<?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-7160297</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:38:09.572-03:00</updated><title type='text'>W i n t e r e d   H e a r t s</title><subtitle type='html'>trying to get into the univesrity while keeping a so called life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-112104243015583863</id><published>2005-07-10T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:40:30.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Murder</title><content type='html'>I'm murdering this blog, nothing really want the way I wanted in this blog, and lately, I feel no need to post here, so I kill this blog, if anybody ever read this thing and liked it I apologize, but I just don't feel like posting personal stuff in a lenguaje that's not mine, so it's over.&lt;br /&gt;However, I still have a blog, no, I have to new blogs, one is still in english, and will be related to UI design, software and graphic design ideas, it will be called &lt;a href="http://phrodo00sdumpbox.blogspot.com/"&gt; Phrodo_00's ideas dumpbox&lt;/a&gt; it isn't even started although I know what to post as first post. The other blog will be the succesor to this one, only that in spanish, and, probably, with less whinery and more actual, consistent stuff (although my writing in spanish is a little bit mad), it's &lt;a href="http://phrodo00sdumpbox.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ideas en Teclado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I shall close the gates of posting here and head to a new horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-112104243015583863?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/112104243015583863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=112104243015583863' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112104243015583863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112104243015583863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/07/murder.html' title='Murder'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-112026348029521119</id><published>2005-07-01T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:18:00.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" src="http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif" width="41" height="18" border="0" align="absmiddle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-112026348029521119?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/112026348029521119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=112026348029521119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112026348029521119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112026348029521119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/07/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-112026182384033532</id><published>2005-07-01T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:15:41.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm really pissed off, today I went to school to finnish something I've been working on for some time: a Shoutcast and http server on linux for the lecture of doom at my school, but from the moment I got into the computing facilities I knew something was going wrong, at first the girl (if you'd call a girl a 40 or so years old woman) who takes care of the computers harem and that checks on n00bs not doing n00b things told me not to install linux in any box (actually I were going for the better box in the room wich is a P4@2240) until she asked to her superiors from wich I got the authorization to do this thing, so I started tunning the windows client I were gonna use to get the video since my webcam is unsupported in linux, you know, the usual thing, &lt;a href="http://www.dyndns.com/"&gt;dynamic domains&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nullsoft.com/nsv/"&gt;NVStools&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.videolan.org/vlc/"&gt;VLC&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.winamp.com/"&gt;winamp&lt;/a&gt;, a test &lt;a href="http://www.shoutcast.com/"&gt;Shoutcast&lt;/a&gt; server, and so on, then she came up to me and told me that she talked to the superiors and that "susie" weren't allowing me to do anything, nor to do any modification to the computers, and that the so called admin of the network who visits it once a week and that really sucks 'cause he is not even capable of making w2k's to share with w95's and w98's boxes, anyway, what pissed me of was that thas guy said that I shouldn't use something as complicated as the thing I was attemping to do, and I should stream using MSN Messenger... COME ON!!!, MSN MESSENGER, that thing cannot even stream audio to lotsa sources and he wants me to use that, just because it's too complicated, because he didn't gave me any other reason, he also said that I couldn't stream because of the dinamic ip, aren't admin suposed to know about networking? then why didn't he knew about dynamic dns's??... poor lame guy.&lt;br /&gt;so, after explaining everything I were trying to do and what I was planing to do (to use windows as server instead of linux, what's more, it's W2K!!!... I've never trusted in any Microsoft OS since I was like 10 years old and stuff, and 2k is less appealing to me) and after a looong while I left the school with nothing done and with the command to buy 20 meters of ethernet cable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-112026182384033532?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/112026182384033532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=112026182384033532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112026182384033532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/112026182384033532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-really-pissed-off-today-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111947130275894494</id><published>2005-06-22T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:15:02.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I see any other number or letter or vector or the words "physics, "momentum", "rope" or anything phisycs related thing I will jump out from a second or third floor, my head aches, my back aches and my arms ache but still, I'm here on n00b trining when I'd had to be resting in pieces... I mean in peace, when today's phisyscs test was finally over I got to my classroom and there was it: a shiny new phisycs guide ready to be done before 4 o'clock AAAAAGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;still, I've got to do a bunch of phisycs guides (all the ones I've seen since the year started) for tomorrow and a stupid written work about the fucking boring basquetball... I HATE IT....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111947130275894494?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111947130275894494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111947130275894494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111947130275894494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111947130275894494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-see-any-other-number-or-letter-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111888583388058791</id><published>2005-06-15T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:37:13.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>[irony mode on]zomg!!! the president is like jesus</title><content type='html'>Ricardo Lagos, who happens to be the President of Chile has Uber superpowers to rebuild stuff!!, that´s why he hasn´t sent any help to all the pour people that lost everything they had and even people they will miss, I don´t see any other explanation to the fact that he traveled to the place of the earthquake, in the driest place of the world, because, hell, he hasn´t even declared the zone as an energency one, and everything he had made to help that people is to give the bank account of a solidary found to help them out.&lt;br /&gt;sorry for any grammar or spelling error, I´m writing from my dad´s notebook because my little poor kickass PC is broken and I have to gather money to fix it (I hope it´s only the powersource), but that is not half as important as president´s superpowers.&lt;br /&gt;More news at eleven (yes, I know it´s 21:40)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111888583388058791?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111888583388058791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111888583388058791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111888583388058791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111888583388058791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/06/irony-mode-onzomg-president-is-like.html' title='[irony mode on]zomg!!! the president is like jesus'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111826132016148330</id><published>2005-06-08T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:08:40.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG soo angry now bye now, my friend's life has been threatened and I wasn't there to kick the ass of the one who did it, I on't think I could have beat him up ut at least he would get a little pain of me :-), it was in the exitdoor of school, in going-to-home time, only that I had to rush to home today 'cause I have to come here at the computer room by 3:00 for n00b training, anyway, so there was the Jorus (my friend) getting out of school and then like a dood came and started to threaten him, it's true that Jorus is a mean son of a bitch that just doesn't know how to behade properly with people, but not as me, he is the oposite side of not knowin' that, let's face it, he is a disgusting self-asured guy that acts like everyone else is shit, but it's not such a bastard as to think about killing him, any way, sothis friend of mine was coming out and there was this bad guy who was all "hey, what's the deal with my gf" and "if you keep yourself making fun of her I'll kill you", too bad there was no body there to kick that guy's ass, only people to try to calm him down. I'm angry with myself, 'cause I wasn't here, and, of course I'm angry with that dude, that is gonna be surely sued because it's not god to threaten minors (me and most of the folks in my grade are seventeen after all). YOU PIECE OF SIT MOTHER FUCKER SON OF A BITCH SUCKER! N00B!! NASTY PIECE OF SOMEONE'S ASS, TEH BIG ASSHOLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry about that, I needed it, I have to quit now 'cause everyone is looking at me liek if I was some kind of crazy or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111826132016148330?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111826132016148330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111826132016148330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111826132016148330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111826132016148330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/06/omfg-soo-angry-now-bye-now-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111819595021065094</id><published>2005-06-07T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T21:59:10.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you d00ds</title><content type='html'>from this freaking headeache I've been some light in the end of the tunnel, 44 people checked out this page last week, wich is a lot, considering that I do not promove this site in ANY way, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;this pain in the back of my skull is killing me, and also killing my quake (almost) über skills, I even got 6th!... 6th!... that's the pain, I mean, n00bs are happy when are 6th in the list, not a player who've been playing since 1998 (but who've came back to playing just about 4 months so far).&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I just hope this will be gone tomerrow morning, I hate the way I'm feeling like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111819595021065094?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111819595021065094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111819595021065094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111819595021065094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111819595021065094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/06/thank-you-d00ds.html' title='thank you d00ds'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111802520368319103</id><published>2005-06-05T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:33:23.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's alredy time for another "I really hate post"!!, I really hate how easy-raged my dad is, I mena, he saw me doing schoolwork at 8'o'clock and he started to shout out on how I was doing that work at that time while I were playing 'all the afternoon', but well, I haven't played since launch... I really don't understand. and after that he started 'why do you look at me that way?' and 'are you mad at somebody?'... that  kind of question gets my anger at really high levels, and I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to continue doing the thing I was doing, I listen his voice downthere in the first floor and my veins fill up with blody rage, if I write anything now by now I'd be wrtiting about death and destruction (and how depresed and angry I am), and not about ethics and ecomony.&lt;br /&gt;well I have now to get down so I can have a higly disturbed dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(WOAH!, it's been long time since my last post! YAY!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111802520368319103?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111802520368319103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111802520368319103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111802520368319103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111802520368319103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-alredy-time-for-another-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111705471369171789</id><published>2005-05-25T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T18:34:00.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was in the borderline to kill this bloggything, in fact, that's whay I haven't published anything lately, I really need to have some time to get stuf inside my head straight, there's lots of thing in my head lately and that has just left me lacking any will to do any thinking related thinking, that includes this blog, so... anyway, I'll make some time in my schedule to have some time to write a decent post.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the thing the brought me here is that I already have one more reason to hate Microsoft, they messed up with my country, not only they have bad translators, but they don't know a thing about geography, as can be seen at &lt;a href="http://edoaldia.microblog.org/archivo/2005/05/24/tres-noticias-de-microsoft-y-chile/"&gt;Eduardo al día&lt;/a&gt;, in the 'travel' add-on paquet of msn they have a picture called 'Fondo de México' (can be translated as Mexico background) wich contains a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moai"&gt;moai&lt;/a&gt;, yeah!, a Chilean moai, and they say it's mexica, they are crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111705471369171789?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111705471369171789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111705471369171789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111705471369171789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111705471369171789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-was-in-borderline-to-kill-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111456103186383073</id><published>2005-04-26T20:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:17:11.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>two books at once</title><content type='html'>reading two books at once is an interesting thing... you can even cross stuff over the books, even if they look completely different, and also if you are focused enuogh... I spent this whole afternoon at reading "sixty dead in the stair" (sesenta muertos en la escalera) wich I haven't finnished yet, but it goes very veep, even being a novel it gets thiker and thinker, in fact, in some parts it looks a lot like a metaphysical essay about the death, the body, and how it is just hipocrecy, a fake little nice pretty way to hide our dary ugly shapeless soul, the other was about the evolution of guis in operative systems starting of with the very first computers that used perfored tablets until beOS and Linux... it's a pretty nice text that talks about how interfaces are made to hide the computers' potential and also its roughness, unkindness and difficulty... therefore I can say that our bodies are interfaces!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111456103186383073?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111456103186383073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111456103186383073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111456103186383073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111456103186383073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/two-books-at-once.html' title='two books at once'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111421596499866057</id><published>2005-04-22T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:26:05.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I just hate EMOs... and stuff</title><content type='html'>it's a real disgusse when blogger doesn't let me to log in, I mean, what they have a blogging system for if they won't let me login... (btw what do I have a blog for if nobody reads it).&lt;br /&gt;aaanyway, today I'll rant about emos and how I hate them so much (not the people, but the movement as a whole), emos are a bunch of guys whining they are lotsa troubled, but in fact they haven't that much troubles in their lifes, it's ussualy a common amount of troubleshit, or sometimes a very low amount of it... some emoguys think they are so troubled just because, in fact, they don't know what a trouble is, and it makes me to do RAAWWR... 'cause they think they are the only troubled ones.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, more than a half of emo songs (emo makes no difference from HxC in my head...dunno, there's people that says that emo is lotsa different comparated to HxC) talk about how they lost their gf, big deal right!.. I don't even have a gf... btw, where does the song writer takes out that so much girlfriends, because they break a lot.&lt;br /&gt;end of teh more quikly written post here, grammar problems are just a lack of...uuuhhmmm speaking english... I guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111421596499866057?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111421596499866057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111421596499866057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111421596499866057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111421596499866057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-hate-emos-and-stuff.html' title='I just hate EMOs... and stuff'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111404407818997201</id><published>2005-04-20T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:41:18.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel down</title><content type='html'>all the way down, it's been a few really nasty days, since I discussed with my dad about something of not ths big matter, just a high importance school work I didn't told him about and his great fears about me not entering college. And it was influenced by me playing on-line quake2 right before he asked me in a quite rude voicetone to go where he was... sincwe then, I think we've spoken like 5 words each other in this 3 days or somethin'... it is sad to see how a relationship, no matter how strong it is, can be mostly broken for something that is not a really whole important thing....&lt;br /&gt;what is worse, this situation makes me feeling good while I am at school, and that is weird and unhealthy in any guy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111404407818997201?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111404407818997201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111404407818997201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111404407818997201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111404407818997201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-feel-down.html' title='I feel down'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111361634084855103</id><published>2005-04-15T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:52:20.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>politic shit</title><content type='html'>I had lotta stuff to write, lotsa funny things have happened to me lately, and I was going to post something about that, but while I was rambling I heard in the news (the only thing I see in the local TV) that kept me frozen, but first I've gotta explain something: when the actual president was public works minister (dunno how to translate it very well, that ministery is the one who cares about making and fixing streets and stuff like that), there was a fraud involving that ministery (MOP since now on), and heck, he was the minister, besides, when he's been asked to declarate (they cannot order him), he hasn't done it.&lt;br /&gt;now, to implement the justice reform (courts and judgements here were quite different to the ones to the states, and now they're implementing that model), they wanna erase all the cases involving corruption... dunno why, but it looks quite dark for me.&lt;br /&gt;and I bet they don't close the Pinochet case involving money ¬¬... y know, that happened about thirty years ago, so it affect us much more the something that happened let's say...hhmmm... 7 years ago??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111361634084855103?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111361634084855103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111361634084855103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111361634084855103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111361634084855103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/politic-shit_15.html' title='politic shit'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111327226118451158</id><published>2005-04-11T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:17:41.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when I left the table my mom made a discussion between ehr and me that had no value or purpose 'cause she "felt" that I was being rude to her, as she always feels and I never do, so she came out with the usual speech, and when she said "your father doesn't talk to you about this anymore, 'cause we cannot change you, do you want me to stop talking to you?", my little inner-self was jumpunt and screaming YES!!!!111 out loud, I luckily was able to calm down, for respect. The interesting is that we both agree the same thing (although I didn't told her, for respect) "you're way too old for making us put you in the right way, you shoukld have your own criteria now by now" that my chriteria and my personallity isn't her dream of a child (as my little brotha is) doesn't mean that I've got no chriteria, but still, she shouldn't try to get me in her own right way, i'm in my own right way... no, there's no right way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111327226118451158?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111327226118451158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111327226118451158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111327226118451158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111327226118451158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/when-i-left-table-my-mom-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111326833470845351</id><published>2005-04-11T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:12:14.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>metallica+quaking</title><content type='html'>so, today I was able to recover all MetallicA records... yeah... so what... well, I like metallica... and I frag better when I listen to it ;). 30!!! in 4 minutes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111326833470845351?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111326833470845351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111326833470845351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111326833470845351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111326833470845351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/metallicaquaking.html' title='metallica+quaking'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111301699513578972</id><published>2005-04-08T23:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:23:15.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate when this happen</title><content type='html'>if there's something I hate more that communist gay (it's not like it's something bad for most of people, but when somebody piss you off, anything is good to piss you off more) people(?) from outside Chile with no clue about what happens here giving public speech saying bad things of every middle-known chilean is a communist gay argentinian guy with no clue about what happens here giving public speech saying bad things of every middle-known chilean... the makes me sick... in fact I wanna punch him and kick his ass...&lt;br /&gt;yes, I am a nacionalist, I like my country, and I feel that the people who lives here is quite good, there's no perfect things, but people here at least is mostly good.&lt;br /&gt;well, that's why I don't like tv, at least tv shows (I like movies, anime, news and documentals, I read anything else in the internet).&lt;br /&gt;also... why should and argentinian talk about Pinochet or pinochetism, I'm sure he hasn't even read a book about it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111301699513578972?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111301699513578972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111301699513578972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111301699513578972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111301699513578972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-when-this-happen.html' title='I hate when this happen'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111291258786697912</id><published>2005-04-07T18:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T18:23:07.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit, they discovered me</title><content type='html'>well, it's not like nobody in my class knew it, but the teachers didn't know that I know a little bit more about computers that everyone else (just due to be in the front of the screen for too long), I was afraid that they knew about it 'cause when somebody knows hot to do something better than the others, or even, knows to do something that nobody knows how to do, everybody surrounding him will ask him to do things for them just because "he can do it and we can´t, therefore, he must do it", well, that's why I didn't want to let them know... but then here it comes Clauido, my philosofy teacher and asks "is here a computer genious?" (of course, I don't think I'm one, that's what he said) and  everybody shouted my name (no, no Phrodo_00, but my real name you fool), so I got stuck in a promess to do video broadcasting for some conferiencing thing too fucking important and hard... I guess I'll have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to say no, really hard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111291258786697912?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111291258786697912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111291258786697912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111291258786697912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111291258786697912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/shit-they-discovered-me.html' title='Shit, they discovered me'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111257544457571885</id><published>2005-04-03T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T20:44:04.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the blog in english thing</title><content type='html'>well.. I've been thinking about this lately (allright.... since about 5 minutes ago), and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111206425799761761"&gt;this comment&lt;/a&gt; that AndrésKezada made me got this thig more stuck in my head... and it's not related that my english isn't perfect or that sometimes I misspell some words, it's the "who the hell reads my blog"... if I take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.sitemeter.com/default.asp?action=stats&amp;amp;site=s20Phrodo00"&gt;sitemeter&lt;/a&gt; I see that most of people is supossed to speak in &lt;a href="http://www.sitemeter.com/default.asp?action=stats&amp;site=s20Phrodo00&amp;amp;report=18"&gt;english&lt;/a&gt;, but if I look in the &lt;a href="http://www.sitemeter.com/default.asp?action=stats&amp;site=s20Phrodo00&amp;amp;report=30"&gt;timezone&lt;/a&gt; I see that most of people visits the page from -4/-5 wich happens to be the time of the place where I live... and where everybody speaks in Spanish!.&lt;br /&gt;but also I see a considerable amount of people from lots of other timezones, where probably don't know what  the "spanish" word means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll keep thinking about it, my timeline is the release of the whole site (portfolio and complete profile), and there's no timeline to finnish the site...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111257544457571885?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111257544457571885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111257544457571885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111257544457571885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111257544457571885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-in-english-thing.html' title='the blog in english thing'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111257044126026090</id><published>2005-04-03T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:24:39.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've gotta study more</title><content type='html'>I've realized recently that I'm not studying enough, I need to have good marks an to solve a really long and dificult set of test to get into a University, and I have to do it well... so I have to stop being such a lazy guy and study, study, study... and do my homework (I never do it), besides I have to stufy more in order to hve a good qualification in that exam... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I'll still studying, see ya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw... this is the first time I use the gnome blogging panel or however it's called, it's pretty nice &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111257044126026090?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111257044126026090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111257044126026090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111257044126026090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111257044126026090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-gotta-study-more.html' title='I&apos;ve gotta study more'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111222408432659373</id><published>2005-03-30T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T19:08:04.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>my fingers ache, I've just copied by hand over sever pages of pure bloody tight text of universal history... why??... just because I haven't paid lot of atention to the boring class in the last... let's say... since school started... I mean I listened and recorded it into my broken ram... I mean memory, but there was nothing in my notebook, so I ask a friend to lend me his... and I copied as if there wasn't tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll play quake, I've rediscovered it (only that now I play it using the opengl driver with my geforce MX 4400)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111222408432659373?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111222408432659373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111222408432659373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111222408432659373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111222408432659373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111213631395013883</id><published>2005-03-29T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T18:45:13.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something kinda strange happened today, not very strange but yes a little... rare, no, no weird, just strange... now I know how Piro (from &lt;a href="http://www.megatokyo.com/"&gt;megatokyo&lt;/a&gt;) felt like when he got his bag back after he lost it, only that I didn't loose my bag but a notebook, and I didn't get comments on my drawings (that notebook hadn't lame drawings in the ending pages as most of my notebooks do), but I got a message from some "uknown" girl, her msn account and 4 hotmail mails more more from her friends sooo... I'll see what comes out from this.&lt;br /&gt;btw... they didn't even give me the notebook personally but they left it in my classroom, so I cannot say nothing about them... maybe they study in the same classroom (but in the afternoon of course)(I go to school in the mornings... just in case you think I kinda subnormal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111213631395013883?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111213631395013883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111213631395013883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111213631395013883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111213631395013883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/something-kinda-strange-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111206425799761761</id><published>2005-03-24T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T19:26:58.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>heading to the beach</title><content type='html'>tomorrow I head up to the beach, I vae lotta work to do there, yeah, the saint weekend and I have to work fixing a house, but I don't blame nobody, nor I have any reason for not doing it so... I'll just find the way to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite sleepy five minutes ago, but then my mom came up with the typical overwhelming stuff that she does "when was the last time you got a shower?", "do those pants really fit you in?", "you don't smell good at all"... etc..., that took dream the hell out of me, I have no sleep, and tomorrow I have to wake up early, besides I have no internet so I'll have to be posting this tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;leaving aside unfortunately bad stuff, I saw Resident evil 2:apocalypse this afternoon with some friends, I'd review it, but now I have to get in the bed and catch some sleep&lt;br /&gt;seeya&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111206425799761761?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111206425799761761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111206425799761761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111206425799761761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111206425799761761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/heading-to-beach.html' title='heading to the beach'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111168830666720261</id><published>2005-03-24T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T14:18:26.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!??</title><content type='html'>in Valparaiso (I think... don't remember very well) a peruvian woman killed her chilean housbandwith a knife 'cause he abused of her (that's what she says at least...), that's not the strange thing... well, it's weird, but not as weird as the kfact that she told the police what she did, how she did it and why, she even gave them the knife she used, and she's going to be judged for "possibly participation in a murder"... I mean PLEASE, ARE YOU FOOLS JUST OUT OF YOUR MIND???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111168830666720261?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111168830666720261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111168830666720261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111168830666720261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111168830666720261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/wtf.html' title='WTF!??'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111141399269912027</id><published>2005-03-21T09:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:06:32.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today I felt a little bit guilty... today was saint joseph's day, so all the girls gave us a breakfast or something and it was really nice, cookies, pie, cake... y'know... it was great...&lt;br /&gt;what makes me feel guilty is that for the international doy of the woman we (the men) gave them (the girls) a miserable bon-o-bon (a little biscuit)...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... thank you girls xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111141399269912027?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111141399269912027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111141399269912027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111141399269912027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111141399269912027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-i-felt-little-bit-guilty.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111137223868503594</id><published>2005-03-20T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:30:38.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why am I the only one who gets more troubles when is angry???... I mean, when in my house someone is angry (anybody than me... that includes the dog) nobody tries to get into his way, just for no discussing, and even if everybody is angry (but me) nobody tries to get into the way of the angry ones... unless that one is me, of course, when I'm angry, or even a little upset everybody tries to get me even more angry... it's like "yeah!, let's make funny of him", and it's not just once, it's over and over an... guess what!?... over again, so I end up trying to not be with them, not to be with anybody here, my room is the best place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111137223868503594?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111137223868503594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111137223868503594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111137223868503594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111137223868503594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/why-am-i-only-one-who-gets-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111126891057424996</id><published>2005-03-19T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T17:48:30.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;no, I'm not trying to win a prize by copyng an article, I'll just link it so the ones who haven't read it can do it.&lt;br /&gt;tony pierce was the author of the &lt;a href="http://www.tonypierce.com/blog/2004/06/how-to-blog-by-tony-pierce-110-1.htm"&gt;best post in a blog&lt;/a&gt; at the bloggers prizes of this year, it's a grat post about blogging, there's no doubt about it, but... it's just not the best blog post I've ever seen (but I'd die if I could write that good in english... I guess she (dunno if "she" is a girl or a guy... dun care) was born in a country where everybody speaks in english... it's  not like spanish sux, in fact SPANISH IS BETTER THAT ENGLISH (it sounds better), but everybody in internet understand english, so it's better to use it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111126891057424996?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111126891057424996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111126891057424996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111126891057424996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111126891057424996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/how-to-blog.html' title='how to blog'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111093294323180031</id><published>2005-03-15T20:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T20:29:03.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>RealTime raytracing</title><content type='html'>raytracing is realistic 3d rendering, the bad thing is that it needs lots of procesing power (about 20 athlon xp's in a linux cluster), but some guys have invented a chip that makes all the procesing lot of faster, because it has the raytracing instructions on it, it cannot do realistic realtime rendering  yet but they are getting to it....&lt;br /&gt;to see how a game'd look visit &lt;a href="http://graphics.cs.uni-sb.de/%7Emorfiel/oasen/"&gt;http://graphics.cs.uni-sb.de/~morfiel/oasen/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, that game above is above a turquish merchant that enjoys cheating on people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;hungry and kinda tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; ame - Priss Assagiri (don't remember the name ofthe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; singer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111093294323180031?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111093294323180031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111093294323180031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111093294323180031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111093294323180031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/realtime-raytracing.html' title='RealTime raytracing'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-111042019288258048</id><published>2005-03-09T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:03:12.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"we just made a mistake" - The President of Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, I tried to keep my blog clean of shity political stuff, just because some closed minded people that will flame my pretty blog... anyway, I'll take the risk.&lt;/p&gt; note for foreigners: in Chile abort is a crime, and the "pildore of the day after" is forbiden to everyone exept to the women that have been violated, and that's in the law.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, the health sub secretary said that the pildore of the day after were going to be distributed to any women that wanted at all the public health centers (postas), today he got fired and the health minister declarated that there's no such a thing like a proyect even to do that... but...&lt;br /&gt;all Postas recieved the order to do it so...&lt;br /&gt;I think that the goverment were going to do that, and even yesterday, but that they wanted to do it without much atention, that's why the sub secretary got fired, and  they wouldn't look as the bad guys... yeah sure, but that trick doesn't works for me, I always doubt about if they're doing the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;and, when everything finished, the president of the replublic, responsible of all his ministres said something that could be traducted as "ups, I think we made a mistake"... I mean... how can a president say that!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually I don't think itwas a real risk, because I just do not imagine that somebody think that this isn't embarrasing and... well that the goverment wasn't doing the things inside its own law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;just becoming sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Respect the wilderness (live from japan(only way you can bootleg)) - Sonata Arctica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-111042019288258048?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/111042019288258048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=111042019288258048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111042019288258048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/111042019288258048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-just-made-mistake-president-of.html' title='&quot;we just made a mistake&quot; - The President of Chile'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110962469938745744</id><published>2005-02-28T18:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T18:04:59.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>kimi ga nozomu eien</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm kinda sad, I've just finnished watching kimi ga nozomu eien, the truth is that this anime has kaept me away from designing, but who cares anyway, I was able to see this jewel of shoujo.&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually like pure shoujos, they just don't attract me, I saw this one just for catching how is it, and I ended up feeling like someone is stteping over my chest, it was really sad, it was about this guy called... well, I really don't wanna spoil anybody, I'll only say it's shocking, if you are usued to cry I guess it'll make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - the misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110962469938745744?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110962469938745744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110962469938745744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110962469938745744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110962469938745744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/02/kimi-ga-nozomu-eien.html' title='kimi ga nozomu eien'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110955854933487760</id><published>2005-02-27T23:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T23:42:29.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'>slideshow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;what really piss me of about my mother is her way to be nice, it's like she were pushing herself into something she's not, I'm not telling she's not nice, it's just that when she's talking to anyone that isn't related to her is fake, she tries another niceness, it looks like she has pre-thought answers and sentences.&lt;br /&gt;for example, we've show'd all the pictures of our trip like two or three times, and all the times she'vs said exactly the same thing, dunno, maybe she studies her dialogs at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Idea - Priss asagiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110955854933487760?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110955854933487760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110955854933487760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110955854933487760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110955854933487760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/02/slideshow.html' title='slideshow'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110917909853842118</id><published>2005-02-18T14:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T14:18:18.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the trip</title><content type='html'>uf!, I finally got to my home, last days of the trip were really tiring, my dad drove for about 1200km in one day.&lt;br /&gt;anyway... yay! I'm in Chile, here is hot, but not as hot as in Brazil, or paraguay, or uruguay or Argentina, and even better, here is where my home lies, and where the sunset is in the sea, it's great!!!&lt;br /&gt;the otrip made my see how beautiful my country is, it's not the better place on earth, but now I think that there's no better place on earth, anywhere, one is the one eho makes the place.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pictures as soon as I can borrow the cds from my father's hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired and kinda happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Stratovarius - Black diamond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110917909853842118?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110917909853842118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110917909853842118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110917909853842118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110917909853842118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/02/end-of-trip.html' title='the end of the trip'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110738633951857290</id><published>2005-02-02T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T20:18:59.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos Aires - after a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm at Buenos Aires, it's a pretty big city, but has nothing more to offer than any other city on earth, it's hot, and peoples's manners are quite off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at least I've been able to be with my family, my uncle and my cousin are alright, I'm getting usued to the prices here and to the accect, that really piss me off, at least I tjink I'm as happy as I can ever be, if this is to be happy I guess I kinda like it, but it's nothing very impressive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw... microsoft's guys re crazy, they said that linux security is a myth xP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-TOP: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-LEFT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999999 2px dashed" align="left" width="100"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;kinda nostalgic and a little borried, but feeling nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110738633951857290?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110738633951857290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110738633951857290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110738633951857290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110738633951857290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/02/buenos-aires-after-week.html' title='Buenos Aires - after a week'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110686639268683610</id><published>2005-01-27T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:53:12.686-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mendoza, Argentina, day two</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I arrieved here yesterday, and since then I haven't stop walking, wich is good because I wanna see stuff and I head to Buenos Aires tomorrow morning, but I'm too freaking tired for now, it's a nice place, one of the thing I like more about this place is the leak of graffitti and stuff, it's a very clean city, it's main park is kinda huge (yeah!, huge!), in fact, I don't think anybody could see it all walking in a single day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;downtown is nice, and the place where I'm staying is quite near, so I walk to every place I wanna go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, music disks and dvds are quite cheap here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-TOP: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-LEFT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999999 2px dashed" align="left" width="100"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; some song I don't reconize here at the ciber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110686639268683610?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110686639268683610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110686639268683610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110686639268683610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110686639268683610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/mendoza-argentina-day-two.html' title='Mendoza, Argentina, day two'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110670719356730127</id><published>2005-01-25T23:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T23:39:53.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving... again</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for vacation again "what? again" - yes, again ^^^, I'm happy, this time I'm going to Argentina, and then to Paraguay I think, dunno, my dad is the one who is riding so...&lt;br /&gt;well, I have not much time, with packing and averything, so this ends here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;happy... at least as much as I can be&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110670719356730127?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110670719356730127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110670719356730127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110670719356730127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110670719356730127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/leaving-again.html' title='leaving... again'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110668157826844875</id><published>2005-01-25T16:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T16:32:58.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>manners..</title><content type='html'>&lt;quote&gt;beauty is in the eye of the beholder, will is in the mouth of the one who ask for it&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;if you ask kindly, you'll get a nice answer, at least that's the logic way, it's a pitty that logic isn't what describes my family best :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;everybody here is angry, dunno why, I get angry for almost anythin, I know, but when everybody is angry I get even more angry, and even if I try to contorl  myself, everybody is still being angry, so a fight explodes for almost anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;angry, and kinda sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nightwish - Elvenpath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110668157826844875?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110668157826844875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110668157826844875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110668157826844875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110668157826844875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/manners.html' title='manners..'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110653352985478065</id><published>2005-01-23T23:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:27:17.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTFL - Metal fairy tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hahahahaha, this is insane, I got it from the Sonata Arctica Yahoo mailing list and was sent by simona, dunno if she/he made it, but it's so freacking hilarious, I'm still rolling on the floor laughing :'D (hey, I made a new emoticon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAVY METAL: The protagonist arrives on a Harley Davidson, kills the&lt;br /&gt;dragon,drinks some beers and fucks the princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRIND METAL: The protagonist arrives, screams something completely&lt;br /&gt;undecipherable for about 2 minutes and then leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POWER METAL: The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes&lt;br /&gt;from the dragon, saves the princess and they make love in an&lt;br /&gt;enchanted forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THRASH METAL: The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the&lt;br /&gt;princes and fucks her....... easy and quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLK METAL: The protagonist arrives with some friends playing&lt;br /&gt;accordions, violins, flutes and many more weird instruments, the&lt;br /&gt;dragon falls asleep (from all the dancing) protagonist leaves without&lt;br /&gt;the princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIKING METAL: The protagonist arrives in a ship, kills the dragon&lt;br /&gt;with his migthy axe, cooks and eats it, rapes the princess to death,&lt;br /&gt;steals the castle and burns the place before he leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEATH METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the&lt;br /&gt;princess and kills her, then leaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLACK METAL: The protagonist arrives at midnight, kills the dragon and&lt;br /&gt;impales it in the front of the castle.....then sodomizes the princess,&lt;br /&gt;drinks her blood in a ritual before killing her.....then he impales&lt;br /&gt;the deflowered princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GORE METAL: The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon and spreads his&lt;br /&gt;guts in the front of the castle, fucks the princess and kills&lt;br /&gt;her....then he fucks again her dead body, slashes her belly open and&lt;br /&gt;eats her guts, fucks the carcass for the third time, burns the corpse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","and fucks it for the last time  DOOM METAL: The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon and thinks that he never could beat him, gets depressed and commits suicide....the dragon eats his body and the princess as well  PROGRESSIVE METAL: The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a solo for 26 minutes, the dragon kills himself out of boredom, the protagonist arrives to the princess\' bedroom, plays another solo with all the techniques learned in the last year of the conservatory... the princess escapes, and is now looking for the &amp;quot;HEAVY METAL&amp;quot; protagonist  GLAM METAL: The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy\'s appearance and lets him enter, he steals the princess\' make-up and tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink color  INDUSTRIAL METAL: The protagonist arrives wearing greasy overcoat, makes an obscene gestures towards dragon, and gets escorted out of fairy tale land by security guards.  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: 2&lt;br /&gt;  Date: Sun, 23 Jan 2005 22:56:59 +1100 (EST)&lt;br /&gt;  From: Gun Arvidssen &lt;&lt;a onclick="\" href="\"&gt;ski_pil0t@yahoo.com.au&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: [OT] just to laugh a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That\'s fuckin &gt;soooooo&lt;&gt;Find local movie times and trailers on Yahoo! Movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="\" href="\" target="_blank"&gt;http://au.movies.yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;and fucks it for the last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOM METAL: The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon and&lt;br /&gt;thinks that he never could beat him, gets depressed and commits&lt;br /&gt;suicide....the dragon eats his body and the princess as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROGRESSIVE METAL: The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a&lt;br /&gt;solo for 26 minutes, the dragon kills himself out of boredom, the&lt;br /&gt;protagonist arrives to the princess' bedroom, plays another solo with&lt;br /&gt;all the techniques learned in the last year of the conservatory...&lt;br /&gt;the princess escapes, and is now looking for the "HEAVY METAL"&lt;br /&gt;protagonist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GLAM METAL: The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy's&lt;br /&gt;appearance and lets him enter, he steals the princess' make-up and&lt;br /&gt;tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDUSTRIAL METAL: The protagonist arrives wearing greasy overcoat,&lt;br /&gt;makes an obscene gestures towards dragon, and gets escorted out of&lt;br /&gt;fairy tale land by security guards.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;laughing to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Avantasia - Farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110653352985478065?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110653352985478065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110653352985478065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110653352985478065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110653352985478065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/rotfl-metal-fairy-tale.html' title='ROTFL - Metal fairy tale'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110617791829856033</id><published>2005-01-19T20:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T20:42:06.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wintered_hearts/3552897/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos2.flickr.com/3552897_c83cb7e46b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wintered_hearts/3552897/"&gt;yops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/wintered_hearts/"&gt;Phrodo_00&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style=""&gt;actually I came back yesterday, I've came back anyway, so who the hell cares... yesterday I had to read through my whole inbox (no, I do not really get that much mail, but I had to read some mail), the trip was really cool btw, as always I travel to a comp-less place I think I'm not gonna survive, but this time, what I needed was to get out from the city and breath some fresh nice air...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;relaxed...weird OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - I want out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110617791829856033?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110617791829856033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110617791829856033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110617791829856033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110617791829856033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110541285605390242</id><published>2005-01-11T01:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T00:07:54.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, I'll travel to the coast tomorrow, I will be there for a week or so, so don't cry for me ;) xD, anyway, it's not like it will change anything in this blog, as I post about once a week xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;happy, starting to get sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nightwish - feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110541285605390242?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110541285605390242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110541285605390242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110541285605390242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110541285605390242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/well-ill-travel-to-coast-tomorrow-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110522445031901257</id><published>2005-01-08T19:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T19:47:47.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGWTFBBQ!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the guy of &lt;a href="http://www.hriders.com/"&gt;hriders.com&lt;/a&gt; are crazy!!... not only because they seem to love more their motorcycles than their own wifes, but also 'cause they're offering a 1TB (that's 1024GB) mail, yep, 1024 times gmail, more than 100 times your harddrive, I mean, you can upload your whole hardrive, all your software CDs, all your CDs with anime, some complete linux distros and still you'd have enough space for e-mail!... I thought I was mad, but those guy are fuck'd in the head, they are insane, it looks that they have been brainwashed, but who cares, 1TB isn't something you see everyday, so I'm getting an account right by ...mm... NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;Normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - kingdom for a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110522445031901257?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110522445031901257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110522445031901257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110522445031901257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110522445031901257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/omgwtfbbq.html' title='OMGWTFBBQ!!!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110506151173399164</id><published>2005-01-06T22:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T22:31:51.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bye cellphone, sleep with the angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've just killed my cellphone in the washmachine, it was inside of my pants and I put them into the washer, and it died, even worse, this isn't the first time that this happens to me, I've already killed a cellphone in the same way, I feel stupid... I hope this will survive, and, as the other one did, will be ok be two or three months drying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;angry, sad, ashammed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - Broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110506151173399164?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110506151173399164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110506151173399164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110506151173399164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110506151173399164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/bye-cellphone-sleep-with-angels.html' title='bye cellphone, sleep with the angels'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110455855713446522</id><published>2005-01-01T02:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T02:49:17.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yeah!, I know I didn't post for xmas, but here I'm, at 2:47 in the morning ranting, happy new year everybody, I hopw everybody's wishes will become true (unless the ones who claim for my death xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;not sleepy... yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Adagio - Sanctus Ingnis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110455855713446522?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110455855713446522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110455855713446522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110455855713446522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110455855713446522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110367991756077506</id><published>2004-12-21T22:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:45:17.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>bad memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've started a rant several times since my last bloging over here, every post attemp has been dumped, I have no clue about how I'll get my head back to blog, maybe I should just menace it with a chainsaw... I hope I won't reach that far.&lt;br /&gt;besides, I have wonderful blog ideas, and I even think about them as if I was bloging, even in english! (y'know, as I speak in spanish I also manage to think in spanish in some way xP), but when I'm in the front of the blogger page is like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'what was I going to blog about!!??'&lt;/blockquote&gt;... and yeah, it's sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;however, now I'm bloging and that's what matters, my mind is upside down, I know it, but as I'm now in vacation I guess I'll have time enough to clean the mess there inside, that or nwn, nfsu and ro will eat my brain before I manage to even start to shape out my ideas xP.&lt;br /&gt;I got NWN &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORIGINAL &lt;/span&gt;by the way xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway, now I'm in vacation, and I can rest a lot, and wake up anytime (like midday or so xD), I guess that makes me a lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;somehow happy, I just ate after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Dream Theater - A change of seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110367991756077506?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110367991756077506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110367991756077506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110367991756077506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110367991756077506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/12/bad-memory.html' title='bad memory'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110282367622012068</id><published>2004-12-12T00:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T00:54:36.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;last week wasn't as juicy as I thougth it was going to be, I had lots of not-that-good marks deliveries, as some test over here and there and also a little bit of getting anger with my teachers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also said I was in ~80 race in NFSU, actually I had to change my hdd and I'm now at 45 :'(, but now I've got Ubuntu linux and I'm starting to play WRTC:ET, it's quite interesting and fun!!.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope the gallery/portfolio and the new original layou will be ready soon, I'm already thinking about how will that be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mood:&lt;/b&gt;sleepy and tired &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110282367622012068?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110282367622012068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110282367622012068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110282367622012068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110282367622012068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/12/last-week-wasnt-as-juicy-as-i-thougth.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110221009492435194</id><published>2004-12-04T22:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T22:28:14.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this has been a really LOOOONG week, final exams sucks, really suck,&lt;br /&gt;and suck more if you do not get the marks you want.&lt;br /&gt;btw, the lack of posts is not only because school, but also 'cause my&lt;br /&gt;dad's computer is now mine and I got a new brand Geforce 4, so I've&lt;br /&gt;been playing NFSU this whole week (I'm in race 85), and today I got lineaje II.&lt;br /&gt;as you can imagine, I've made lots of things this week, and that's why&lt;br /&gt;I did not have time for posting, but now I think that school will be&lt;br /&gt;only juice (juice is like leisure).&lt;br /&gt;anyway... cya later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired (I'm always tired, vacations are coming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Teletón theme at tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110221009492435194?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110221009492435194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110221009492435194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110221009492435194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110221009492435194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-has-been-really-loooong-week_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110221008903068924</id><published>2004-12-04T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T22:28:09.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this has been a really LOOOONG week, final exams sucks, really suck,&lt;br /&gt;and suck more if you do not get the marks you want.&lt;br /&gt;btw, the lack of posts is not only because school, but also 'cause my&lt;br /&gt;dad's computer is now mine and I got a new brand Geforce 4, so I've&lt;br /&gt;been playing NFSU this whole week (I'm in race 85), and today I got lineaje II.&lt;br /&gt;as you can imagine, I've made lots of things this week, and that's why&lt;br /&gt;I did not have time for posting, but now I think that school will be&lt;br /&gt;only juice (juice is like leisure).&lt;br /&gt;anyway... cya later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired (I'm always tired, vacations are coming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Teletón theme at tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110221008903068924?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110221008903068924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110221008903068924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110221008903068924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110221008903068924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-has-been-really-loooong-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110132471402034530</id><published>2004-11-24T16:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T16:32:33.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;woah!, I was in the border of crying watching Kaleido Star, of course I didn't, but I guess I cryed without tears... that anime is so godammed good (although there are lots of people that think it's lame).&lt;br /&gt;anyway... this week has been too fucking tyring :'(&lt;br /&gt;read &lt;a href="http://members.cox.net/daguilar1/funny.shtml"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, it's so fucking funny (*warning it might be NSFW*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; kinda sad, yet happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Kaleido Star spanish closing song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110132471402034530?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110132471402034530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110132471402034530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110132471402034530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110132471402034530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/woah-i-was-in-border-of-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110108696302999865</id><published>2004-11-21T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T22:29:23.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;woah!, I'm stuffed, I've just arrieved from my almost cousin first communion lunch (after going to the ceremony of course) I arrieved to the church at 8:45, and got to his house 'bout halfday, and since then the only thing I did was to eat and laugh, it was a very good day.&lt;br /&gt;btw, my almost cousin hasn't really blood chains, he is just a little friend of mine, and his whole family is like an extension to my family, as we all make a very fun and good group.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm feeling... stuffed, and that's makes me willing to go to the bed xDDD&lt;br /&gt;oh!, I'm downloading a Ghost in the Shell fansub using bittorrent, I just cannot wait to see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;stuffed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; The sound of the tree leaves dancing with the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110108696302999865?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110108696302999865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110108696302999865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110108696302999865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110108696302999865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/woah-im-stuffed-ive-just-arrieved-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110099721363725321</id><published>2004-11-20T21:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T21:33:33.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>more things about APEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;lots of people has protested for the APEC, but I really dunno why they're protesting, I mean, they will continue being alive after this.. I think, they say they also protest against Bush, I don't understand this too, they act as if Bush is gnno to send troops from the states to invade Chile or like that he is gonna listen them.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, they are a bunch of anrachist punks, comunist fanatics and dumb high school and universty guys, and their way of showin' their thoughts is breaking public and private property, breaking glasses and robering, dunno how they can possibly believe that they will be taken seriously if they do that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like what Bush has been doing over here though, I'm not speaking about what he has said, but about what he and its team (the Secret Service) has been doing about security, it has been overwhelming, he really shows out that he isn't confident of Chilean security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - Victoria's secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110099721363725321?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110099721363725321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110099721363725321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110099721363725321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110099721363725321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/more-things-about-apec.html' title='more things about APEC'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110091696544074110</id><published>2004-11-19T23:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T23:16:05.440-03:00</updated><title type='text'>APEC</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;APEC rox, as it was here in Chile this year, we people of Santiago have an extra free day, and I wasted it all trying to fix a broken notebook and surfing all over the web&lt;br /&gt;by the way, I'm seein' a really good movie, it's an stalone one, and it's about mafia. just rox, it's a comedy one btw, just ROTFL, I'll post the title later, 'cause I didn't catch it, I started seeing the actor's names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;ROTFL Watchin' a film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt;that incredible movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110091696544074110?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110091696544074110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110091696544074110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110091696544074110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110091696544074110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/apec.html' title='APEC'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110082560118477665</id><published>2004-11-18T21:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T21:58:07.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/179/1034/640/20031120d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/179/1034/200/20031120d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading "count your sheep" for this whole day, well, actually this whole afternoon, 'cause I spent all my morning trap'd at my school, anyway, the comic is so freaking hilarius, funny and cute. it's about a little 5 years old girl called katie, her first sheep of the sheep counting (that reminds me of something...) 'ship`(actually katie sleeps as soon as she gets to count up to one), and laurie, katie's mom.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the comic is really funny, it's a continue flow of ROTFL and LOL, so check it out at  &lt;a href="http://www.countyoursheep.com/" title="count your sheep" target="_blank"&gt;CountYourSheep.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110082560118477665?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110082560118477665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110082560118477665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110082560118477665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110082560118477665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/ive-been-reading-count-your-sheep-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110054248502364523</id><published>2004-11-15T15:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T15:14:45.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'>heck, shut up dog!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my dog has been strange, she is crying for anything, and wouldn't be able to sleep either, so she makes us to sleep really bad, she believes that her toys (wich are some gum ducks) are her children or something, is a really crazy dog, she spend asll yesterday crying and carring those ducks from one place to another, so today my mother got a little angry about that and hid the ducks, now my dog is kinda deppressed, and is worse than before... and that's my bad 'cause the only thing she does when I'm alone is to cry, and is really hard fucusing into anything with that discussting noise.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that's what the music was invented for... well maybe it wasn't invented for this, but it works anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Thyrfing  - Over the hills and far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110054248502364523?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110054248502364523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110054248502364523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110054248502364523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110054248502364523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/heck-shut-up-dog.html' title='heck, shut up dog!!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110048195979455521</id><published>2004-11-14T22:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T22:25:59.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!! birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it was a nice birthday, since I got lots of gift, I've never had so many gifts since I was a little child, I got a couple of really nice t-shirts, a jeans, $US7 and an original copy of the lord of the rings!!!... YAY!!, I did read it, but an ilegal copy, and now I can have the best book in the histoey WOW!!, thankya uncle neko (yeah, we call him that way)(no,he isn't related to cats)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Blind Guardian - into the s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110048195979455521?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110048195979455521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110048195979455521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110048195979455521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110048195979455521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/yay-birthday.html' title='YAY!! birthday'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110037051709955823</id><published>2004-11-13T15:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T15:28:37.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ouch!!.. my back is hurting meh!!!... I think that's the reason of this anger I'm handling for anything anybody tells me, but what is upseting me more in this state of... dumbness is loud speech, it makes my head to blow away!!!!... I think I'm gonna die!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt; pissed off by anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Mägo de Oz - la venganza de gaia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110037051709955823?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110037051709955823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110037051709955823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110037051709955823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110037051709955823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/ouch.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-110021450387296021</id><published>2004-11-11T20:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T20:08:23.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow!, this has been kinda a hard week, in three more weeks are the final exams after all... so I've been busy, very busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Interpeter - Song at radio station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-110021450387296021?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/110021450387296021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=110021450387296021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110021450387296021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/110021450387296021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow-this-has-been-kinda-hard-week-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109993800351486050</id><published>2004-11-08T15:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T15:20:03.513-03:00</updated><title type='text'>t3h happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hi ^^, i'm happy dunno why, well, I'm not the happyness itself, i'm myself after all, and I cannot change that, but I'm kinda happy for some insane reason wich I dunno of.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like my marks at school are nat as bad as I were especting, I have like ...hhmmm... 6.7 of 7 in physics, and that's pretty good, but that isn't the strange source for my happyness, I still dunno what it is.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I have to goto the bathroom, maybe I'll be posting again later xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;tired, yet happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - San sebastian (revisited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109993800351486050?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109993800351486050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109993800351486050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109993800351486050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109993800351486050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/t3h-happyness.html' title='t3h happyness'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109977706695126657</id><published>2004-11-06T18:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:11:27.243-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, this is just to say one thing, I will start posting again, I had to think if this is worth of my time, no I think that is better than lots of things I do, I dunno, I think I've been changing in some way recently, and that makes me doubt sometimes, but my problems with my parents are still there, 'cause I'm a too silly boy :&amp;P, and I cannot shut up my mouth when I must, so everything drives me in a chaos... anyway, I'll be posting a lot, I hoipe everyday, stay tunned &lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;kinda sad, and angsty &lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica - the boy who wanted to be a real puppet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109977706695126657?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109977706695126657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109977706695126657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109977706695126657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109977706695126657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-this-is-just-to-say-one-thing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109669334912466099</id><published>2004-10-02T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T01:02:29.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't seem to be able to cg today :'(, everything comes out crappy &gt;.&lt;.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to buy a gift for a friend tomorrow, but my parents don't seem to let me after the discuss we had at the table just a few secondes about&lt;br /&gt;I'll go to the bed, I hope I'll be sleeping soon (goddamed insomnia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck , I hate when anybady tries to see what I'm writing about while I'm writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;angry and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;I wanna hear silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109669334912466099?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109669334912466099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109669334912466099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109669334912466099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109669334912466099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109659547673117816</id><published>2004-09-30T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T21:51:16.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;aaarrgghh!!!, my hosting has closed, I'll have to find a new one, I really liked it, it was fast, and the administrator was quite cool, and always answered all the mails he had, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;if you know about some server, just tells me, pliss&lt;br /&gt;oh!, yesterday at onero was a great day, we got the creamhit castle, and the guildwar was really fun, to be a sage is great, you kick the wizard's arse xDDD, but now it's over, today we were killed by other guile, and now we haven't castle.&lt;br /&gt;eeemm.. if you didn't unterstood that last thing, you MUST play RO&lt;/p&gt;i don't fucking know whay I'm this depressed, I don't like to feel like I'm feeling, well, I don't want to live my life either... but that's normal... I always feel that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;kinda sepressed... dunno why, and tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica [winterheart's guild] Champagne bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109659547673117816?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109659547673117816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109659547673117816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109659547673117816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109659547673117816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/aaarrgghh-my-hosting-has-closed-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109633150220559848</id><published>2004-09-27T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T20:31:42.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>w00t!, I cleaned up my computer keyboard, It doesn't sounds funny anymore xDDD, it's cool when you do this sort of thing by yourself, you feel like.... uh... dunno, but certainly you feel good xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt;  Sonata Arctica - Mary Lou (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109633150220559848?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109633150220559848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109633150220559848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109633150220559848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109633150220559848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/w00t-i-cleaned-up-my-computer-keyboard.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109581885446627000</id><published>2004-09-21T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T22:07:34.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been thinking about online friends lately (about five minuts ago xD), it's cool to know people from everywhere, and it's cool to have friends that do not worry about how you look, they're just friends, they expend lots of time with you, knowing you, but you won't know most of them irl.&lt;br /&gt;but what if something mad is going on, I'm mean, friends are there for support you, but what if an online friend of you don't gents online anymore, you wouldn't know what the heck is going on with him/her, and you won't know if they are even dead... it'd really be a pity...&lt;br /&gt;I'll now write a song of Sonata Arctica's lyric that talks about people that you meet on teh net, not only friends, but all the people, it's not exactly about what I'm writing here, but it's close enough.&lt;br /&gt;and the song is...&lt;b&gt;weballergy&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;We only have one candle&lt;br /&gt;To burn down to the handle&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;If you live like a man, You live in  tales you tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rage and run like a fool&lt;br /&gt;You need no brain, your best tool&lt;br /&gt;Stay put and as they say&lt;br /&gt;Live like a man, the only way you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to  you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the real thing  underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked truth revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You type your name on one row&lt;br /&gt;To get dosed-up tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;You live in a CC dream, with your  machine&lt;br /&gt;It's your goal supreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you have it all now&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom, power, know-how&lt;br /&gt;Can't even think you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;This is the way the brain of a male is  made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to  you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;You cannot see the real thing  underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked light revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live, you will die&lt;br /&gt;You won't live forever stuck in time&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow, push and tow&lt;br /&gt;You must keep it real to find her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let the phone line bring it home to  you&lt;br /&gt;The life, the lies, the dreams&lt;br /&gt;Can't even see the real thing  underneath&lt;br /&gt;- Naked light revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live, you will die&lt;br /&gt;You won't live forever stuck in time&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow, push and tow&lt;br /&gt;You must keep it real to find her&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood:&lt;/strong&gt;a little sad, just 'cause I unknown reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica [Songs Of Silence] weballergy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109581885446627000?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109581885446627000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109581885446627000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109581885446627000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109581885446627000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/ive-been-thinking-about-online-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109460155647326859</id><published>2004-09-07T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T19:59:16.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Para que no me olvides</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;gosh!, I finnished a 250 pages book in two days, it was... fast, tomorrow I have the test for that, and also I have to show some poems for psicology, I choosed Poe xD.&lt;br /&gt;the book is quite interesting, it's even good, besides the political stuff (it's charged of anger against my Pinochet general),  the story, the love story, the lonely story is pretty entertaining, it's about a woman who is incomunicated of the world, she cannot say what she feels nor what she thinks, nad she is unable to read, or to write, but she is still feeling, she still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go now, I need to make hte Poe poems look good, without computer asistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Nightwish [once] wish I had an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109460155647326859?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109460155647326859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109460155647326859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109460155647326859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109460155647326859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/para-que-no-me-olvides.html' title='Para que no me olvides'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109426605966152809</id><published>2004-09-03T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:47:39.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>at last this fucking week came to the end!!!11</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ouch!,  my whole body hurts me, I'm really tired, I really would like to mmm... rest -hell, I'm already doing that- I had to answer many test this week, even one speech in english about a theatre play and a test of a book wich I had to read in just one more day, uf!, that¡s why certainly I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to come out with some fiends/classmates and watch out a movie at my Friend Dar Angel's house, but I couldn't... I'm tired, and I had to do lots of stuff, prehaps another day, I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;totally fucking tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt; Sonata Arctica [songs of Silence] The power of the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109426605966152809?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109426605966152809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109426605966152809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109426605966152809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109426605966152809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/at-last-this-fucking-week-came-to.html' title='at last this fucking week came to the end!!!11'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109405094741905477</id><published>2004-09-01T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T11:02:27.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hi, I'm juicy (in my country juice is somehow like leisure xD), at last I finnished my freaking Spanish work: 7 pages of crap and lies about "la divina comedia" by Dante, I have to go now, see ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr style="BORDER-RIGHT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-TOP: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-LEFT: #999999 2px dashed; BORDER-BOTTOM: #999999 2px dashed" align="left" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mood: &lt;/strong&gt;sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; My friend talking to me...-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109405094741905477?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109405094741905477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109405094741905477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109405094741905477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109405094741905477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/09/hi-im-juicy-in-my-country-juice-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109389425343457288</id><published>2004-08-30T15:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T15:30:53.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>freaking mondays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's monday, I hate mondays, I'm tired, and I have to go to the freaking school to do a freaking work for Spanish.... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica [ecliptica] Blank File&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109389425343457288?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109389425343457288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109389425343457288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109389425343457288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109389425343457288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/08/freaking-mondays.html' title='freaking mondays'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109365708018613954</id><published>2004-08-27T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:38:00.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>j0, it has been a long time since my last post here, heck!, it has been almost a month, a lot of stuff has happened in this time.. hey! wait, don't run away, I'm not going to tell you everything, I'm too lazy for that, so you are safe...for now. However, let's start as if yesterday I updated this thingie (I hope I will update it everyday, let's see if I can do it).&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who is the tekken master, I saw him beating all the game in 5minutes! it was incredible (at least for me, I'm not very talented for fighting games)... and well... I arrieved at home later... but it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;YAY!, sonata has a new brand record (actually, they haven't relased it yet, but they already relased a single xD) called "reckoning night" it looks quite interesting and I think it will be very good, maybe as good as silence or winterhearts guild.&lt;br /&gt;Oh!, and I got the 'ecliptica' sonata t-shirt YAY!!!, long sleeves, and in the back it reads a piece of 'my land'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setsunita, pliss, find the way and hang me out 'don't say a word'm, I need it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tired, it's friday after all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;myself playing 'the last drop falls - Sonaa Arctica' in my guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109365708018613954?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109365708018613954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109365708018613954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109365708018613954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109365708018613954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/08/j0-it-has-been-long-time-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109112174962980717</id><published>2004-07-29T13:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T21:41:58.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the same history, I thought today was going to be a beautiful day, I was efforting a lot, but everything ended when I sat dawn with my parents at the table to have breakfast, since then, everything went from bad to worse.. they started (again) to say that everything I do, I do it bad... anyway, when I left, I opened the kitchen door, and I damaged the car, that was ODD..., I wouldn't like it if someone feels like I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;oh!, I decided that I'll change the page's layout for the on I had before, 'cause I made it, and 'cause I think it's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;sorry about the lack of updates, just supose that I have been stucken playing RO xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D'OH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica - Silver tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109112174962980717?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109112174962980717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109112174962980717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109112174962980717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109112174962980717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/same-history-i-thought-today-was-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109072898945122810</id><published>2004-07-24T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T00:17:44.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cs2d</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm not a Counter Strike pleyer, in fact, I've never played that game, but I really liked &lt;a href="http://www.cs2d.com"&gt;cs2d&lt;/a&gt;, a extrange (but fun anyway) mixture between CS and GTA2, it has a 2d space in wich you play cs in most of its modes, and it even has singleplay and multiplayer mode, so you can't get boried.&lt;br /&gt; tomorrow I'll make a review of it as a¡teh quake player I am (i mean.. without any knowlodenge of CS)&lt;br /&gt; pd: teh server almost doesn't uses brandwith&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109072898945122810?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109072898945122810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109072898945122810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109072898945122810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109072898945122810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/cs2d.html' title='cs2d'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109062949754230447</id><published>2004-07-23T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T20:38:17.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOAH!!</title><content type='html'>today has been a very busy day (in fact, the day has not been busy, it's me who has been busy today... anyway), today I went to teh center of this city with my family(I live in the otsides), it was kinda fun, and I even won money (I sold some empty printer cadtriges).&lt;br /&gt; I'm in vacation now, all this week, that's why I have not posted as much as I would like to do it, I'll put more effort in this... I promess... in fact I will not do a in spanish blog ('cause not many people read this, and more pages would mean less visits in every one of them), anyway, I'm thinking into upload a gallery.&lt;br /&gt; I have a week f vacation left, in that time I'll kepp doing nothing ahaha... aren't vacations for sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't fucking know, but I'm kinfa calm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Rhapsody - Triumph For My Magic Steel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109062949754230447?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109062949754230447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109062949754230447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109062949754230447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109062949754230447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/woah.html' title='WOAH!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-109003653661758396</id><published>2004-07-16T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T23:55:36.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes...not, always, I feel like a piece of crap, neither, I feel&lt;br /&gt; like everybody thinks that I'm a piece of crap, I have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt; against that, anybody can think whatever the hell he/she/it could want&lt;br /&gt; to think about another one, but it's sad when you feel that your own&lt;br /&gt; family, your own parents, mom and dad, thinks that you are something&lt;br /&gt; closely like a thing, anything but a humen bean, they want to feel&lt;br /&gt; great, to get that feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; me, they want to feel proud of me, as much as they feel it of their car&lt;br /&gt; or their house, but the don't care about what I could think or feel,&lt;br /&gt; they don't even care about if I feel or think, they just want to feel&lt;br /&gt; proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; if they feel sorrow for something that I do, thy tell me, and even they&lt;br /&gt; hit me, but I have not the rights to tell why I do something or another&lt;br /&gt; thing, if if feel helpless and alone, I have nobody to be with, and&lt;br /&gt; that hurts a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; in this same moment, my mom is yelling at me for go to the bed, I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr style="border: 2px dashed rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="left" noshade="noshade" width="100"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;disapointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;the music of "Desert Storm", a geme wich is played by my dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-109003653661758396?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/109003653661758396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=109003653661758396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109003653661758396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/109003653661758396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108949621088873503</id><published>2004-07-10T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T17:50:10.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neverwinter nights!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, some of you could have already noticed it, but I'll say it again I LOVE NEVERWINTERNIGHTS AND IT'S THE GAME WICH I WANNA PLAY MORE (maybe I won't like it when I play it, but for now I think that it's the best game EVER), today I thought that I got it, an ilegal copy, but a copy anyway, it was in a famous underground market called "persa bio-bio", wich is famous for have people who sells cheap stuf, altough theit methods aren't very legal, in fact, most of them sell burrowed or copied stuff, one of them sold me a copy of Neverwinter, but it wasn't, it was just a couple of virgin CDs, so I still wanting to play it, but with ~US$5 less in my wallet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;disapointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica - Last Drop falls&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108949621088873503?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108949621088873503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108949621088873503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108949621088873503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108949621088873503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/neverwinter-nights_108949621088873503.html' title='Neverwinter nights!!!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108940877614495198</id><published>2004-07-09T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T17:32:56.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;my always tell me that I shouldn't talk about some stuff (like political stuff)in some places, in fact they tell me that I shouldn't in most of the places, 'cause I coul find someone that doesn't thinks like you, but, then why talk?, I mean, if you not that a person will agree with you, why bother into ask him/her, you know what that person will answer, of course, I'm not a muppet, and I think about what the people (anybody) tells me before doing it, so I'll do what I think it's right, and what I think it's right is to discusse about anything with the people who disagrees whit you, 'cause if not, any word wouldn't make any sense...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Blind Guardian - the bard's song: the hobbit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108940877614495198?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108940877614495198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108940877614495198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108940877614495198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108940877614495198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108932179182787239</id><published>2004-07-08T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T17:25:49.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>uh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hi, if you are reading this, that's 'cause you should be some kind of masoquist person, to read a guy writing in bad english about nothing is boring I think, I try to do this more entertaining, but I'm not a very funny.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm writing from the computer room in my school, with a real QWERTY keyboard, not an spanish keyboard, so I can't do extrange sings right now.&lt;br /&gt;however, the thing that I was going to post is that I have been thinking about some projects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm thinking about doing in-spanish blog, I think it would be interesting, but y'know how lazy I am....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I'm going to do a roleplaying master system (no, not like RO, but like ad&amp;d) wich could be simple, powerful, customizable, free (as in freedom and as in beer) and in spanish (some translater would be appretiated)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;well, I hope that I could do some of these things.&lt;br /&gt;well, this was everything I wanted to say, cya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;people talking behind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108932179182787239?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108932179182787239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108932179182787239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108932179182787239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108932179182787239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/uh.html' title='uh'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108914440105953053</id><published>2004-07-06T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T16:06:41.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd wish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I really would wish that everyday seems to this one, at least the in-school part of the day... wtf?, yes, why?, well, 'cause today almost the only thing I did at school was to see a film (a very good one): the dead poets society, it's so good that I think it's one of my "most favourites" FILM EVER!, I really liked it, it is about the same thing what the life is about, well, after that, I came home xD, so I think everyday should be like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other things, I have to design a website and do some graphics for a game, yes, a an RPG game wich has my cgings, and wich site is designed by me (I haven't made a design for this blog for the fucking lazynees), the only thing bad for some of you is that it is in spanish, but it's good for lot of people too...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Blinf Guardian - nightfall&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108914440105953053?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108914440105953053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108914440105953053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108914440105953053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108914440105953053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/id-wish.html' title='I&apos;d wish...'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108905272718838809</id><published>2004-07-05T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T14:38:47.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hi again ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well, I was going to post something, but I have to lunch now, so I leave you with my &lt;a href="http://trashthesystem.co.uk/phrodo_00/stuff/winampplaylist.html"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt;, so you can see what kind of music I have&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Stratovarius - Liberty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108905272718838809?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108905272718838809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108905272718838809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108905272718838809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108905272718838809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/07/hi-again.html' title='hi again ^^'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108836135445701596</id><published>2004-06-27T14:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T14:35:54.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;haven't you noticed that the most effort you could do, the things came out worse?, I mean I heve been trying to be nice with my family, don't yell'em, not to look them evily, but today I was searching for something, my dad thought I was angry or some crap like that, and he yelled at me, and told me the thing he always says "we are just four, how can't we live hippily?", but he doesn't do anything to live happily, and the first thing he think it is bad, becomes angry, so I simply don't understand, I would like to apoligize for what I did wrong but I don't know what did I do wrong, so the only thing I can do is to dfend myself nad to be locked here in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;many things has happened since my last rant, that's 'cause I have been lazy about it, so i'll do a digest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my argentinian uncle went back to his country yesterday, it was sorta of sad but happy, you know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I spend a very good time with my uncle "setsuna" (it's her nickname), and I hope to repeat it 'cause it was fun, and I think she thinks like me in lots of stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finnihed all the final tests, I think I did it right, but I don't know yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tatakae-no-fansub as translated ba&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;dissapointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Stratovarius - Father Time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108836135445701596?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108836135445701596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108836135445701596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108836135445701596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108836135445701596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/havent-you-noticed-that-most-effort.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108778167315318394</id><published>2004-06-20T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T21:34:33.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel my stomach full of meal, some time oago I though I was going to explote, it didn't happen anyway, so I can write this rant.&lt;br /&gt;today was father's day, so my aunt prepared pizzas, but not a pizza and not tiny pizzas, she did about 6 really-big sized pizzas, and then the mom of a friend (she is almost like an aunt of mine) gave us fish (salmón), so I'm full of meal right now&lt;br /&gt;however, I though I was having a text tomorrow, but no!!, it's on tuesday =^_^= (teh kitty really ownz me)&lt;br /&gt;uh... I want a tablet!!, so if you want to give me an expensive gift, you already know what to buy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;My Land - Sonata Arctica (I told you that I have a cd full of sonata's mp3s&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108778167315318394?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108778167315318394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108778167315318394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108778167315318394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108778167315318394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/pizza.html' title='pizza'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108751941882388767</id><published>2004-06-17T20:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T20:43:38.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to stay in bed becomes the people mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've been laying in bed for so long (like two days) that I'm starting to became crazy, some kind of madness is taking the control of my body, it's too bored to be here, unable to do anything but just lay and sleep... it could be the heaven for some people, I know it, but for me me it's a nightmare, I'm standing now, but I'm not fine at all, so I have to keep laying, anyway... tomorrow I'm going to the math final test, I hope I'll do it good&lt;br /&gt;well, my lack of any ideas for writing is awfully big, so I'm leaving now, I have to walk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;a little sick, recovering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;the sound of my feet crashing with the ground&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108751941882388767?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108751941882388767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108751941882388767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108751941882388767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108751941882388767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/to-stay-in-bed-becomes-people-mad.html' title='to stay in bed becomes the people mad'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108734249890122899</id><published>2004-06-15T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T19:34:58.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;OMFG!!, I went to the doctor, and he said that I have to stay laying at bed 'til friday, it's too boring here!..., however I think I'm feeling better... I hope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Sick and laying at bed :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;La venganza de gaia - Mägo de Oz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108734249890122899?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108734249890122899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108734249890122899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108734249890122899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108734249890122899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/omfg-i-went-to-doctor-and-he-said-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108732837584531708</id><published>2004-06-15T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T15:39:35.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch LOL cof</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;finally I went home, so I'm here, lying atbed, of course I could't stay AFC (away from the computer), so I bringed up the screen over a chair, the case in the ground, and the QWERTY Keyboard and the Mouse in the bed, LOL, the only thing I need to do now to be totally confortable is to bring up here the kitchen too, however, ah!, I need a black pencil too, 'cause after to be sitting/laying here My ass hole will be gone xD&lt;br /&gt;I have being surfing all over the net (I mean &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com" target="_blank"&gt;Deviantart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.slashdot.net" target="_blank"&gt;/.&lt;/a&gt; and many sites like these), I found a very OMFGWTFBBQ =^_^= thing, check it out &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/8105614/" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, it's about teh =^_^= and the IRC, so some people will get it and will just LOL, anyway, I you don't understand a word you can always check &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internet_slang" target="_blank"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; (yeah... M$ Encarta sucks)&lt;br /&gt;I will be updating the blog a lot now, 'cause I have nothing to do (I'm thinking in come back to programming).&lt;br /&gt;sorry about filling your screen with new windows, but I write this without a WYSIWYG editor (altough I don't need it), and I'm not in mood of name the windows (no, it isn't sicknees what makes me lazy, I'm always lazy), so you will have to spend lots of ram MUAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: Setsukita, now I'm really sure I won't be able to go to our meeting, a pitty, we'll have to do it another day :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*leisure mode on*&lt;br /&gt;one sheep&lt;br /&gt;two sheeps&lt;br /&gt;three sheeps&lt;br /&gt;four sheeps&lt;br /&gt;five sheeps&lt;br /&gt;six sheeps&lt;br /&gt;seven sheeps&lt;br /&gt;eight sheeps&lt;br /&gt;nine sheeps&lt;br /&gt;ten sheeps&lt;br /&gt;eleven sheeps&lt;br /&gt;twelve sheeps&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;*leisure mode off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't know why did I do that, don't sue or flame me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica - land for the free (yeah, I have a cd full of Sonata so don't bother)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108732837584531708?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108732837584531708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108732837584531708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108732837584531708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108732837584531708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/ouch-lol-cof.html' title='Ouch LOL cof'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108730424005153642</id><published>2004-06-15T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T08:57:20.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hope I did it well</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Uf!, I finished the spanish/comunication test, I think it was quite easy, but that happens me always when I do a spanish test, and always I have wrong answers, I hope this time not, I really hope this time not.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I feel sick right now, my chest hurts, I think I will leave the school today, I wanna to be at home, however, I'll try to stay here, I must resist... wait a minute, what should I resist of?, I'm going home... I do not know what to do... anyway, I'll post if I stay here or if I go home.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing I know is that I have a wrong ask in the test, it was confusing, and I thought about it after mark the 'X' over the alternative... it was odd.&lt;br /&gt;I have to quit now, read you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: Natalie, if you read this, I think I won't be able to go to the ship-con, I hope we will chat later&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;some people&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108730424005153642?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108730424005153642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108730424005153642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108730424005153642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108730424005153642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-hope-i-did-it-well.html' title='I hope I did it well'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108726412296471403</id><published>2004-06-14T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T21:48:42.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>visit my gallery!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I remembered that I forgot to post that I have a &lt;a href="http://frodo-00.deviantart.com" target="_blank"&gt;Digital Art Gallery&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com" target="_blank"&gt;Deviantart&lt;/a&gt; :P, I will upload something there soon... I hope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;better than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica - Unopened (Live) [*]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108726412296471403?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108726412296471403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108726412296471403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108726412296471403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108726412296471403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/visit-my-gallery.html' title='visit my gallery!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108725165492768687</id><published>2004-06-14T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T18:20:54.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cof! cof!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi, it's me again, and I feel bad, very bad, I think I'm gonna to be sick...hey!.. wait a minute, I feel already sick, and the first final text, the beggining of the end of all the things is tomorrow, I really don't feel good, anyway, any sickness isn't enough to stop me, whatever I would want to do, so I will do all these tests, and I will so them right.&lt;br /&gt;in other matters... today has being good, I do not know why the hell it has being good, but it actually has being pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;I look from here, from my world,  I look the things there outside, it's like a painful picture of the humanity, all these dark shadows altogether with the light spots... a tragedy, people still want to be under the light, even when the darkness is sorround them&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I become shy when I'm writing rants, I'll publish this anyway, so I simply do not understand why I put a window over the textbox everytime someone walks into the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;almost dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;Sonata Arctica - Black Sheep&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108725165492768687?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108725165492768687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108725165492768687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108725165492768687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108725165492768687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/cof-cof.html' title='cof! cof!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108710013109409700</id><published>2004-06-13T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T00:15:31.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>uf!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;yesterday, the hot-dogs thing came out pretty well, altough the only thing I did was just leisure... and to eat hot-dogs of course...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, but chilean Hot-dogs, wich are called "completes" or something like that, are better hot-dogs in the world, they have everything a hot-dog can have as tomatoe, palta, kechup, mayonese, mustard, something called american sauce, something called "chocrú" (or something like that, I really don't know hoe it must be written).&lt;br /&gt;anyway, final tests af the half-year are next week, so I'm studing a lot, when I'm not playing lol.&lt;br /&gt;I heve being playing "Nocturnal Ilusion", a little old graphic adventure with a great, deep, with anime feeling story; good atmosphere and hot and cute anime girls.&lt;br /&gt;But altough that game is good, I must play Neverwinter Nights, I haven't played it and I think it's the best RPG ever!, it is a RPG as a MMORPG, and it rox, and is not olny for that freaking incredible graphic quality, but 'cause it's AD&amp;D too, it even has the blizzard logo in the box!&lt;br /&gt;well, this is me saying good bye again... see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: I feel some pain in my stomach, I think I ate so much at the lunch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I don't know why, but I feel sort of specially well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;my brother playing quake II (you know, all those jumps and rockets)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108710013109409700?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108710013109409700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108710013109409700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108710013109409700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108710013109409700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/uf.html' title='uf!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108699223813470237</id><published>2004-06-11T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:17:18.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today I'm suposed to go and eat hot dogs for class monetary things, but I don't know if I'll go altough the punishment for not to go is high (is like US $2(you have to think that I already have like US $3.5)), but I'm not in mood of do it, and here is cold... and already is getting dark... maybe I will appear and go after eating something, I think that's the best, but I write it again: I'm not in the mood of doing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;trying to decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to: &lt;/strong&gt;The sound of the wind breathing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108699223813470237?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108699223813470237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108699223813470237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108699223813470237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108699223813470237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to do'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108690822588445941</id><published>2004-06-10T18:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T18:58:12.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sponsor needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;this is for everybody who is in my class (I doubt if you could read this... I think yo won't, but you can't sue my for try), I need suport for a Physical Fetapov (for everybody else: a cience/arts expo in my school) Project, so if you wanna join us (me and the oldman), tell us, but you must know that the only thing you will do is to give us money, so we can make the project and you get a seven. waiting for requests...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listening to:&lt;/strong&gt; Metallica - Creeping death (live) at megarock shoutcast radio station&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108690822588445941?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108690822588445941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108690822588445941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108690822588445941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108690822588445941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/sponsor-needed.html' title='sponsor needed'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108689969701969759</id><published>2004-06-10T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T16:42:49.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no titled bored thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Again I'm here in a presentation, this will take about one hour, so I have time to post what I want.&lt;br /&gt;too many things have happened last days, so many that I have couldn't give me time to update this rant, today I had to present a work, it was supposed to be a hand, but it almost finished being just a lot of nosense bones (it was sad... very sad, but somehow funny too), it came out well... I hope, 'cause we (me and some classmates of me) spend all yesterday's afternoon preparing it.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday I had to tell, in front of all the class, alone, and in english (my pronuntiation is awfully terrible (almost as much as my writing)) that ring poem from TLOTR, it came out well too, altough I don't know wich mark do I have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;three rings to the elven kings under the sky&lt;br /&gt;seven to the dwarven lords in their halls of stone&lt;br /&gt;nine to the mortal men doomed to die&lt;br /&gt;one to the dark lord in his dark throne&lt;br /&gt;in the land of mordor where the shadows lie&lt;br /&gt;one ring to rule them all&lt;br /&gt;one ring to find them&lt;br /&gt;one ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them&lt;br /&gt;in the land of mordor where the shadows lie&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote from my memory... I'm such a Tolkien fan&lt;br /&gt;Well... and what matters... I'm a little confused... a friend of mine invited me to go out... and we haven't be together in a long time (about 2 months), the thing is that I'm not sure about what I feel to her, so I don't know what will I do then... I have to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;I hope she won't visit my blog, 'cause I hate lie, and if she asks me if she is who I am talking about I'll have to lie... hey! what the hell I'm writing this for!!?? I don't know... I just do not know... I'll post it anyway... I'll press the button and everything about this rant will be over...&lt;br /&gt;(I still listening without listen the presentation, it's about some religious thing.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;bored, altough I'm happy... happyness after the storm&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108689969701969759?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108689969701969759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108689969701969759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108689969701969759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108689969701969759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/no-titled-bored-thing.html' title='no titled bored thing'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108664653428034814</id><published>2004-06-07T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T18:15:34.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>what would I do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today is monday (yeah, yeah... so what?), but today is freeday in my country, I don't know why the hell we aren't do our stuff, but we aren't doing it, and that's the matter: if you don't do what you must do you don't have things to do... well, it maybe sounds a little weird or whatever, but it is true, I mean... what do you do on freedays? now ¿is it useful?, at least my answer is no, and that worries me a little 'cause if at any moment I could rest I do it, I don't know if I really want to do what I do, and I mean study.&lt;br /&gt;my rational mind tells me and wants to continue studing, to be a succeful person... but, what is a succeful person anyway?, and what would happen if I leave it... everything. I don't know, I think my other me, my subrational fraction of myself doesn't stop me 'cause I have nothing better to do, but I someday I have it? what would happen?&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have thought too much about this, so I'll leave it now, I will stop thinking things like that, as I always do when I start to doubt about what I'm doing... altough I think I must think about this matter&lt;br /&gt;I will prepare my stuff to go to the school tomorrow, and I will continue doing what I am doing, no matter if I don't know why am I doing it.&lt;br /&gt;one last thing:I think more when I write what I think, I will continue doing things like this if more are coming, I won't stop myself if I start something like this.&lt;br /&gt;bye, I hope I could read you later... leave me a comment, sometimes I feel I'm doing this for nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Lazy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108664653428034814?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108664653428034814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108664653428034814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108664653428034814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108664653428034814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-would-i-do.html' title='what would I do?'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108645724828920462</id><published>2004-06-05T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T13:40:48.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aarrggg!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;hi, it's me again, I thing I'm gonna be sick, but I don't want to -_-.&lt;br /&gt;today I will talk about windows, windows is crappy, in windows I have to worry about viruses, and I have to use processor time runing antivirus. I windows I have to check the system with Ad-aware, and delete every fucking ad-aware and trojan, in windows I have to worry of install aplications, and of find free applications. Linux isn't like that, linux is stable and flexible, there aren't Linux viruses or ad-awares, in linux I get my system completely out-of-the-box, and every program I could need is there, and if it isn't there, I know I will find a prgram to do what I want completely free.&lt;br /&gt;In windows I have to worry about the crushes on the system, and about if the memory is full, in linux I just run programs, and I let the system to worry about these matters.&lt;br /&gt;Linux is about do the things one time, but do them good, the instalation is a little hard for windows users, but it's 'cause you setup perfectly your system in it&lt;br /&gt;hopeless I have to use windows, actually my video/tv card is the lamest video card ever, and linux doesn't work with it, so I'm doomed to use windows 'til I could upgrade this computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I wrote this, I just wrote it, so enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;relaxed&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108645724828920462?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108645724828920462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108645724828920462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108645724828920462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108645724828920462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/aarrggg.html' title='aarrggg!!!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108629296124547843</id><published>2004-06-03T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T16:02:41.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm in a presentation right now, it isn't mine, but it is in the computer room ar my school, and I'm the-guy-who-helps-lusers in thurdays, I'm bored, so I will make a quite long post now (I don't think it will be SO long...)&lt;br /&gt;Today I did a presentation, I and the guys who worked with me exepended all yesterday afternoon preparing it. I think we did it good... (I have school at morning)&lt;br /&gt;well... it wasn't so long... see you later. I don't know what to do now, this thing will finish in 1 more hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;bored&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108629296124547843?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108629296124547843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108629296124547843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108629296124547843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108629296124547843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-in-presentation-right-now-it-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108614528594867262</id><published>2004-06-01T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T23:01:25.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow!, today was crazy, at school I had an englsih test, but I just didn't I was going to do an english test until it arrieved into my desk and the teacher said: "let's do the test", altogh I didn't notice I was going to do an english test, I did it pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;afternoon was just study, and more study: PSU training(the big test we do in Chile to go to the university) and the Psicology test I had tomorrow kept me busy for some hours.&lt;br /&gt;as you can imagine, I did nothing particulary interesting today, or at least I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;PD: I'm writing this from my machine xD, My dad, my brother and me fixed it yesterday, but now it has a max. resolution of 640*480.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Tired&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108614528594867262?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108614528594867262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108614528594867262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108614528594867262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108614528594867262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-day.html' title='What a day!!'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108604737603235708</id><published>2004-05-31T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T19:49:36.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no test??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well it seems like I was studing for nothing: a friend and classmate told me at MSN Messenger that the test I was studing for was cancelled by the teacher, so I won't continue studing today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this week I have an english evaluation obout poetry, it's simple: to say a verse learned by heart, and guess what I'm going to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three rings for the Elven kings under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Seven for the Dwarven lords in their halls of stone.&lt;br /&gt;Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die.&lt;br /&gt;One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne&lt;br /&gt;in the Land of Mordor where the shadows lie.&lt;br /&gt;One Ring to rule them all,&lt;br /&gt;One ring to find them,&lt;br /&gt;One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them&lt;br /&gt;In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously I'm a Tolkien fan... se you later... maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Do'h&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108604737603235708?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108604737603235708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108604737603235708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108604737603235708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108604737603235708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/05/no-test.html' title='no test??'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108603897670635782</id><published>2004-05-31T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T17:34:38.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this pic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/179/1034/640/Waitingroom___Edit__.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/179/1034/320/Waitingroom___Edit__.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/7668207/" target="_blank"&gt;pic&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://ageai.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;ageai&lt;/a&gt;, I saw it today at deviantart and I fell in love with it (with the photo), I think it has something, it feels cold, and I like it, it's like... I think it feels like me, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Neonlight fills the room&lt;br /&gt;That makes even red look cold&lt;br /&gt;Bedraggled fragments of time&lt;br /&gt;Rags of the matter of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Things that never were, never are&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could protect her&lt;br /&gt;But a close fist holds nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, but the pain I feel now&lt;br /&gt;A heart turned unthawed&lt;br /&gt;I've been blinded by my pride&lt;br /&gt;A shame this cold light shows&lt;br /&gt;and makes pleasant to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ageai&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I have no time to update the blog, I have to study for a test I have tomorrow. (I have nothing to say today anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108603897670635782?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108603897670635782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108603897670635782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108603897670635782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108603897670635782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/05/this-pic.html' title='this pic...'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7160297.post-108596440651699457</id><published>2004-05-30T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:46:46.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The begining of something</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm glad you have visited my blog, as you can see I was too lazy to do my own template, but I think this is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I had a blog mado by me (no blogger.com stuff) before (it really has 2 rants) but I became tired of it so I leave it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope would like to make a succeful blog, with 5 people or hopefuly more persons reading it, really this post doesn't help too much... but I have to start with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="100" noshade style="{border: 2px dashed #999999;}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Mood:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I don't Know&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7160297-108596440651699457?l=winteredhearts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/feeds/108596440651699457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7160297&amp;postID=108596440651699457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108596440651699457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7160297/posts/default/108596440651699457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winteredhearts.blogspot.com/2004/05/begining-of-something.html' title='The begining of something'/><author><name>Phrodo_00</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16807974103698532663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/223/me0ua.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
