<?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-3144456702202147155</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:25:00.469-07:00</updated><category term='última sessió nomesueltesnunca.'/><title type='text'>not an it girl diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-3243690707620753075</id><published>2009-01-25T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:41:25.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in love with a feeling</title><content type='html'>començo a estar cansada de contenir-me. de no saber què puc dir i què no. de guardar-me el que sento. de dubtar. de no parlar segons quines coses. coses que no estic segura de que siguin reals i que no sé ben bé que volen dir. tinc por d'obrir la boca i que tot canviï.&lt;br /&gt;per això millor no esperar mai res. millor no dir res i potser esperar a que se sobreentengui. si de totes formes no sé ni que vull dir amb tot això.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-3243690707620753075?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/3243690707620753075/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=3243690707620753075' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/3243690707620753075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/3243690707620753075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-in-love-with-feeling.html' title='i&apos;m in love with a feeling'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-555638723546338112</id><published>2008-12-14T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T05:06:01.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>requiem for a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/SUUDj-KUE8I/AAAAAAAAACo/kjHwo1h8iJM/s1600-h/requiem_for_a_dream__darren_aronovsky__etats_unis__2000__agr5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/SUUDj-KUE8I/AAAAAAAAACo/kjHwo1h8iJM/s320/requiem_for_a_dream__darren_aronovsky__etats_unis__2000__agr5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279630054678336450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Marion: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you Harry. You make me feel like a person.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Harry: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marion, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. You are my dream.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Marion: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's nice, Harry. Other people have told me that before, and it was meaningless. When you say it, I hear it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film depicts different forms of &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;addiction&lt;/span&gt;, leading to the characters’ imprisonment in a dream world of delusion and reckless desperation, which is then overtaken and devastated by reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No sé com em pot agradar tant aquesta peli. Quin drama (:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-555638723546338112?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/555638723546338112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=555638723546338112' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/555638723546338112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/555638723546338112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/12/marion-i-love-you-harry.html' title='requiem for a dream'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/SUUDj-KUE8I/AAAAAAAAACo/kjHwo1h8iJM/s72-c/requiem_for_a_dream__darren_aronovsky__etats_unis__2000__agr5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-4312797504695713273</id><published>2008-12-08T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:24:24.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST07-wm6KrI/AAAAAAAAACY/r-2p-WJxLxc/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST07-wm6KrI/AAAAAAAAACY/r-2p-WJxLxc/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277440287734114994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;segurament sóc una de les persones que comet més errors en aquest món. una persona qe necessita consells contínuament per a ignorar-los i fer el que em dóna la santa gana. quan intento dominar les meves emocions i penso amb el cap, m'equivoco. m'arrepenteixo tota la vida de no haver seguit el meu... no diré cor... si no l'altra part del cap. no vull ser com sóc. i canviar seria renunciar a uns principis que ni tan sols tinc. no sóc una dona de paraula, més que res perquè me n'estalvio moltes. començo i no sé acabar. acabo de forma inesperada o ho deixo penjant tota la vida. parlar de principis, és inútil. els principis que diem tenir estan basats en nosaltres mateixos. i jo, encara no sé com sóc. així que no tinc principis ni crec en les paraules i/o expressions següents: "t'estimaré sempre", "sempre estaré amb tu", "no et deixaré mai", "ets la persona que més m'estimo en aquest món", etc etc. els &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sempre&lt;/span&gt; no són res; res més que paraules. la vida, la realitat que escollim viure, és molt més que aquestes paraules. tot això és el qe m'ha ensenyat a mi la vida, són afirmacions 100% empíriques.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-4312797504695713273?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/4312797504695713273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=4312797504695713273' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/4312797504695713273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/4312797504695713273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/12/segurament-sc-una-de-les-persones-que.html' title=''/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST07-wm6KrI/AAAAAAAAACY/r-2p-WJxLxc/s72-c/IMG_0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-2205318352440029199</id><published>2008-12-01T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:24:03.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>síntesi de les acumulacions d'un mal dia</title><content type='html'>Que estic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;farta&lt;/span&gt; ja de totes aquestes persones qe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;creuen&lt;/span&gt; que saben coses i resulta &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;que no&lt;/span&gt; . Que res de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;res&lt;/span&gt;. Persones d'aquelles que me la foten per tots cantons &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;mil cops&lt;/span&gt;, i no sé per què, jo hi continuo enganxada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;fent veure&lt;/span&gt; que no passa res. Doncs una es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cansa&lt;/span&gt; d'aguantar tonteries, una es cansa de deixar-se trepitjar i d'haver de donar les gràcies i demanar perdó per tot. Que jo he comès molts &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;errors&lt;/span&gt;, però segones oportunitats cap. Així que valc el mateix que moltes altres persones que es troben en les mateixes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;condicions&lt;/span&gt; que jo.  I mira qe jo es molt probable qe hagi suspès mates, però tonta no sóc. Sé &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;distingir&lt;/span&gt; entre el que passa de debò, i el que es troba simplement en el fantàstic món de la meva imaginació. I sobretot sé &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;què&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em mereixo i què no. Així qe sisplau, prou numerets i no em toqeu el que no sona, i deixeu de fer coses que sabeu que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;no haurieu&lt;/span&gt; de fer davant els meus nassos. Res més &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-2205318352440029199?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/2205318352440029199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=2205318352440029199' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/2205318352440029199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/2205318352440029199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/12/sntesi-de-les-acumulacions-dun-mal-dia.html' title='síntesi de les acumulacions d&apos;un mal dia'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-5704359682929110094</id><published>2008-11-30T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T10:55:38.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pete doherty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STLhbDDpi1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7WDHABRr8t4/s1600-h/pete-doherty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STLhbDDpi1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7WDHABRr8t4/s320/pete-doherty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274525968397601618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home crec que calia; és estrictament necessari fer-li un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hueco&lt;/span&gt; a aquest home. Al meu estimat i inigualable &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pete Doherty&lt;/span&gt;. És 99% talent i 1% vici. El que jo us digui. No és que sigui un ídol en tots els sentits, no. Ell és l'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Í D O L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-5704359682929110094?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/5704359682929110094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=5704359682929110094' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/5704359682929110094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/5704359682929110094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/home-crec-que-calia-s-estrictament_30.html' title='pete doherty'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STLhbDDpi1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/7WDHABRr8t4/s72-c/pete-doherty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-7963687592783954608</id><published>2008-11-30T00:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:59:10.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>febre comsumista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJUtRmfqpI/AAAAAAAAABA/5YZ3cA07VMI/s1600-h/1176671125_f+%28Small%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJUtRmfqpI/AAAAAAAAABA/5YZ3cA07VMI/s320/1176671125_f+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274371250399980178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriba Nadal i tot seran compres. Però Nadal és només la estúpida excusa per comprar, comprar i comprar. En realitat, consumistes ho som tot l'any. Qe tal i com hi diu en aqesta bossa qe porta la Cory (L): &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shopping cures depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I llavors tothom surt amb la tonteria qe tot això no és necessari. Molt bé, doncs per mi sí. Reconec qe m'encanta comprar. TOT. Em faci falta o no. La roba, les sabates i complements em criden des de l'aparador. I qe faig? entro com si d'una força electromagnètica es tractés.&lt;br /&gt;Arriba Nadal, i no sóc la única qe espera el shopping de forma ansiosa (perqe es una època en qe els diners pràcticament et cauen del cel, altrament dit família). I qe faré jo en un intentent de calmar la meva sed consumista? Buscar feina en un zara, pull and bear, topshop, i un gran etc etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-7963687592783954608?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/7963687592783954608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=7963687592783954608' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/7963687592783954608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/7963687592783954608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/febre-comsumista.html' title='febre comsumista'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJUtRmfqpI/AAAAAAAAABA/5YZ3cA07VMI/s72-c/1176671125_f+%28Small%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-8217417381557799172</id><published>2008-11-30T00:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:42:56.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='última sessió nomesueltesnunca.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJSAgi7BPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bBaShRxx7qY/s1600-h/IMGP3060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJSAgi7BPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bBaShRxx7qY/s200/IMGP3060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274368282294158578" 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/3144456702202147155-8217417381557799172?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/8217417381557799172/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=8217417381557799172' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/8217417381557799172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/8217417381557799172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_8476.html' title=''/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJSAgi7BPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bBaShRxx7qY/s72-c/IMGP3060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-99920579540450180</id><published>2008-11-30T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:40:29.402-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='última sessió nomesueltesnunca.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJRd8xNxDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4aUPGVR5PEo/s1600-h/collage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJRd8xNxDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4aUPGVR5PEo/s200/collage17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274367688574878770" 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/3144456702202147155-99920579540450180?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/99920579540450180/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=99920579540450180' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/99920579540450180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/99920579540450180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJRd8xNxDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4aUPGVR5PEo/s72-c/collage17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-6135611972490441089</id><published>2008-11-30T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:37:07.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJQptG-91I/AAAAAAAAAAk/d1LR_JOMt4o/s1600-h/collage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJQptG-91I/AAAAAAAAAAk/d1LR_JOMt4o/s320/collage18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274366791018018642" 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/3144456702202147155-6135611972490441089?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/6135611972490441089/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=6135611972490441089' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/6135611972490441089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/6135611972490441089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/STJQptG-91I/AAAAAAAAAAk/d1LR_JOMt4o/s72-c/collage18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3144456702202147155.post-785440871281869472</id><published>2008-11-30T00:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:33:40.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;pues eso... qe últimament entre fotolog, facebook, myspace etc etc les persones s'acaben estressant... així qe jo m'he decidit pel blog (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la pregunta és: CAL tot això? la resposta és: definitivament, SÍ. crec qe ha arribat un moment qe literalment, ens avorrim. i el nostre màxim desitg és compartir opinions i investigar a altre persones. tot això derivada en cotilleo o admiració.&lt;br /&gt;res més, he dicho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3144456702202147155-785440871281869472?l=souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/feeds/785440871281869472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3144456702202147155&amp;postID=785440871281869472' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/785440871281869472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3144456702202147155/posts/default/785440871281869472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://souvenirsinanutshell.blogspot.com/2008/11/being-blogger.html' title='being a blogger'/><author><name>nereaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15176574389685870921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_T-m1CpU6G4E/ST0mIATZAbI/AAAAAAAAACA/kty9NANyI80/S220/1227703637865_f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
