<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099</id><updated>2009-02-20T17:13:54.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Tears</title><subtitle type='html'>I wish I could cry like I did back when I was a child, when it really meant something; not like I do now, now they're just water drops coming out of my eyes... meaningless... useless...
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-112690967298207391</id><published>2005-09-16T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T15:27:53.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OK, tardé como una hora para recordar la frase del título... sad, ain't it? Anyway, how you'all been? And by 'you all' I mean me, myself and... you... I know nobody reads T.T ... then again like, what? 4 people know I have a blog :P Heh, guilty as charged.... Uh-huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So, estaba leyendo lo que escribí (hace como un año...) y lo nuevo es: I've got Invader Zim's DVD collection!!! I just love it T-T &amp; the comments! Ah, well, didn't get to meet Jhonen V., though, couldn't get my hands on one of those tickets, it almost got to me *sniffle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OK, to keep this short (and because I can't think of something else) I'll stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-112690967298207391?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/112690967298207391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=112690967298207391' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/112690967298207391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/112690967298207391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/09/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-111740893585355464</id><published>2005-05-29T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T16:22:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_-_</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;OK, so I've got nothing to say, I'm still recovering from yesternight's (heh...) last night's editing frenzy. Cruel thing is no one will probably notice __.__ 'coz it was fucking nothing. Estresante, realmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Anywho... yeah, I got the archives up, they look funny 'cuz they don't have a title and are upside down... I mean, they're in the right chronological order, so they look upside down... Talk about a reversed axis nature @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm bored, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;+K+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-111740893585355464?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/111740893585355464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=111740893585355464' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111740893585355464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111740893585355464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title='_-_'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-111726425538333784</id><published>2005-05-28T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T00:10:55.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhmmm... yeah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OK, como cualquier alumno regular de la EsHum (I'm not sure if that even makes sense, but meh! My blog, my land, my rules) podrá confirmarles, hemos estado atestados de trabajos finales (¿Por qué nos dejan trabajos finales en Etapa Básica? You don't even care 'bout most of the stuff!) así que no he podido... hacer lo que se supone que hago aquí. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is mostly to let you know I'm still alive (hooray) and that I am planning to be a regular here, as I promised to myself and you, my loyal fans. Don't worry, once I'm on the air, you'll have something (else) to worship me for. But that won't happen unless I do my homework, something I'm not really good at; right now, for example, I'm supposed to be writing a promo I'll record tomorrow... well in about 12 hours, but the thing is: I have no fucking idea about what to make people do to win! (Oooh! They're playing -Están tocando- the Mexican National Anthem -el Himno Nacional Mexicano- On 91X) *stops typing, gets up and listens*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;OK, so I better go do something 'coz I wanna go to sleep!... and a Coke, but I can't have the Coke, 'cuz everything's closed and I'm not walking half an hour barefooted just to get one... or am I?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-111726425538333784?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/111726425538333784/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=111726425538333784' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111726425538333784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111726425538333784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/05/uhmmm-yeah.html' title='Uhmmm... yeah...'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-111500332271448117</id><published>2005-05-01T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:08:42.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waffles!... Jinxed -_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So, how many of you, near-perfect people out there like Jhonen Vazquez? Now how many of you would like to meet him? How many of you hideous creatures already do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just going through some links and remembered the good ol' times when I watched Zim episodes and they were &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt;. I want the DVDs T.T! I only saw the 1st one about a year ago at the ComiCon, in San Diego. I met Roman Dirge there, such a nice guy ^^. I'd kill to draw like him (any of them); Hell I'd kill to be able to draw, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I can't be happy in anyway (remember I wanted to go to Coachella? Well, it was this weekend!), I'm not pretty (not that I'm shallow), I'm not smart (at least I'm clever enough to figure this out), I can't draw (trust me on this), I can't write (but you already found this one out), I can't do anything. If I were to be placen in the middle of a stage all I'd be able to do is recite: "Mommy, why did you make me talentless?". And even that wouldn't be done right, 'coz I'd be copying the "Mamá, soy Paquito" poem -_-***.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And don't even get me started on my mind issues, I swear if Goths everywhere wheren't so comprehensive and... well, Goth; they'd beat me unconscious _-_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-111500332271448117?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/111500332271448117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=111500332271448117' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111500332271448117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111500332271448117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/05/waffles-jinxed.html' title='Waffles!... Jinxed -_-'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-111474973157963496</id><published>2005-04-28T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T21:45:45.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De cómo el tiempo es subjetivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;"¿Te has dado cuenta de que yo nunca tengo nada que hacer?" Tal es la pregunta que un joven hizo a su compañera en el laboratorio de cómputo cuando intentaban fijar una fecha de reunión en la apretada agenda de la chica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Tras casi sofocarme para que la inminente carcajada no escapara de mi garganta (que fue el lugar en donde murió), me puse a pensar (¡Oh, glorioso milagro!) y llegué a la rápida conclusión de la horrible situación del tipo: no trabaja, no tiene hobbies, no aprende nada extra a su carrera, vive con sus padres o peor: vive en un departamento a expensas de ellos. Superé el trauma y ví el lado bueno: no trabaja y tiene dinero. Dinero para ir a Coachella, dinero para estudiar en Japón, dinero para comprar todo el arte gráfico que desee... pero ése no es el punto. El meollo de este asunto es ¿Cómo alguien puede desperdiciar el tiempo? Peor aún: ¿Cómo alguien tan joven puede desperdiciar el tiempo mientras estudia en Humanidades, rodeado de los más emprendedores, cultos, inteligentes y prolíficos jóvenes de TJ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Por eso es que hoy jueves 28 de abril, dos días antes de una tocada a la que me gustaría asistir, siendo casi las 10 de la noche teniendo que entregar un ensayo en unas cuantas horas; me tomo el tiempo y escribo. Still juggling with the knives I've been telling you since last year, I stop and engrave this words in the vast Universe of the Internet, for you, my precious fans and loyal followers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Atte: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh, yeah, el título es porque según yo iba a escribir la semana pasada, pero a fin de cuentas ¿qué es el tiempo si no un invento del ser humano? y como tal no tiene fundamento alguno (y no me vengan con lo del método científico porque ya me tiene hasta la cima de mi pequeña estatura). Me... again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-111474973157963496?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/111474973157963496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=111474973157963496' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111474973157963496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111474973157963496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/04/de-cmo-el-tiempo-es-subjetivo.html' title='De cómo el tiempo es subjetivo'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-111422890029556418</id><published>2005-04-22T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T21:05:52.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, even without a PC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;OK... ¡¿¡¿¡¿han pasado casi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;meses desde la última vez que escribí?!?!?! Damn, no wonder people think I'm not responsible. By the way, &lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to every one of my tag-writing guests T.T I promise I'll make this something worth the reading... someday, when I'm smart or talented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Meanwhile I'll talk about Coachella... or not, actually. You see, I'm not going this year either, even with Bauhaus playing and with Blue Monday Junkie going crazy 'bout not seeing Weezer play live. I wanted to camp, but we don't have a car; we thought we'd take a bus, but never got anything arranged; now that we see we could've taken a bus I have no money, OK, I do have the money, it was just meant for something else: a three day long event in wich I was counting on going with a certain somebody but now I'll probably have to find somebody else, and I would rather have a traveling partner who's not a perv... Yeah, guess I'm not going, ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Anyway, help me decide, you either know where to find me, have my cell # or at least one of my email addreses, so speak up, I'm getting desperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Until we meet again... K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;P.S. Later on I plan to talk about shitty media, local stuff and art, hopefully I'll be smart by next post (and hopefully that will be before this week ends... yeah, it will be my New 1/3 Year Resolution, help me make it this time!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-111422890029556418?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/111422890029556418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=111422890029556418' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111422890029556418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/111422890029556418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-even-without-pc.html' title='Back, even without a PC'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-110393232595330509</id><published>2004-12-24T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T15:55:13.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas the nightmare before Christmas, and all though the house,not a creature was peaceful, not even a mouse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So, yeah, being Xmas Eve, I thought I'd give you guys a present and post Tim Burton's original "The Nightmare Before Christmas" poem, but then I figured: let them search if they want it so badly and... the rest is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh, and every time you get the need to kick those annoying little brats you got for a family, remember there's something for you under the tree... and it might be difficult to receive it while in the Green Mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;That's... about everything I wanted to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;mas to all, and to all a good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-110393232595330509?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/110393232595330509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=110393232595330509' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110393232595330509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110393232595330509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/12/twas-nightmare-before-christmas-and.html' title='&apos;Twas the nightmare before Christmas, and all though the house,not a creature was peaceful, not even a mouse...'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-110360828853031977</id><published>2004-12-20T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:51:28.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have often repented speaking, but never of holding my tongue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;  So... where?! Where??? Where does it say?!?!?! Anyway, frase sabia ¿no? (la del título) so true... I just thought I'd share a little wisdom with you, with the year ending, family about to invade (as Mary so precisely puts it -_-) and all... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;     Well, con unas cuantas neuronas despiertas más habría escrito un ensayo o al menos algo moderadamente inteligente sobre la antes mencionada (btw la pronunció Xenocrates de Chalcedon, en caso de que se lo estuvieran preguntando) pero, para empezar, nunca aprendí a redactar ensayos y para seguir ya señalé que estoy semidormida so... de todas formas supongo que quienes lean dicha frase podrán concluir en un nivel mucho más elevado al que yo les ofrecería en dado caso de escribir 'algo' (wow, mi léxico me impresiona ¬¬)... I'll shut up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;     Oh! but remember: Video games don't make people violent... 24/7 Christmas carols do.- T. B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;+K+ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-110360828853031977?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/110360828853031977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=110360828853031977' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110360828853031977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110360828853031977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-have-often-repented-speaking-but.html' title='I have often repented speaking, but never of holding my tongue.'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-110305267554882259</id><published>2004-12-14T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T15:53:01.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Heh, I didn't even remember having this thing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-110305267554882259?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/110305267554882259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=110305267554882259' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110305267554882259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/110305267554882259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/12/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-109857932686117981</id><published>2004-10-23T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T17:55:26.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... y es en momentos como este en que desearía haber aprendido a tocar el violín.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;... I was planning on attending to the Misfits concert but I started reading... y así me dio la 1... sólo leyendo, eso... no puede ser saludable; o quizá de tan sano es extraño, lo único cierto es que no debí leer eso... "Nothing bad ever happened for reading a book" (well, something along those lines)... Evelyn was so wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;... and thus, I leave in hopes of finding something interesting to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-109857932686117981?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/109857932686117981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=109857932686117981' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109857932686117981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109857932686117981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/10/y-es-en-momentos-como-este-en-que.html' title='... y es en momentos como este en que desearía haber aprendido a tocar el violín.'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-109795690621997005</id><published>2004-10-16T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T13:01:46.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I SURVIVED 10/12 BOMB MENACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#663366;"&gt;Just to say that. Es la segunda vez en este año que me sucede, lo gracioso es que fue en dos escuelas distintas ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;+K+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-109795690621997005?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/109795690621997005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=109795690621997005' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109795690621997005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109795690621997005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-survived-1012-bomb-menace.html' title='I SURVIVED 10/12 BOMB MENACE'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-109745535270239813</id><published>2004-10-10T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T18:57:30.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;Hanging out is a state of mind. Just because you're somewhere with people, that doesn't mean you're 'hanging out'. Your body may be there, but although your mind isn't (entirely) -which also happens when you are hanging out-, when you do in fact hang out there's a bond; while it may not be of a fraternal kind, it unites people tightly and in a manner no other way of 'gathering' (let's call it like that) does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You're nobody and you are the world itself at the same time. You are like everybody else in the room and different enough to be the sole representative of something shared by no one else in there. An utopic microcosmos of geniuses. The most brilliant thoughts come from just hanging out, nothing is impossible, no problem unsolvable and no ideas too farfetched...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+K+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-109745535270239813?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/109745535270239813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=109745535270239813' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109745535270239813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109745535270239813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/10/hanging-out.html' title='Hanging Out'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-109737842148708599</id><published>2004-10-09T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T20:20:21.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ro's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;¡¡¡HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#663366;"&gt;¡¡¡Estúpido debugger no me deja escribir!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+K+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-109737842148708599?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/109737842148708599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=109737842148708599' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109737842148708599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109737842148708599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/10/ros-birthday.html' title='Ro&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-109607748977003277</id><published>2004-09-24T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T19:30:58.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So... coo... ._.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Evading spiderwebs*&lt;/span&gt; Hello, it has been quite a while since my last post, my attempt of redesigning the template and well, everything Blog related... but I'm back... or at least I intend to ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Así que... pues... como me dijeron hace unos minutos "no tienes mucho que decir, excepto que no tienes mucho que decir" (Thanks, Mr. Circle ¬¬) lo dejaré aquí... porque no recuerdo mucho... al menos modernizaron la forma de posting, no?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;+K+&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-109607748977003277?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/109607748977003277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=109607748977003277' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109607748977003277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/109607748977003277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/09/so-coo.html' title='So... coo... ._.'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108969333147064080</id><published>2004-07-11T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T21:35:31.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Ink</title><content type='html'>So little to say... so many words I can use... y no conozco casi ninguna *suspiro* las desdichas de la ignorancia. &lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, pretendía escribir algo profundo... o por lo menos no carente de sentido, pero me duele la cabeza y aún tengo que armarme de valor para editar mi skin. Oh, yeah! Green Ink se refiere a un dibujo que acabo de hacer y que vi justo antes de titular mi post, hence the title =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108969333147064080?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108969333147064080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108969333147064080' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108969333147064080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108969333147064080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/07/green-ink.html' title='Green Ink'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108925457440059804</id><published>2004-07-07T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T23:59:48.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm useless? ._.</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through some blogs and find out there are really smart people around this place... continúo mañana&lt;br /&gt;     Éso *points* lo escribí ayer, so I shall proceed...&lt;br /&gt;Como intentaba exponer antes de ser tan secamente cercenada en pleno vórtex ideológico gracias al todopoderoso Chronos (sí, gente, se me acabó el tiempo ¿ya? ¬¬), muchas personas tienen puntos de vista fascinante y la forma en que lo expresan wow. So yeah, I feel like illiterated crap. Eso sin contar que yo no comunico nada, nada de nada; bueno sí, pero nada relevante y definitivamente de forma nada poética ni siquiera planteo un estímulo mental que sería lo mínimo que debería hacer ya que no puedo ofrecer estímulos visuales; I mean, c'mon look at my blog skin, for the Gods' sake, people I suck at html.&lt;br /&gt;     Bueno, si no dejo de escribir esto resultará muy largo y siento que es incómodo... so... bye!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108925457440059804?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108925457440059804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108925457440059804' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108925457440059804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108925457440059804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-im-useless.html' title='So I&apos;m useless? ._.'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108916759578289365</id><published>2004-07-06T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T19:33:15.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... heh... hey</title><content type='html'>     Reportándome de nuevo . . .&lt;br /&gt;     So... hey. Nothing to say, nothing to express I guess... nothing that I remember anyway... *thinks* no he visto Spiderman 2! _-_ de todas formas no me gusta el tipo... pero dicen que la película es muy buena T.t *sigh* iré en cuanto pueda. &lt;br /&gt;Oooooooh, diplomado de cine *tee hee* (ah, qué Sae me ví ¬¬U) anywho, no sé cuándo empieza so... tendré que averiguar (duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to come up with something better,&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108916759578289365?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108916759578289365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108916759578289365' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108916759578289365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108916759578289365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/07/heh-hey.html' title='... heh... hey'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108875135274484114</id><published>2004-07-01T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T23:55:52.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toga, toga!!! </title><content type='html'>     _ _ so this is it, mañana me gradúo de Preparatoria *sigh* no quiero vestir toga __ __ . . .  hace unas horas estaba oyendo antiguos discos sin orden ni coherencia y por azares del destino puse uno de Mecano, empezó la canción que va "... las fotos del bachillerato..." qué coincidencia, ¿no? &lt;br /&gt;     ... bueno, I'm kind of pissed (yes, the people ¬¬) so I'll just leave it here... bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108875135274484114?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108875135274484114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108875135274484114' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108875135274484114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108875135274484114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/07/toga-toga.html' title='Toga, toga!!! '/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108864767157254930</id><published>2004-06-30T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T19:07:51.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So... heh</title><content type='html'>Jiji... ji... ayer no dije nada y hoy olvidé lo que pensaba decir ayer... ._. &lt;br /&gt;     *Super enormous sigh* ya casi terminaba mi post y presioné ctrl + z por error __ __ se me borró todo menos la primera línea *points up*, y no pienso volver a escribir TODO ¬¬ así que escribiré algo completamente nuevo y sí, ya me dí cuenta de que he estado utilizando bastantes palabras extra, y repetido sinónimos como si de una pequeña niña se tratara; aunque no lo crean hay una razón: es un desesperado intento por abarcar el mayor espacio posible con el menor número de ideas lógicas... algo así como la política XP.&lt;br /&gt;     Wow, mi primer post casi 100% en español, bueno, creo que esos renglones bastan... si me convencen -que no creo- subiré escritos míos previamente redactados... Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108864767157254930?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108864767157254930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108864767157254930' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108864767157254930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108864767157254930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/so-heh.html' title='So... heh'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108849395904177581</id><published>2004-06-28T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T00:25:59.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambio de skin, yet again -_-U</title><content type='html'>So... yeah, he decidido quedarme con la otra skin hasta que aprenda más... cosas and stuff... ._. stuff... je... ejem! anyway! *cof, cof* Creo que no tengo nada que decir... hmmm ah! Vi Shrek 2... LOVED the kitty cat!!! God, he was SO cute, and brave, and strong and suave (en inglés, no en español ¬¬)... y hummm... guess that's it ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+ &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108849395904177581?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108849395904177581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108849395904177581' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108849395904177581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108849395904177581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/cambio-de-skin-yet-again-u.html' title='Cambio de skin, yet again -_-U'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108840174515172175</id><published>2004-06-27T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T22:49:05.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>     So I'm depressed again. Hubo un lapso, unas horas en las que salí y fui feliz... now it's back -_-&lt;br /&gt;     I don't know what'll happen in the next days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108840174515172175?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108840174515172175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108840174515172175' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108840174515172175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108840174515172175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108832017052799190</id><published>2004-06-27T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T00:19:33.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoding the unavoidable XP</title><content type='html'>O sea que llevo días sin hacer la más ligera modificación a la goddamn skin. And why's that? Well because I'm lazy -bet you didn't know that by know, heh-. Well... what else?... ... ... I have a yellow poncho... from the Grad Bash... yeah... I have nothing else to say... hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Oh, yeah, I've got something else... screw you not-tag-writing people! *shows tongue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108832017052799190?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108832017052799190/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108832017052799190' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108832017052799190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108832017052799190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/avoding-unavoidable-xp.html' title='Avoding the unavoidable XP'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108813067742403969</id><published>2004-06-24T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T19:31:17.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I didn't say yesterday</title><content type='html'>     As you may have noticed, I'm still with the skin changes. None of them pleases me. Too much fucking editing -_-U.&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, ayer estaba viendo First Wives Club (yeah, the one with Diane Keaton -love her! ^^-, Goldie Hawn-so cute ^^- and Bette Midler -OK, love them all! ^^U) y de pronto empiezan a cantar You Don't Own Me o.o y yo pensando que era de Rasputina _ _, obvio que no me pude contener y terminé cantando con ellas, sobre todo al final. Erick stared at me like I was some kind of freak (dude, I know I'm a freak, there's no need for you to do that ¬¬). Of course that didn't stop me, heh.&lt;br /&gt;     As always, since I never speak, I have too much to say, so I'll just cut it here. Peace! (jajaja, no, ni yo me creí esa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108813067742403969?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108813067742403969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108813067742403969' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108813067742403969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108813067742403969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-i-didnt-say-yesterday.html' title='What I didn&apos;t say yesterday'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108788541892556739</id><published>2004-06-21T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T23:23:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Skins</title><content type='html'>     and layouts... thing is I'm tired, I'll get back ASAP so I can keep trying to edit the layout of this.&lt;br /&gt;     Y ni hablar de los escritos que debo _-_ no llevo ni un intro decente del capítulo 8 (para los que saben que es ¬¬); novela I la estoy tirando a la basura, no me gusta lo que escribí y mucho menos como lo escribí, nunca ha tenido argumento y los personajes -para variar- se me pierden, eso sin contar que su personalidad parece creada por una niña pequeña; novela II la revisé y llevo glorioso renglón y 1/2, casi me da un infarto _._&lt;br /&gt;     Ja, menos mal que estoy cansada si no les hubiera contado toda mi vida... y no quieren saber cómo extravié mis poemas ni donde terminaron mis canciones, ¿verdad?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108788541892556739?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108788541892556739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108788541892556739' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108788541892556739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108788541892556739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/stupid-skins.html' title='Stupid Skins'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7362099.post-108778088572068169</id><published>2004-06-20T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T18:21:25.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much, really</title><content type='html'>     Yeah... me deshice de Welcome to the Internet porque era muy largo a mi parecer y estoy probando skins desde anoche (when, BTW, I got frustrated and left).&lt;br /&gt;     Tenía intenciones de subir un escrito, y... no es que lo considere muy personal pero no tengo intenciones de molestar a nadie (por el momento) así que me abstendré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later,&lt;br /&gt;+K+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7362099-108778088572068169?l=mournfulforest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/feeds/108778088572068169/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7362099&amp;postID=108778088572068169' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108778088572068169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7362099/posts/default/108778088572068169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mournfulforest.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-much-really.html' title='Not much, really'/><author><name>K... just, K</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11676647070779072605</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06991727559283896367'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>