, discovering ther romance, and as the good sisiter she is, went running to her house to warn their parents. When Mr. Yue heard the news, he wasn't pleased at all, so he fired Josephine's father. Nicholas very angry went to Josephine's house to kidnap her so they could be alone. Just when she rode Nicholas's horse, Mr. Gui entered and saw her escaping. Very worried Mr. Gui told the bad news to Mr. Yue, who hired a detective to look for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      The detective found them living in a small hut at the north of a near town. A friend of Josephine, Richard, who knew were they were, went to the town to warn them. They run away and looked for a witch who could cover their tracks, so they won't be found. The witch told the couple about an underground river which can take them to a far away land, and in the case they could be found she gave them bottles with a potion that can help them to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;      The couple went to the cave were the river started. The cave was covered by gemstones and the water was deep green. They ride a boat and begun floating in the water, carried by the tide. The detective had informed the Yues and the Guis about their hut and sent a big number of cops to take them back. When they arrived it was late, but they still could contact the witch, who betrayed the couple and revealed their ubbication. When they were midway to the far land; they heard the cops approaching and the screams of Nicholas's father. Desperate, both drank the potions which transformed them into birds who will live forever as far as they love each other till the end of the times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316203986894485826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ScbzXBBceUI/AAAAAAAAACg/d6POBtachoo/s320/harrier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-9069370758672653179?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/9069370758672653179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-resort-for-love-in-far-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/9069370758672653179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/9069370758672653179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-resort-for-love-in-far-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/ScbzWq6r6eI/AAAAAAAAACY/i08Xip5i6bs/s72-c/3372562410_fa1291066d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1006581118151261112</id><published>2009-03-22T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:05:22.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain of hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScalnNHhc0I/AAAAAAAAABw/JjLYitvccuI/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316118503112143682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScalnNHhc0I/AAAAAAAAABw/JjLYitvccuI/s400/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;" When hate becomes your sword, its a double edge sword, cause it will destroy to your enemies, but it will also destroy those who you where trying to protect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScaM2UK1DSI/AAAAAAAAABg/qzwGpC-Bn5w/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316091274912402722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScaM2UK1DSI/AAAAAAAAABg/qzwGpC-Bn5w/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; all started when the sakura was at the point of blossom again, I was trying to understand who did all happen, why to me, why to them. Why ? My mind couldnt believe all that had happened, my house, my father my mother, all was getting destroyed in a sea of flames and a guy in black coat laughing seeing all the destruction. And when I get up injured, I was alone, throw in the floor seeing the sakura tree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decide that I will go to look for the one that do that to my house, I will found him, in this life or in the other. . . And so my journey start, I pass through all type of places, asking for the man of the black coat, in the time of my journey my hate was growing, stronger and bigger , so when the day that I could find the man of the black coat, he will suffer the same way he make me suffer, I will make him feel the same way I feel when all the people I love die in that sea of flames.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trough my journey I gained knowledge of all the towns that men was so I pass through one of them , and when I pass through a little town and in there I see her a girl as beauty as the full moon, her hair was of black color , and her eyes were of a rare violet, she was dressed as a maid of the inn, when I see her at first time I didnt knew what would happen, she ask me to go near her, I couldnt say no, so I go near her, she invite me to the inn, I accept the invitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we talk she offered me a sword, she said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This is a gift, that the Goddess of revenge accompany you in your journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScabybToVtI/AAAAAAAAABo/jhP5sSTY4QY/s1600-h/3358312483_d5c6f343c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316107700783306450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScabybToVtI/AAAAAAAAABo/jhP5sSTY4QY/s400/3358312483_d5c6f343c4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Later I discovered that having violet eyes was a signal that she was working for the Goddess of revenge. In the forest of the thousands sins I saw the gift, a sword, it seems clear but when I saw it it was really clouded, and it become black as charcoal, but I could read something in the blade. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" IF YOU WANT TO KILL HIM, BE SURE THAT YOUR HATRED BECOME STRONGER "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since that moment, everyone that pass through the forest, kill him, my hatred become stronger, and stronger, 6 months had passed since I start looking for him, but at the last, I knew where to find him, he live in where all started, he put his house in the place where he burn my family and all, so I go there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I see him he was more old, as if time had make him more damage than to any human, when he open his eyes, I saw, he had no eyes. . . and he said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Whats up, did you come for revenge or only to finish that pact ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-What pact? I didnt make any pact. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Sure you did, that sword you are carrying, is black as charcoal, I cant see it, but you must know, that sword will kill me, but you know . . . what will happen to you if you kill me with that sword ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- I dont care anymore !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cut his head with the sword, his head fall in dry to the floor, but then I understand, I did a pact, a pact with the Goddes of revenge, she do her part but what will happen to me ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- You must repay with eternal hell. The girl of the violet eyes was there but this time she had a sword, she stab me and I get unconcious. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I open my eyes I see a path of stones a path that I couldnt see and end, at my side it was the man of the black coat , but he was seeing younger and he also had a lot of chains with him, and he said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- This is the way to the gates of Rodin, or the other name will be, the gates of Hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Why Im here, I did justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Sure you did, but tell me do you see those chains around you. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was right , my whole body was with chains , more than him , I couldnt move any part of my body. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You will never pass this point, demons will come and torture you, but you will never be able to enter the hell, you will suffer forever, for your sins against all , those are the chain of hatred, you commit a lot of crimes in order to kill me, but in the end you get the worst part. . .  you are more evil than what I was. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He start walking, and now I was alone, alone with the chains of the hatred. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1006581118151261112?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1006581118151261112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/chain-of-hatred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1006581118151261112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1006581118151261112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/chain-of-hatred.html' title='Chain of hatred'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/ScalnNHhc0I/AAAAAAAAABw/JjLYitvccuI/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-6692261416335089187</id><published>2009-03-16T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:36:21.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Partial Blog Assignment: How to complete a homework assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Brainstorm: homework, work, disponibility, patience, goals, school, good grades, planning of the task &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In order to complete a homework assignment, you must first want to make it or complete this task for a specific goal, like having a good grade. &lt;strong&gt;In this essay I'll talk what you can do or need to have present in order to complete this assignment&lt;/strong&gt;. As I'd already written on the brainstorm, what you need to have is disponibility, patience, to hace goals, and to think on how to plan this assignment. This means that you need to do a lot of work and know some useful tips for it being easier. These tips are difficult too learn by ourselves and are, for example, to divide a huge assignment into small ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     To complete a homework assignment, whick usually are very long or difficult, you need to have a lot of patience and to know very well whick are your goals, after that the planning comes. If the homework is very difficult or you can't resolve it, it is good to check your precious notes to see some examples or theory. You could also ask for help, but remember that the homework is for you to practice, so you should be the one doing it. It is extremely important to do these assignments in order to have some good grades and for us to learn more about things by practice, that's why there are some techniques in order to make them easier, like dividing a huge assignment into several easier assignments in order to complete it and have less lazyness. Lazyness is our worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After planning how to do the assignment, the difficult part of it starts, the action of doing it. As I said, lazyness is our worst enemy and needs to be battled only by ourselves, by doing this small tasks in order to complete the homework it is easier to evade it. You have to have enough time to complete this homework, if not then you are not going to finish it, that's why it is better if you start the homework as sooner as possible. It is impossible to finish a project from one day to another, so time management must be ideal for completing it. Also if you have a greater manage of the class from were the homework is, then the homework will be easier to you, so paying attention to the class is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     In conclusion, to complete a homework assignment in a good way, wat you need is to have patience, time, tips, between other things. You have to have a clear goal in mind in order to be inspired to complete the assignment, if not then you are not going to be motivated enough to continue doing the homework. If you continue following this instructions you should complete this homework assignment without problems. It is needed a special place where you can do this homework without interruptions. There are many other tips or techniques that you can use, but it is up to you to create them or learn them in other places, because they're a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-6692261416335089187?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6692261416335089187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-partial-blog-assignment-how-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6692261416335089187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6692261416335089187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-partial-blog-assignment-how-to.html' title='2nd Partial Blog Assignment: How to complete a homework assignment'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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-8127502252406904409.post-7541858303087064479</id><published>2009-03-16T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:35:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Assignment #2-How to get in a teacher's good side</title><content type='html'>Brainstorm&lt;br /&gt;teacher, favors, homework, works, chats, participation, attention, help, attitude, appearance, impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally, if you are asked how you imagine a person in a teacher's good side. Most of the time we could imagine a nerdy person but, it isn't always like that. If you make the correct moves, even you can get in a teacher's good side. To get in a teacher's good side it takes time, a lot of determination and sometimes good acting. So, &lt;strong&gt;I'll tell you the steps to get in a teacher's good side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the first day of class is the begginning of all. You need to look as good as possible, and I don't mean only by the appearance. You have look happy, enthusiastic; don't give a look of indifference or like you don't like the class. Avoid talking while the teacher is presenting himself or herself. If you sit in the front, it will be better, but that is only if you want. Once you do this, you might have catched the teacher's attention. Then, the next day, take notes of what the teacher says. If the teacher asks questions, participate as much as possible, even if you have to look directly at the book for the answer. With this, the teacher will see that you pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;After some time passes, the teacher should be quite good with you. Next, we will start chatting with the teacher. Like this, the teacher will see, that you are a good and hard working student (if you really are, if you're acting, you're GOOD). You can also do some favors to the teacher, or help him or her in whatever you can. The point here is that you can get even more points from the teacher. You have to also finish your class works and bring correctly the homework (or copy from the nerdy one of the class, whichever is more easy for you). With all of these done, you should be completely in the teacher's good side. We only have to see how it goes in the exams.&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, by being or acting like the good student, you can get in a teacher's good side. You can get some benefits, even though they might be like nothing. You could even get certain chances but, don't think that by doing these, school will be easier for you. These steps are only so you can get along with the teacher and so the class can be easier for you, but it is better to achieve your grades and everything by your own hardwork. Anyways, with these steps, I can tell you that you will easily get in the teacher's good side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Teacher, I tried indenting but I couldn't for some strange reason so don't get some points off please xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7541858303087064479?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7541858303087064479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-assignment-2-how-to-get-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7541858303087064479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7541858303087064479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-assignment-2-how-to-get-in.html' title='Blog Assignment #2-How to get in a teacher&apos;s good side'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1509133078784868091</id><published>2009-03-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:11:39.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Partial Blog Assignment #2</title><content type='html'>How to make brownies?&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Brainstorm&lt;br /&gt;Brownies, milk, cake, oven, tray, cream, cream cheese, cheese, chocolate, chocolate chips, butter, eggs, sugar, bread, desserts, cups, coffe, almonds, spatula, lumps, mixer, bowl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Have you ever been in need of making something because family and/or friends are coming over?, or you’re going to their place and don’t want to go empty handed?, well, here &lt;strong&gt;I´ll explain the processes to a easy to make and delicious dessert, the brownies&lt;/strong&gt;, but I don’t mean brownies like ones sold at the store, this are different. To make the brownies, first you need to gather the next materials: 1 box of chocolate flavor flour, 1 ½ cups of water or milk, 4 eggs, 2 bars of cream cheese, ½ cup of sugar, vegetable lard or baking spray,  sliced almond,  chocolate chips, 1 tray or baking pan, 2 medium bowls,  a mixer, a spoon and a spatula.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     First turn on  the oven for preheating, leave it at 360°C like for 20 minutes, in the mean time you can start making the mix, now take one of the bowls, the mixer, 2 eggs, the sugar and cream cheese; put the cream cheese into the bowl, pour the eggs and the sugar and start mixing it  carefully until it has a creamy consistency, try it to make sure it has the right quantity of sugar, if not, you can add more sugar, make sure that the mix doesn’t have lumps of sugar and then leave the cream mix there, we wont need it until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now, take the other bowl, the clean one, and put the flour into it, pour the rest of the eggs and the milk/water, use the mixer, it doesn’t matter if you didn’t cleaned it since the final mix will have cream on it, so it will eventually be on the mix, but don’t pour any  cream from the first bowl into the second mix  yet, now putting that matter apart start mixing everything carefully  and again, make sure that you dont leave any lums of mix because it will cause the final pruduc to not get as good as it could get.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Now that we have the chocolate mix, pour it onto the tray which you need to make sure its covered with a thin layer of vegetable lard or baking spray for it to not stick to the tray, now that the mix its spread on the tray, grab the bowl with the cream and grab a spoon of it and pour it onto the tray, repeat this so that the brown from the chocolate on the tray haves cream spots on it on a dotted pattern;  now you put the sliced almonds and chocolate chips as you like and you can grab a knife and move it on a wave pattern to give presentation to it and spread the cream, almonds and chocolates  a bit, but that’s optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     With the final mix on the tray you just need to place the tray on the already preheated oven, leave it at 180°C for 40 minutes and your brownies would be ready, just take them out and wait for them to cool down and you may cut them and serve them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1509133078784868091?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1509133078784868091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-partial-blog-assignment-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1509133078784868091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1509133078784868091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-partial-blog-assignment-2.html' title='2nd Partial Blog Assignment #2'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-3250639894319585128</id><published>2009-03-16T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:42:50.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonorasteak.com/_images/layout/puntas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://www.sonorasteak.com/_images/layout/puntas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How to cook "puntas al albañil&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you like beef, but flavored with onions, peppers and more, follow the next steps.&lt;/strong&gt; The "puntas al albañil" are very easy to do and quickly. The ingredients are founf anywhere and they're not very expensive. The ingredients are the next ones: 2 steaks, 1/4 of bacon, 1 onion, 4 or 5 green peppers, a clove of garlic, 1/2 tea spoon of ground black pepper, salt at choice, english sauce (if you don't have, you can use common soy sauce), and cooking oil (preferently olive oil). Follow the next steps to prepare the dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;First, take a pan and let it heat for 2 minutes. Put the oil and extend it through the pan. Put the steak on a dish and add as much salt as you want on both sides. Put the meat to roast at low flame. When the meat begins to look brownish put it apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Next, dice the onion, the garlic clove, and the green peppers in very tiny pieces. Put them in the pan with little oil. Wait until the onion goes thin and yellowish and begin dicing the bacon. Put all together and add the black pepper. Add the english or soy sauce to the ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;At last, cut in strips the previously roasted steaks. Add the strips to the bacon and the sautéed vegetables and put on more sauce. Cover the&lt;/span&gt; pan with a big dish or a top in order for the plate to absorb the flavors. Wait from two to five minutes so don't let the meat to overdone. Put the finished plate in a saucer and complement the beef with a garnish of rice or mashed potatoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-3250639894319585128?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/3250639894319585128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-cook-puntas-al-albanil-if-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3250639894319585128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3250639894319585128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-cook-puntas-al-albanil-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1424278651416305215</id><published>2009-03-16T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:25:41.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PROCESS ESSAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;       Well im going to explain how to prepare rice a la Ross. In order to make rice a la Ross we need the following things : 2 frying pans, a fork, a knife with a lot of edge, a cereal plate, oil and a normal plate. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the ingredients we need: rice all ready prepared, 2eggs,  2 carrots washed and peeled 2 pumpkin , soy sauce , oregan and other species at your own.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you got all the ingredients and the stuff you can start wih the preparation of all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    The first step is to put the frying pan in the oven, but dont turn the flame now, you must prepare the eggs , for this you must break them and then start spinning them with a fork in a dish for cereal, spinned until the egg get a total semi homogeneus look, then put the flame on high and then when the temperature is correct put the egg and wait until it gets cooked, once it cooked correctly put of the frying pan and continue with the next step.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;     For the next step you must get a knife with a lot of edge, and start cutting the cabage and the carrots   when you cut them try to cut them again and again until they get very little, this is for making tha flavor more easy to be feeled when you eat them wi th the rice and get a better look so, next step is to put them in the frying pan until they get fry enough, when you do that next step is to put the rice and the egg and start mixing them in the frying pan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Finally you have to put the soy sauce and the species , cause the heat in the frying pan will make soy sauce evaporate you can put something to cover up and mantain more flavor but that is at the taste of anyone, and then for the final step you can eat the rice with a fork, or a spoon i dont know what you use,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1424278651416305215?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1424278651416305215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/process-essay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1424278651416305215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1424278651416305215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/process-essay.html' title='PROCESS ESSAY'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-6037930331935417694</id><published>2009-03-08T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:28:02.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire (Blog assignment #1)</title><content type='html'>7. In one exchange of dialogue in the film during the interrogation of Jamal, the police inspectors discuss the&lt;br /&gt;impossibility of what Jamal knows.&lt;br /&gt;Police Inspector: Doctors... Lawyers... never get past 60 thousand rupees. He's on 6 million. [pause]&lt;br /&gt;Police Inspector: What can our slumdog possibly know?&lt;br /&gt;Jamal Malik: [quietly] The answers.&lt;br /&gt;Discuss the irony in the film that Jamal “knows too much” and is suspected of cheating. Discuss the irony that in the end, his poverty may make him rich. What point is the film making? What is real wealth?&lt;br /&gt;It's because of the consecuences of his life he knew the answers. The irony is that, like, since his life had been of a hard childhood, all of that experience was helpful in the end to make him rich, to know the answers, the karma came back to him, a little late. The point is that no matter what hardships you go through, in the end, you will be repayed depending of how you overcame the hardships. Real wealth is knowledge, loving the person you like and that person loving you back, that is real rich, because moeny is just something material that might be lost easily, while the others can't be lossed, or at least not so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The game show format brings into to focus the culture of meaningless competition. What does the spectacle of the game say about what people value today? What values does the media promote? Are they humanizing values?&lt;br /&gt;The media promotes money, beauty, looks, fashion. This are not humanizing values because they are just superficial values; the imprtant ones are respect, responsability, tolerance, and many more, which help the world be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Greed, corruption and the misuse of power are highlighted in the film through a variety of characters. How are those who have money and power glamorized in this film? What happens to the victims?&lt;br /&gt;The people with money are most of them seen as corrupted people, like the mafia or Maman; they are seen as powerful people, most of the time untouchable. Maman took kids, took advantage of them and made them beg for money. Once they learned the song he teached them, he would burn their eyes, because a blind singer got more money. The mafia man let Salim be with him, so he took Latika with him, and Latika was forced to be with the mafia man, and she had almost no liberty with him. When Salim betrayed him, he killed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Describe how loss, chance, luck, suffering, and street smarts are also characters behind the scenes. The film explores gain and loss side by side. Triumphs are tempered with loss. Where do you see this evident?&lt;br /&gt;Jamal's childhood was of poverty, when he grows up he becomes rich. Salim after working with the mafia got rich and had power, but later is killed for all his bad deeds. Latika always gave herself away to help Jamal, in the end she is able to be with him. Maman takes kids to take advantage of them, he ends up killed by Salim. Many of Jamal's answers were because of bad experiences in his life, like when his mom was killed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-6037930331935417694?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6037930331935417694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire-blog-assignment-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6037930331935417694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6037930331935417694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire-blog-assignment-1.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire (Blog assignment #1)'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7692136288052024429</id><published>2009-03-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T21:34:35.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Compare and contrast three pivotal choices or decisions made by Jamal and Salim. How does their choices affect their respective life or "destinies"?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decision 1- Salim kept Jamal trapped on the bathroom making him impossible to go out and see the famous person. Jamal  has to go out through under the bathroom and dive into the "shit" of all the people. If Salim hadn't trapped him on the bathroom, Jamal wouldn't had had the famous guy autograph, and therefore, maybe he wouldn't have answered correctly the answer when he grow up, probably changing all the story of th movie.&lt;br /&gt;Decision 2- Jamal and salim tried to escape and Jamal brings Latyka with them. Salim decides not to gring Latyka with them on the train. If Latyka would have come with them, then the story woud have changed and probably no one would have got involved in the mafia or maybe they would live on a different part of India, Jamal wouldn't had participated on "Who wants to be a millionaire."&lt;br /&gt;Decision 3- Salim lets Latyka escape from the warehouse of the mafia. Latyka goes to a part where she sees the program where Jamal plays. This way Jamal knows that she's alright and they communicate later through his brother's celphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Is ethical decision making possible when one must make choices based on survival? Do seemingly "bad" choices make a person bad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethical decisions are always present and sometimes one must make some decisions that are everything but ethical, those "bad" choices one make in order to protect other people or knowing it's the easiest way to survive due the circumstances doesn't make you a bad person, they are necessary for the best of them and sometimes they make you a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. What do you think the film is saying about the globalization of culture through media? We see the game show "Who Wants to be a Millionaire?" adapted in the Indian culture. Is this a sign of progress? Why or Why not? What is this film staying about the effect of money on culture?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culture through the media is reflected on the movie by seeing how culture on the India really is and how all the people there lives and are treated. How those people are killed by muslims and viceversa and what they have to do in order to survive.&lt;br /&gt;This game adapted to the Indian culture IS indeed a sign of progress, because it reflects how the India starts to progress on the economy part and how financially is starting to develope, because such a game wouldn't exist on a country where only poor people exist.&lt;br /&gt;Poor people on the India are really poor and need more money, that's why they all steal things, money and food. Some of them are in urge of money and that's why they go with the mafia in order to obtain it, in India the money is really hard to get in a legal way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7692136288052024429?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7692136288052024429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire-questions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7692136288052024429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7692136288052024429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire-questions.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire questions'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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-8127502252406904409.post-6414160682853922667</id><published>2009-03-08T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:25:26.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog assignment #5 Slumdog Millionaire</title><content type='html'>10.-&lt;br /&gt;• In one pivotal scene, the show’s host tells Jamal his own story about coming from the slums. He then gives&lt;br /&gt;Jamal the wrong answer written on the mirror in the rest room. Why did he give Jamal the wrong answer?&lt;br /&gt;Probably because he wanted him to lose all the money just because he was a boy of the streets, and he didnt like it that someone  could win that much money on HIS program.&lt;br /&gt;What did Jamal do?&lt;br /&gt;He looked at the host at the eyes and decided to put in question his actions, either way, the money wasnt really important to Jamal, he just wanted Latika to see him on the show, the money was.....like a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;13.-&lt;br /&gt;In the final scene, we see Salim and the choice he makes - filling the bathtub with money, etc. Why does he make this choice?&lt;br /&gt;Well, by killing the leader of the organization he would free Jamal &amp;amp; Latika of the worry of being chased and killed, to me this was lika a way to be forgiven, a way of redemption, and I think he filled the bathtub with the money, because, everything he did, even if it affected others, was with the purpose of getting money, so, at leats he died with a lot of money, he achieved his goal of having money.&lt;br /&gt;14.-&lt;br /&gt;This film weaves together nightmare and impossible dream. What do you take away as the most&lt;br /&gt;important message or impression from the film?&lt;br /&gt;That it doesnt matter, good or bad things, always leave a lesson, if you learn from that lesson, you grow and build a better life for yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-6414160682853922667?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6414160682853922667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-assignment-5-slumdog-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6414160682853922667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6414160682853922667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-assignment-5-slumdog-millionaire.html' title='Blog assignment #5 Slumdog Millionaire'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-3725658955585360896</id><published>2009-03-08T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T12:52:41.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE</title><content type='html'>1.  What does the title mean? How does the title and the contrasts within it provide symbolic summary of the film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A guy from the streets that becomes millionaire, it gives a features of symbolism making you think how a guy from the streets can become millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Early in the film we see the young Jamal dive into a Latrine pit to steal a glimpse at a visiting movie star. How does his single-mindedness to see this movie star reveal his determination? What other examples do you see in the film of his determination ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Because if he is able to throw himself to a latrine pit just to see his favorite movie star, then what make us think that he would do other things to get what he want with a lot of effort. And an example of that is how he search for Latika, until he find her he didnt rest or nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  In the film the theme of destinyt is a central theme. What does it mean that all Jamal desires is just out of his reach ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  That Jamal efforts to get what he wants are so much bigger that does desires of him can beat destiny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-3725658955585360896?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/3725658955585360896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3725658955585360896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3725658955585360896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/03/slumdog-millionaire.html' title='SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-6922452204131859431</id><published>2009-02-25T15:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:22:12.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don Quijote De La Mancha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SaXgmIFBpdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEZsXIDU7-Q/s1600-h/quijote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306894681534211538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SaXgmIFBpdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEZsXIDU7-Q/s400/quijote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Probably the most awesome literary work in the last 500 years, Don Quijote De La Mancha, the most famous work of Miguel de Cervantes, this literary story which has an awesome number of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1,224 pages in the traduction of the Real Academy of the Spanish language this book has sold more than 5,000,000,000 copies, its the most famous book in the story, Cervantes is recognized at world level in our times thanks to his literary work. We will never forget the phrase "En un lugar de la Mancha cuyo nombre no quiero recordar, vivia el ingenioso Hidalgo, Don Quijote De la Mancha".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don Quijote De La Mancha relate to us the story of the adventures and misadventures of this man who believes he is from the caballery we would never forget all of his adventures, such as the fight with the seven giants with giant cub with the size of trees that could destroy villages and it result to be that what Don Quijote see were seven wind mills spinning thanks to the wind of the zone, the time were he believe he fight a dark knight which had captured a princess of a far land in a black dress, that result to be a nun being protected by a knight of the church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How he free a bunch of thiefs believing they were injustly being captured by a king who want to kill them , but they were just thiefs condemned for their acts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" El ingenioso Hidalgo " what he do in order to become a knight he read all the books of the caballery, "Amadis De Gaula" ,"El cantar Del Mio Cid", "Los viajes de Alfonso el Sabio" " Los Nueve De La Fama, Tres Hebreos, Josue, David, y Judas Macabeo. Los tres Paganos Hector, Alejandro Magno y Julio Cesar y los tres Cristianos Arturo, Carlomagno y Godofredo de Bouillon" " El Caballero de La Cruz" and a lot of other books, " El Ingenioso Hidalgo " had a great selection of caballery books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All of his adventures were thanks to the place where he go with his shielder, Sancho Panza and his powerful horse, which was thin like a stick, Rocinante and the love of Don Quijote "Dulcinea Del Toboso" which didnt had the beautiful part , all what Don Quijote see was distortionated of the reality, he see the things in a way that only he could understand, his world became like a book of caballery for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don Quijote and his adventures perdure in the mind of anyone who read the book, everyone love the adventures, and everyone get to enjoy the moments when Don Quijote do what he was able to do, live the way of a real knight and to enjoy of life with simple things and adventures around the whole country. Don Quijote De la Mancha the only real knight and the knight that new all about the other knights , " El Ingenioso Hidalgo".&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/8127502252406904409-6922452204131859431?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6922452204131859431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/don-quijote-de-la-mancha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6922452204131859431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6922452204131859431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/don-quijote-de-la-mancha.html' title='Don Quijote De La Mancha'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SaXgmIFBpdI/AAAAAAAAABQ/QEZsXIDU7-Q/s72-c/quijote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-8437680721630670239</id><published>2009-02-24T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:14:06.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Assignment #4</title><content type='html'>2.-This school's worst problem (and possible solutions).Jesus A. Barraza.&lt;br /&gt;4.-A valuable discipline or practice (lifting weights, rock climbing, karate, meditation, etc.).Cesar Y. Leyva.&lt;br /&gt;7.-Music videos (choose one performer or group, one type of music, or one TV show). Iliana W. Chan.&lt;br /&gt;9.-How to resolve an argument peacefully. Daniel A. Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;10.-An important film (it can be also be a book, a magazine, or a TV show). Marco A. Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-8437680721630670239?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/8437680721630670239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-assignment-4.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/8437680721630670239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/8437680721630670239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-assignment-4.html' title='Blog Assignment #4'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-3282587551768633944</id><published>2009-02-14T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:17:11.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog (Blog Assignment #3).</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZeIi_VDWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/kbk6v5luTMU/s1600-h/dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302857220948712162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZeIi_VDWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/kbk6v5luTMU/s400/dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           &lt;strong&gt;What's this dog's story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“Hi, you may be wondering what am I doing, well, I’m listening the sound of the piano, I know, now you´re asking yourself  “what is doing a dog listening the piano?”, well, first let me introduce myself, my name,  I don’t really have a  name, since my mother never gave me one, but my humans called me “Haydn”, my age, well, dog years are really different from human years but I´ll use human years so you understand me better, I have like 14 human years old, that’s a lot for a dog, especially considering my little accident, and now you’re wondering what happened to me, for that, we have to go some years back in time, I´ll start by the beginning, I had 2 elder sisters, since born we were given a master…..or was it the other way?, well, It really doesn´t matter, my mother´s master was the father of the family, the leather the alpha of the human pack as I see it, my sisters were given a mistress each one, also, the elder sisters, and my master as well as me, was the younger one, you may think that would have made us closer, but in fact it didn´t, at least for my part, then there were our personalities, I was constantly moving, from here to there, maybe a little hyperactive, I was a free soul, not bound to anything, at least that´s what I thought, but then again, I was young in that time, and then, there was my  master, he was a passive boy, with a calm expression on his face, almost all the time he was inside the house, with those books of him, and those sheets of paper, I never understood what he found in them, he found in them the very same I did by chasing cars, though he never understood what I found in them so we could say that we´re even, but more than once did master expressed his confusion about my actions out loud, and then, I to began to wonder what would I do when I got the car, so that they, the day of my accident, the day of the circled square in the master´s calendar, about the same time my master got my full trust and respect, I was what? 6 years old? And my master was like 16?, that day I had one thing on mind, to get the car, the master and I were on a walk, and then the perfect car passed in front of us, and so, I proceeded to chase it, I was really near when I bite the tire, and to the shock of both, I started to spin really fast until I was sent flying, until I landed on the ground knocked out…….when I awoke I was in a cold table, a tall man with a white coat was talking to the master and the other family members, I tried to move, but, god, it really hurt, I started making something similar to muffled cries, I assume the coated man told the that I would recover, seeing as they brought me back to the house, they gave me what I suppose was medicine , but still, the pain was there, a little more bearable, but I still couldn’t sleep, my master was there, right beside me, taking care of me, trying to comfort me, I didn´t knew I was going to survive, nor how bad was the accident, I just knew I couldn´t move and that I was I pain, that couldn´t be good, I didn´t wanted to die, I was really scared, that’s another reason why I didn´t slept, I was afraid that if I closed my eyes I wouldn’t open them again, then, my master moved me from my little bed to a pillow near a weird piece of furniture, that was new, I knew it wasn´t there before, I thought that maybe it was what master was so eagerly waiting for, what that circle meant, he left for his room and then brought with him one of those sheets of paper, he placed them in a little thing similar to a pedestal and placed his hand over what seemed to be black and white teethes, and then the sound started…..my,…it was beautiful, I never heard something like that, then I stopped asking myselg if I was going to die, to start asking where did that majestic sound came from, was it the the sheet of paper? no, paper its just that, the was it the piece  of furniture? Or was it my master? What was it?, I was almost in dream land when my master spoke while playing, “ Do you like it Haydn?, I´ve been practicing this melody at the piano academy, but now I have a piano of my own so I can play whenever I like”, so it was a “piano”, and master did made the “melody”, now he had a more soothing aura than ever over him, and now it made sense, what those sheet of paper were, they were meant to hold the melody or something, for humans to read and play, now, I knew, what master saw in them, he did not saw black spots over lines like I did, what he saw was…..music. That day my master got my complete trust by being by my side when I needed company, something I never did for him, and then, he gained my respect and admiration not by playing piano or a melody……….but by making music. Since then I started seeing life like something more meaningful, master would make music, and then he would tell me their story; now we´re on our own, master has a wife and twins, but still he plays for the 4 of us; maybe I don´t have a lot of time to live more, I’m really old, but I’m really grateful to master and everybody else for the time we have spent together, If I die today, I would day as a happy dog, and they may be sad of my departure, but, they´ll have my 2 kids to make more happy memories, oh, I didn´t told you did I? I have 2 kids, &lt;strong&gt;but that……is another story.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-3282587551768633944?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/3282587551768633944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog-blog-assignment-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3282587551768633944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3282587551768633944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/dog-blog-assignment-3.html' title='Dog (Blog Assignment #3).'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZeIi_VDWuI/AAAAAAAAABo/kbk6v5luTMU/s72-c/dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-1894405901154359440</id><published>2009-02-14T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T16:12:56.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking (Blog Assignment #3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FBEOqMjS1Q/SZEzc9dT-rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sxsqCAX5N6w/s400/carrying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3FBEOqMjS1Q/SZEzc9dT-rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sxsqCAX5N6w/s400/carrying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we see a woman carrying a girl walking through the path to the forest. &lt;strong&gt;What happened here is that this woman was hit many times by her husband and finally decided to scape with her daughter to avoid her husband. &lt;/strong&gt;Her husband is part of the police department, so she doesn't feel comfortable going to the police to denounce him because of that. This woman is going to go with her brother who only few people know and has a cabin in the forest of a mountain where she's going. Surely her daighter doesn't know why they are fleeing, but she is scared of her parent because she knows he hits her mom. They give us the back because they don't want us to see their marks of hits.&lt;br /&gt;According to the reports, the police officer who is the husband of that woman has already been told that she escaped and went to persecute them. He says that his wife is and was druged since weeks, making whatever she ways sound incoherent. The wife's brother is in his way to give her a ride to his cabin while the officer was sent to anothr mountain fooled by the brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What happens here is that the wife probably is going to live with her brother for a couple of months until she finds a safe place where to live.&lt;/strong&gt; The officer doesn't mind if his wife return's or not with him, he just doesn't want people to know he hits her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-1894405901154359440?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/1894405901154359440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/walking-blog-assignment-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1894405901154359440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/1894405901154359440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/walking-blog-assignment-3.html' title='Walking (Blog Assignment #3)'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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/_3FBEOqMjS1Q/SZEzc9dT-rI/AAAAAAAAAD8/sxsqCAX5N6w/s72-c/carrying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-675233045001614599</id><published>2009-02-14T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:56:18.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SZb1Js9WbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/9IXUSECSG0k/s1600-h/cart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302695158311448178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SZb1Js9WbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/9IXUSECSG0k/s400/cart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whats the story of this cart ? what happened in that cart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer , an horrible assault and murder scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last weeks , they were a bunch of attracts to people who go to 'Mini Mart', the number of the victims passed the 15 , all of them were disposed of the stuff they had , jewelry,  watches,  food in cans , etc. The point is that all the people get alive of that  attract, without stuff but alive. But the last sunday, this situation changed, cause when the old granny Mc Alot Of Cash  was in the 'Mini Mart' she was attack , her cart get to the floor and she get knockout by contundent weapon, the surveillance cameras in 'Mini Mart' see all the action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly what make the police found the guilty it was that when he attack to the old granny, the cart get a piece of his clothes, the next morning the thief was get to the court. the testimony that make everyone found guilty to the thief wasn't high technology or nothing like that, it was the testimony of the cart, the cart that see all the action and demanded the thief for abused of power cause he throw the cart to the floor, actually the thief is in prison taking a sentence of 125 years the most that law permit, and the cart is dating a cart of wal mart and living in a big mansion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-675233045001614599?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/675233045001614599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-story-of-this-cart-what-happened.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/675233045001614599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/675233045001614599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-story-of-this-cart-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SZb1Js9WbnI/AAAAAAAAABI/9IXUSECSG0k/s72-c/cart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-4828973263274697571</id><published>2009-02-12T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T10:26:07.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Road (Blog Assignment #3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SZT94aPugzI/AAAAAAAAABc/CLW9gqv4nn0/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302141806881702706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SZT94aPugzI/AAAAAAAAABc/CLW9gqv4nn0/s320/road.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened here?&lt;br /&gt;He has been fooled by someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The man was walking down the road trying to get to the nearest city to rest. &lt;/strong&gt;He was really tired and wanted to get a lift but there wasn't a single car nearby and he couldn't rest because it was too hot. He went on walking, when he saw a curtain of smoke forming behind him and he saw it was a car coming near him. He got really glad and started to move his hands to make the person in the car stop and give a lift to the next city. The car slowed down and a rough man looked at him. He asked the man if he wanted a lift and the man happily told him yes and got inside the car next to the rough man.&lt;br /&gt;Some time later, he rough man started to look and the man's belonging and asked him what he had inside. The man told him he had some clothes and all the money he had. With that, the rough man turned and started to think how to get the man's belongings. He then stopped and said to the man that he remembered he had to go for some friends and with him they wouldn't have enough space for everyone. He asked the man if he could wait for him there, but he would take his belongings to a hotel so he wouldn't he to take care of it. The man, since he was so happy he gave him a lift, didn't think it through and said yes immidiately. He gets out and sits down next to the road. The rough man goes on and the man looks at his car until he can't see it anymore. &lt;strong&gt;Right now, he is still waiting for him to come, even tough it is really hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-4828973263274697571?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/4828973263274697571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-blog-assignment-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/4828973263274697571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/4828973263274697571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/road-blog-assignment-3.html' title='Road (Blog Assignment #3)'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SZT94aPugzI/AAAAAAAAABc/CLW9gqv4nn0/s72-c/road.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-309374583202653491</id><published>2009-02-12T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:05:38.611-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SZS8TT8TMSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/V9tIpzMhMas/s1600-h/buttons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302069701278642466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SZS8TT8TMSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/V9tIpzMhMas/s320/buttons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#999999;"&gt;(Blog Assigment #3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who collects these buttons?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mr. Jay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the story?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a far away place that no one remember where it is, once there was a couple that lived happily in their poor house in the field, they were very poor but still lived happily.&lt;/strong&gt; The husband, Mr. Jay, was a carpenter who earned only two dollars per day, he was very impulsive and tended to get mad easily but kindhearted; the wife, Mrs. Jay, was a tailor that only sewed around two or three sweaters per week. &lt;strong&gt;Aside from their economic issues, they really loved each other and they new that they will get out of the hole where they were in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One good evening, Mrs. Jay received a coat from a man who wanted to fix it, if she was able to finish it before twilight she will get as much money as she always hoped to have. &lt;/strong&gt;Inmediately, her eyes went wet, and without doubting it she begun to sew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr. Jay was as happy as her wife and he wanted to give her all the help he could give, even if he didn't knew how to sew, so he went to the orchard to gather some apples. Twilight arrived, and the man arrived, since the coat wasn't finished he got angry and stabed Mrs. Jay with his knife. When Mr. Jay returned home, he saw his wife's corpse laying in the wooden floor, and their few stuff was stolen from their poor house. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Jay was devasted, he couldn't believe it, so he lose his mind and sweared that one they he will take revenge from the killer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He opened again the sewing shop with the hope that one day that man will return. Years passed by and the man was driving crazy of loneliness.&lt;/strong&gt; His craziness was really serious; when someone walked in front of his house, he invited him to come in, only to kill them the same way his wife was murdered. After he killed the visitor, he hid the body under the barn, but before he took the buttons of the clothes of the victims and put them in a jar as a trophy, claiming that if he couldn't live with his couple forever, no one will.&lt;strong&gt; Some years after the Mr. Jay died, but some local tales say that his ghost is still waiting for the man that killed his wife so many years ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-309374583202653491?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/309374583202653491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-u-t-t-o-n-s-blog-assigment-3-who.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/309374583202653491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/309374583202653491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-u-t-t-o-n-s-blog-assigment-3-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SZS8TT8TMSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/V9tIpzMhMas/s72-c/buttons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-503912634302947937</id><published>2009-02-07T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T16:53:45.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is drinking really worth it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://adoholik.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/oman_economic_drink_drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 487px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://adoholik.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/oman_economic_drink_drive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I decided to make this post about an advertisement for people who drink and most of the times drive a vehicle after that. As this image emphazises, a road can be a really dangerous path for people, because of the bad weather, but people also contribute in the dangerousness of it, specially when they drink because they could cause some serious accidents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This implies in every person who drinks and specially the people who drink and also drives a car after having drunk alcohol. This advertisement tries to convince the people not to drink and drive at the same time or with alcohol in their organism at that time, because that can give host to some serious accidents that can cost innocent lives and huge disasters that includes the vehicles, roads, maybe homes and public sites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I specially liked this advertisement besause of how direct it is and I think it is very convincing to the people and really make them think about the consequences of drinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally do not like to drink, so I've never drove in an alcoholic state and hopefully I wont in the future and wish you neither, so everyone can be safe, because not only your life is in risk, you risk the life of an innocent person who you crash with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-503912634302947937?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/503912634302947937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-drinking-really-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/503912634302947937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/503912634302947937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-drinking-really-worth-it.html' title='Is drinking really worth it?'/><author><name>daniel lópez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08823997998886609695</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-8127502252406904409.post-2306507309385567350</id><published>2009-02-05T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:31:52.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYubO8T4CkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yUyAp0i-xxw/s1600-h/gatitos%20-%20media%20crear%20publicidad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299500067541486146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYubO8T4CkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yUyAp0i-xxw/s320/gatitos%2520-%2520media%2520crear%2520publicidad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;BUY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HERE AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;CAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I choose this advertisement because it is a strategy that many companies use in order to get something, for example in this ad, the company uses a publicitary tactic in order sell more of their products with the phrase "Think about kittens", which is a way of creating compassion in the costumers, along with the use of DOMO, a character who is gaining popularity quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think that this advertisement is good because they sell a product and at the same time they provide a service and a feeling of "I did something good today" to the costumers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;What I didn't like of this ad is that they use a farely indefence creature as a main point and it isn't guaranteed that if buying there could really save a kitten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;I think the subject could be think about others and the audience of this ad is anyone who wants to buy and have compassion for animals, and the purpose I think is to relief the guilt of buying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-2306507309385567350?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/2306507309385567350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/buy-here-and-sa-ve-cat-i-choose-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2306507309385567350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/2306507309385567350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/buy-here-and-sa-ve-cat-i-choose-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Endal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00401668988940395784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYuEwqWNPMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CrqFn9EA6s/S220/fennec.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJ0JdRpS1XI/SYubO8T4CkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/yUyAp0i-xxw/s72-c/gatitos%2520-%2520media%2520crear%2520publicidad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-6357615209979403144</id><published>2009-02-05T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:29:48.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger in Pools</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SYt4l1ckJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/ypBuPB3w3FA/s1600-h/shock_advertising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299461977928902514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SYt4l1ckJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/ypBuPB3w3FA/s320/shock_advertising.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I chose this advertisement because it is quite right what it says. Many parents, when they go to the pools with the family, do whatever they want and they leave the kids alone thinking nothing will happen to them or that the lifeguard will take care of them. The kids could be running around the pool and they could slip, getting themselves hurt. This really should make the parents put more attention to their kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I didn't like of these ad is that their was a little kid passing by and saw it. It could have scared the kid; but than again he might have tought he was sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, the subject is watching (as in taking care) your kids; the audience is parents, aunts, uncles, anyone who has a kid; the purpose is to make the audience understand that they have to take care of their kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-6357615209979403144?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/6357615209979403144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-chose-this-advertisement-because-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6357615209979403144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/6357615209979403144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-chose-this-advertisement-because-it.html' title='Danger in Pools'/><author><name>Shinsen-ryuu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10206838116364292796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SXazWGdK_SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQft6d5wtsc/S220/avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fu12P5mZkBw/SYt4l1ckJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/ypBuPB3w3FA/s72-c/shock_advertising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-8500186540978976717</id><published>2009-02-04T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T08:46:24.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How easy is to get a gun</title><content type='html'>I put this advertisment, its directed to people that have guns, who dont have guns and people who needs to get inform.&lt;br /&gt;In the world there a lot of people that can get guns easily as going to a expending machine, thats what represent the advertisment ,people gets a lot of weapons very easily and weapons dont kill people, people with guns kill people, for whatever reason you think, cause he steal my donut or because he eat the last cookie or his better than me.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reason the problem is that people get the guns very easy. In my opinion this advertisment is very exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER FOR A RARE REASON MY COMPUTER DONT ALLOW ME TO PUT THE ADVERSIMENT SO ENTER THIS URL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/ua7.jpg"&gt;http://www.toxel.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/ua7.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-8500186540978976717?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/8500186540978976717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-easy-is-to-get-gun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/8500186540978976717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/8500186540978976717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-easy-is-to-get-gun.html' title='How easy is to get a gun'/><author><name>marco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453934221499990707</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TbLSDkcxRyE/SfZrR1yAJiI/AAAAAAAAACI/A3xsQ0m-7QQ/S220/00000.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-3405791050013734964</id><published>2009-02-04T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:10:42.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Animals¡¡¡</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYo6agyqP3I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZSevineC0Mg/s1600-h/uad13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299112138708238194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYo6agyqP3I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZSevineC0Mg/s400/uad13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This advertisement is about all that poor animals, directed to normal people, omnivorous and CARNIVOROUS people, for which those animals suffer, but not only for being food, you know, because hunger its a natural instinct, but fur, animals are trated inhumanly because of their furs or other cualities they may have like ivory, I really think and hope that this message makes people think again when choosing what to eat, or wear, we aren´t that far from getting to a situation like in the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-3405791050013734964?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/3405791050013734964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/poor-animals.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3405791050013734964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/3405791050013734964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/poor-animals.html' title='Poor Animals¡¡¡'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYo6agyqP3I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZSevineC0Mg/s72-c/uad13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7848235079151242925</id><published>2009-02-03T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:38:59.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment #1 Feedback...</title><content type='html'>Good job guys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, only Iliana and Cesar completed the assignment by commenting on others' stories, and Daniel and Jesus did not participate at all, which will affect your team grade. Iliana and Cesar will get full individual credit, Marco will get partial individual credit, Jesus and Daniel will get zero individual credit, and you will all get partial team credit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pick it up, remember, it's 20% of your grade!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7848235079151242925?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7848235079151242925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/assignment-1-feedback.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7848235079151242925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7848235079151242925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/assignment-1-feedback.html' title='Assignment #1 Feedback...'/><author><name>César Rubio</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3FBEOqMjS1Q/SXKjJyw5nFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Nl2ndDbdLM0/S220/n18383481848_7454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-7749455254047482871</id><published>2009-02-02T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:24:32.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Write The Story (Blog Assignment #1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOjjAqXUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/INs3-ADT0WQ/s1600-h/wts1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298360227969260866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOjjAqXUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/INs3-ADT0WQ/s400/wts1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOcY_pChI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IsUH7_XYFfc/s1600-h/wts2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298360105021540882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOcY_pChI/AAAAAAAAAAs/IsUH7_XYFfc/s400/wts2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOQmsUrNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JjYUov59neg/s1600-h/wts3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359902540180690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOQmsUrNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JjYUov59neg/s400/wts3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeN4534JFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u45H8uvOuYk/s1600-h/wts4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359495372055634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeN4534JFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/u45H8uvOuYk/s400/wts4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-7749455254047482871?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/7749455254047482871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/write-story-blog-assignment-1.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7749455254047482871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/7749455254047482871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/02/write-story-blog-assignment-1.html' title='Write The Story (Blog Assignment #1)'/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SYeOjjAqXUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/INs3-ADT0WQ/s72-c/wts1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127502252406904409.post-5446764681852140241</id><published>2009-01-22T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:46:35.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SXiw8Pyfz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dPRFlYozr-E/s1600-h/welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SXiw8Pyfz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dPRFlYozr-E/s400/welcome.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294175911050989442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to this Blog, we´re using it for Advanced Writing class, the members of the team are, Barraza, Daniel, Marco, Iliana, and me, Cesar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8127502252406904409-5446764681852140241?l=5notesof7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/feeds/5446764681852140241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-this-blog-were-using-it-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5446764681852140241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8127502252406904409/posts/default/5446764681852140241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://5notesof7.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-this-blog-were-using-it-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Cesar Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16816079784859506852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='15' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SZoND3Mo5AI/AAAAAAAAABw/bTG5qieitWc/S220/half_moon_glasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nVj6LuyKMJA/SXiw8Pyfz4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dPRFlYozr-E/s72-c/welcome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
