<?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-3102966130691761012</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:01:31.549-04:00</updated><category term='piñata'/><category term='revolucion'/><category term='paz'/><title type='text'>Just Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7950616889636960800</id><published>2010-07-23T20:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T21:06:01.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia De Burgos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/TEo6GhvYbNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eXkyQ5k1t_A/s1600/julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/TEo6GhvYbNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eXkyQ5k1t_A/s400/julia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497270178969840850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Julia De Burgos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 15px; font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;2/17/14 – 7/6/53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(139, 0, 0); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 60px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 60px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;"Dadme Mi Numero"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;"¡Dadme mi número! No quiero que hasta el amor se me desprenda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Unido sueño que me sigue como a mis pasos va la huella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;¡Dadme mi número, porque si no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;me moriré después de muerta!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Julia De Burgos, one of the best Puerto Rican and Latin American poets, was found dying of pneumonia in the streets of Spanish Harlem. When she died she was in the morgue with a Jane Doe toe tag and was given a peasants burial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;It is said the this poem was her was her predicting her own death because in it she ask to be given her number, the number that identify her in the morgue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(139, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/3102966130691761012-7950616889636960800?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7950616889636960800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7950616889636960800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/07/julia-de-burgos.html' title='Julia De Burgos'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/TEo6GhvYbNI/AAAAAAAAAO4/eXkyQ5k1t_A/s72-c/julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3698666269004500636</id><published>2010-05-29T17:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:21:41.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel better here</title><content type='html'>I feel that posting on the blogspot it will be less scrutinized&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3698666269004500636?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3698666269004500636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3698666269004500636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-feel-better-here.html' title='I feel better here'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8886134981832455954</id><published>2010-04-28T14:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:31:17.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Keep reading all my interesting quips and anecdotes on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://adbruno.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;adbruno.tumblr.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8886134981832455954?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8886134981832455954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8886134981832455954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/04/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3379812805336041460</id><published>2010-03-15T20:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:50:04.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four years and I am as relevant as a four year old newspaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3379812805336041460?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3379812805336041460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3379812805336041460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/four-years-and-i-am-as-relevant-as-four.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7412019293371114728</id><published>2010-03-12T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:00:22.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am doing this because of his comments and he mocks it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7412019293371114728?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7412019293371114728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7412019293371114728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-doing-this-because-of-his-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4372760880610460987</id><published>2010-03-12T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:03:37.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a horrible way to end it. My fault of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4372760880610460987?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4372760880610460987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4372760880610460987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-horrible-way-to-end-it.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2787213241068561100</id><published>2010-03-10T22:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:12:44.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Is Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S5hfKk7gknI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qdHpfjoRp4k/s1600-h/all-black-penguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447208384621220466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S5hfKk7gknI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qdHpfjoRp4k/s400/all-black-penguin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Defy Convention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3102966130691761012-2787213241068561100?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2787213241068561100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2787213241068561100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/nature-is-awesome.html' title='Nature Is Awesome'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S5hfKk7gknI/AAAAAAAAAOw/qdHpfjoRp4k/s72-c/all-black-penguin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5593513495460619008</id><published>2010-03-05T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:34:04.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could feel the earth quake beneath me. so I can feel like this world is as unstable as I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5593513495460619008?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5593513495460619008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5593513495460619008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wish-i-could-feel-earth-quake-beneath.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1874944710759938017</id><published>2010-03-05T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:26:52.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know I deserve it, but I still don't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1874944710759938017?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1874944710759938017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1874944710759938017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-know-i-deserve-it-but-i-still-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5850371102456623386</id><published>2010-03-05T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:26:19.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5t&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; day of my no cereal no dairy diet. Its getter tougher every day. Honestly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; see how I can make it to day 40 but nobody seems to care or see how much of a sacrifice it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; is for me. So many nights &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finding&lt;/span&gt; comfort and a place to drown my sorrows but I guess it for the best. Its a personal test &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt; so nobody else is supposed to care. I just wish there was someone there shouting inspirational words to me &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt; I can do it. How pathetic is this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5850371102456623386?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5850371102456623386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5850371102456623386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/03/5t-h-day-of-my-no-cereal-no-dairy-diet.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3146571880067493058</id><published>2010-03-05T16:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:15:06.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was an over all shitty day.&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/3102966130691761012-3146571880067493058?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3146571880067493058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3146571880067493058'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4949936902466098928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4949936902466098928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/02/surviving.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4301268280367171019</id><published>2010-02-11T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:12:23.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bout to yell all over this track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://azizisbored.tumblr.com/post/177389632/jay-z-feat-aziz-ansari-and-kanye-west-hate-dj"&gt;http://azizisbored.tumblr.com/post/177389632/jay-z-feat-aziz-ansari-and-kanye-west-hate-dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4301268280367171019?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4301268280367171019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4301268280367171019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/02/bout-to-yell-all-over-this-track.html' title='Bout to yell all over this track'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-9221440591970728754</id><published>2010-02-10T12:25:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:45:07.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*SNOW*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;snowsnowsnowsnowsnowsnow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&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/3102966130691761012-9221440591970728754?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/9221440591970728754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/9221440591970728754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-390185712355381310</id><published>2010-02-05T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T11:21:56.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just Keep Swimming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-390185712355381310?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/390185712355381310'/><link 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5TkT6eZVz0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5TkT6eZVz0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8259303115094500296?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8259303115094500296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8259303115094500296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/02/amazing.html' title='Amazing'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7277807009671859166</id><published>2010-02-03T22:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:37:11.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to stay focused, I have to keep my eyes on the price and eventhough I have come to realize that failure is part of the game I will still try my damned hardest to prevent that step in life. I know I am not burdened by perfection but I will try to be the best I can be. Thats all I can do because I can't be more than I am but I sure will stay focused till I get what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7277807009671859166?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7277807009671859166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7277807009671859166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-have-to-stay-focused-i-have-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7309013019972711545</id><published>2010-01-30T01:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T02:04:50.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Ridi, Pagliaccio, e ognun applaudir!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7309013019972711545?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7309013019972711545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7309013019972711545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/ridi-pagliaccio-e-ognun-applaudir.html' title='&quot;Ridi, Pagliaccio, e ognun applaudir!&quot;'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8532041234307579127</id><published>2010-01-29T17:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:43:59.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Is Nigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, "Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S2NcrZE4i0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/QhUQlAlh4-I/s1600-h/Dave%2520Gibbons%2520Art%2520of%2520Watchmen%2520Rorschach%2520newstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432287476074449730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S2NcrZE4i0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/QhUQlAlh4-I/s320/Dave%2520Gibbons%2520Art%2520of%2520Watchmen%2520Rorschach%2520newstand.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Rorschach, &lt;em&gt;Watchmen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8532041234307579127?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8532041234307579127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8532041234307579127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/end-is-nigh.html' title='The End Is Nigh'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/S2NcrZE4i0I/AAAAAAAAAOo/QhUQlAlh4-I/s72-c/Dave%2520Gibbons%2520Art%2520of%2520Watchmen%2520Rorschach%2520newstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2234449623667797451</id><published>2010-01-29T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:31:24.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Her:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;"With all your lies,&lt;br /&gt;You're still very lovable."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Bon Iver, For Emma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/3102966130691761012-2234449623667797451?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2234449623667797451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2234449623667797451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/her.html' title='Her:'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2311391490909096440</id><published>2010-01-27T22:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:32:33.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; wanna know everything about &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; wanna know what &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are doing at every second even if it doesn't seem that way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2311391490909096440?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2311391490909096440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2311391490909096440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-know-everything-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5266467576177885941</id><published>2010-01-25T23:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:14:38.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hate you Facebook, Myspace, for all the damge you cause me. Although not your fault directly I want to blame you to save myself the torment of self hatred. The damages go beyond the weakend attention span and lack of personal communication skills, but much deeper into the soul of my being. I hate you even more when I find myself still wasting time posting a status of my life that anyone would know if they just cared enough to ask. I hate that in some cases its the only way to keep in contact with some of my family members or some of those aquaintences. I hate when people talk to the general masses cause when I am looking for someone to talk to I dont want to be generalized but I hate you most of all because I cant seem to get away. I hate you I hate you I hate you. "What's on your Mind?" living life to the fullest (sarcasm)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5266467576177885941?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5266467576177885941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5266467576177885941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-you.html' title='I hate YOU'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8278210904076145058</id><published>2010-01-19T22:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:15:12.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DEXTER!</title><content type='html'>Finally my favorite show gets some recognition. It was a great season and a great show and damn anybody who says Michael C. Hall won because of his cancer. I always thought it was a tough role to play and finally he and his cast mates and of course the fans get a nice reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7W1EZ0gXnJw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7W1EZ0gXnJw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-aG8wPOwTg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I-aG8wPOwTg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8278210904076145058?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8278210904076145058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8278210904076145058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/dexter.html' title='DEXTER!'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6989617448223773672</id><published>2010-01-16T22:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:26:42.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti</title><content type='html'>Every one in a while there is a natural disaster or some type of catastrophe that will test the heart and will of human kind. In the last decade we had 9/11, the tsunami, Katrina, Virginia Tech Shootings, The DC sniper, the 3/11 attacks in Spain, and so much more. In the first month of a new year and a new decade of a new presidential administration we encounter our first natural disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Earthquake occurred in Haiti which has left many dead, injured, homeless, orphaned and or alone. In this digital and technological era everyones points of views are accessible at the click of a button like this blog for example and I have heard and read many points of views most of which let me know that there is hope for this world still but some that really show no hope for this country which seems to take two steps backward for ever step forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say that i wish i could help in any way i could besides posting this blog or putting it on my status on facebook. Even through the negative comments this country keeps putting out in the he world I will keep praying for the people of Haiti because it is times like these that we all need a power from above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6989617448223773672?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6989617448223773672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6989617448223773672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti.html' title='Haiti'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4990424513428986466</id><published>2010-01-03T23:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:51:05.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>so we leave behind another year, a year full of disappointment and regret and deaths and anguish but now a new year has started which is supposed to represent new beginnings nd fresh starts. I really hope so because after over two decades of life i can't take much more of the pain and hurt that i hve felt for years. 2010 seems like a promising year. God i really hope so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4990424513428986466?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4990424513428986466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4990424513428986466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2796324731069973885</id><published>2009-12-31T19:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:16:57.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 is coming...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what should we do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tomorrow I will wrap up the dacade in one blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2796324731069973885?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2796324731069973885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2796324731069973885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3451638809067405867</id><published>2009-12-24T08:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:48:48.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Rocks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szLmAPW39uE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szLmAPW39uE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3451638809067405867?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3451638809067405867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3451638809067405867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-rocks.html' title='Christmas Eve Rocks.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8610395049852955792</id><published>2009-12-19T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:07:49.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Open Your Eyes and &lt;strong&gt;LOOK &lt;/strong&gt;at what &lt;em&gt;YOU'VE&lt;/em&gt; Done!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Dexter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8610395049852955792?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8610395049852955792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8610395049852955792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/open-your-eyes-and-look-at-what-youve.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6695339987120833455</id><published>2009-12-17T22:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:22:49.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YmS-JuVvVf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YmS-JuVvVf4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6695339987120833455?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6695339987120833455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6695339987120833455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-day-we-all-will-die-cliched-fact-of.html' title='One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3460918744781223576</id><published>2009-12-09T11:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:40:21.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday koky one more year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3460918744781223576?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3460918744781223576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3460918744781223576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-koky-one-more-year.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7888703151913130466</id><published>2009-12-08T14:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:55:42.485-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2:50 PM December 8th 2009... This is me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;            I've been finding it hard to determine whats real life and whats imaginary. Everything I've done has been another simple attempt at escaping the real life we are all suffering from like if it were a sickness. Its been hard to find the good things life has to offer when it seems to be offering more skepticism and cynicism and horrifying actualities its just a pain in the heart. How can I adjust to these times when I've been so used to living this imaginary safe life that has provided some sense of stability till now. I need to break free but I don't know what is holding me down I need to move on but I don't know in which direction. Its hard for me to see my future the way I used to as a child its seemed so believable and reachable then but when you are standing at the doorstep of your future its hard to believe that door will open no matter how hard you knock. The word pessimistic cannot define my mood when the feeling of failure feels so true. I preach optimism and hold on to the smallest bits of happiness hoping it can fuel me day by day buts its just becoming so so so so hard to understand and harder to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7888703151913130466?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7888703151913130466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7888703151913130466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/250-pm-december-8th-2009-this-is-me.html' title='2:50 PM December 8th 2009... This is me.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3535582921096838630</id><published>2009-12-01T11:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:04:47.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you were falling, then I would catch you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You need a light, I'd find a match.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Cuz I love the way you say good morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;And you take me the way I am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;If you are chilly, here take my sweater.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Your head is aching, I'll make it better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Cuz I love the way you call me baby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;And you take me the way I am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Sew on patches to all you tear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;And you take me the way I am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;You take me the way I am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;You take me the way I am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Ingrid Michaelson&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/3102966130691761012-3535582921096838630?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3535582921096838630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3535582921096838630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-were-falling-then-i-would-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8378404955716129044</id><published>2009-11-19T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:45:29.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVnv2EApFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RyfOjfWXUio/s1600/RiderLove+(98).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405840999391994962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVnv2EApFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RyfOjfWXUio/s400/RiderLove+(98).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(The First Picture we ever took together)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank You&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/3102966130691761012-8378404955716129044?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8378404955716129044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8378404955716129044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/11/4-years.html' title='4 Years'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVnv2EApFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/RyfOjfWXUio/s72-c/RiderLove+(98).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1241479783474142601</id><published>2009-11-19T10:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:42:51.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Results of an elction that seemed would never end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVmy3hL4qI/AAAAAAAAANs/32LQUy6EGfw/s1600/election+results%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405839951810781858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVmy3hL4qI/AAAAAAAAANs/32LQUy6EGfw/s400/election+results%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1241479783474142601?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1241479783474142601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1241479783474142601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-lost.html' title='We Lost'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SwVmy3hL4qI/AAAAAAAAANs/32LQUy6EGfw/s72-c/election+results%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3696460270100806779</id><published>2009-10-29T13:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:57:07.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CORDERO 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SunW4ZuQCPI/AAAAAAAAANk/RZYPT22nO5M/s1600-h/CORDERO-NAME+POSTER2%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398081892846143730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SunW4ZuQCPI/AAAAAAAAANk/RZYPT22nO5M/s400/CORDERO-NAME+POSTER2%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Months of hard work and stuggles and pains comes down to this one day Nov. 3rd 2009 will be a moment I will never forget. Win or lose I cant just see it now telling my kids how much I was involved with this and telling them that no man should get involved such much into something that other aspects of their lives suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3696460270100806779?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3696460270100806779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3696460270100806779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/10/cordero-09.html' title='CORDERO 09'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SunW4ZuQCPI/AAAAAAAAANk/RZYPT22nO5M/s72-c/CORDERO-NAME+POSTER2%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2140199591471241334</id><published>2009-10-23T12:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:08:06.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kikito's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SuHUxpWcd3I/AAAAAAAAANc/gT9ZsswOiHc/s1600-h/Foto312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395827777945237362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SuHUxpWcd3I/AAAAAAAAANc/gT9ZsswOiHc/s400/Foto312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its still october and I have given birthday shout outs to my bros Except the soldier so I know its Late but hey better late than never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2140199591471241334?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2140199591471241334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2140199591471241334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/10/kikitos-birthday.html' title='Kikito&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SuHUxpWcd3I/AAAAAAAAANc/gT9ZsswOiHc/s72-c/Foto312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1094498834605252433</id><published>2009-10-23T11:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:59:46.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Four Words would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revolt, Metal, Rawr, Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1094498834605252433?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1094498834605252433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1094498834605252433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-four-words-would-be.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7511044301930133105</id><published>2009-10-23T11:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:57:31.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul Searching</title><content type='html'>I've been looking for that perfect song, the one that explains my situation so perfectly that there is no need to further explain it. The thing is I don't know how I feel and I amhoping the music can let me know. Thats probably why I have over 6,000 songs on my iPod. Different genres, different languages, different rythyms and different blues, different tones and different tunes. Each song conveys a certain emotion and I find that the ones that capture the anger within me are the ones I play the most followed by the ones that make me shiver just a bit by just how shrilling they are. The songs that captures me the most are the ones I make up on the spot and are made up of exactly whats inside at that moment. No one ever hears them except for those bits and pieces that come out cause I cant hold them yet no one knows if I made it up or if its really a song so Ikeep singing I keep searching for that song that says "This Is Me" I have not found it but its nice to keep searching&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7511044301930133105?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7511044301930133105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7511044301930133105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/10/soul-searching.html' title='Soul Searching'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-186598918702467830</id><published>2009-09-17T18:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T18:17:53.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Cordero 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK0zS222rI/AAAAAAAAANM/jPajSkCBsnU/s1600-h/FINALSpanish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382563297989417650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK0zS222rI/AAAAAAAAANM/jPajSkCBsnU/s400/FINALSpanish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK0ubckXdI/AAAAAAAAANE/wrFM3xojTwU/s1600-h/FINALEnglish.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382563214395727314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK0ubckXdI/AAAAAAAAANE/wrFM3xojTwU/s400/FINALEnglish.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK05UNO0EI/AAAAAAAAANU/1X4C9T6vG6I/s1600-h/Flyer+9-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382563401430913090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK05UNO0EI/AAAAAAAAANU/1X4C9T6vG6I/s400/Flyer+9-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2db4pNX3wv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2db4pNX3wv8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK05UNO0EI/AAAAAAAAANU/1X4C9T6vG6I/s1600-h/Flyer+9-20.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-186598918702467830?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/186598918702467830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/186598918702467830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/09/angel-cordero-2009.html' title='Angel Cordero 2009'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SrK0zS222rI/AAAAAAAAANM/jPajSkCBsnU/s72-c/FINALSpanish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-146571208409237311</id><published>2009-09-17T14:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:16:34.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rambling man lives on as this has just become an outlet of greivences and a ventilation for profanity and curses. Mainly hating what I see in me and wanting it all to go away. When all this is done when the dust has cleared what will I be left with. It seems my allies have become my enemies or worse yet my disciplinarians and I can't do much about it when I have cried wolf many times before and the moral of the tale still stays true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-146571208409237311?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/146571208409237311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/146571208409237311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/09/rambling-man-lives-on-as-this-has-just.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2994120696213201102</id><published>2009-09-17T14:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:13:18.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm oficially losing it. I can't think straight any more. I don't know whats going on or why I am doing this. I am losing focus. My social awkwardness is getting the best of me and I can't stand it. where is everyone I have ever cared for? GONE! The ones left, the ones I truly love. My nerves are shaking and I cant make them stop. Do this do that its just so pointless really. what have we done and for whom have we done it. This City needs a lot more than what we can offer and you are telling me that we can change it little by little. It just doesnt work that way. Compare it to hoboaken, jersey city, patterson or trenton but tis still CMD the one and only ghetto left in south jersey. where the whores seem to have longer hours and day shifts. where the drug dealers need not hide their contraband where the politicians dont give a fuck. this seems to matter to me and I can no longer see why. Ive given this city 15 years and what has it given me. CLC and a BA. Thank you CMD and good night, good luck to you I know its not your fault but these resident who have abandoned you point fingers outward and never towards themselves. Change comes from with in and I am feeling it but Im not sure I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2994120696213201102?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2994120696213201102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2994120696213201102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-oficially-losing-it.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-706490474017090402</id><published>2009-08-18T02:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:38:00.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>before going to sleep.</title><content type='html'>mixed feelings and scowls, dirty looks and evil eyes and wishes. Wishes of what I cannot tell. To move on? to get rid of? Lets keep going. Dirty hands and dirty faces its so hard to keep clean. Bored to tears and jerked to jeers and nothing ever seems to last. Happiness is such a fleating concept yet we want more than anything. I've dubbed myself the rambling man and it's a title that seems to stick unlike biologist database engineer or "good person". Eyes feeling so heavy yet emotions keep them open. I hate his sensation. I've felt it many times before. It never goes away yet never seems to stay which I guess is good but it makes me wonder which state of mind is real and which one comes and goes. Crushing is such nice word when it describes so much. a feelin and a sound....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... fucking birds you have wings fly somewhere else and chirp on someone elses window...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-706490474017090402?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/706490474017090402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/706490474017090402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-going-to-sleep.html' title='before going to sleep.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6359665733299966910</id><published>2009-08-11T17:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:38:25.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So new post finally. Between the horrors of the campaign the brunos seem to be running on their on and the unpaid intership I am doing for a very boring pharmaceutical company I found time to go to Sesame Place, A birthday party in Jersey City, An awesome incubus concert and just today an interview for a real job. There is so much going on in my life at the moment yet at the same time nothing at all. I have not gained any titles or earned any money or moved out or discovered some thing nothing truely new has happeded except INCUBUS rocking my socks my bandana and a bit of my flesh of on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best best thing that had happend to my since meeting christina. For the first time in a concert I knew every song I participated with every song I was forced to mosh by the enthusiastic crowd it was awesome. it really is just such a highlight in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6359665733299966910?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6359665733299966910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6359665733299966910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-new-post-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2050222212076144635</id><published>2009-07-20T18:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:19:57.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To A Certain Civillian</title><content type='html'>Did you ask dulcet rhymes from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you seek the civilian's peaceful and languishing rhymes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you find what I sang erewhile so hard to follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I was not singing erewhile for you to follow, to&lt;br /&gt;understand--nor am I now;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have been born of the same as the war was born,&lt;br /&gt;The drum-corps' rattle is ever to me sweet music, I love well&lt;br /&gt;the martial dirge,&lt;br /&gt;With slow wail and convulsive throb leading the officer's&lt;br /&gt;funeral;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to such as you anyhow such a poet as I? therefore leave&lt;br /&gt;my works,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And go lull yourself with what you can understand, and with&lt;br /&gt;piano-tunes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I lull nobody, and you will never understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Walt Whitman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2050222212076144635?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2050222212076144635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2050222212076144635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-certain-civillian.html' title='To A Certain Civillian'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3676904417139264063</id><published>2009-07-20T09:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T01:33:02.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>P.O.S. Cover "Why Go"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQIEuugmarY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQIEuugmarY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3676904417139264063?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3676904417139264063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3676904417139264063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html' title='P.O.S. Cover &quot;Why Go&quot;'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3069940473602120379</id><published>2009-07-19T10:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T10:46:31.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A birthday Present From Half.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SmMxlVodKdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dYyIHXCVFPY/s1600-h/Yellow+Star.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360182499032771026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SmMxlVodKdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dYyIHXCVFPY/s400/Yellow+Star.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I Thought it was cool to get recognized a by a website thats keeps taking my money it makes it hurt a little less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3069940473602120379?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3069940473602120379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3069940473602120379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-present-from-halfcom.html' title='A birthday Present From Half.com'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SmMxlVodKdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/dYyIHXCVFPY/s72-c/Yellow+Star.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3148644492941000781</id><published>2009-07-19T09:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T09:48:14.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July 19, 2009</title><content type='html'>Mid summer the day I was born to Nidza and Agustin Bruno 23 years ago. Growing up I always wanted to have a party like those other kids who would bring cup cakes to the classroom on their birthday. I was never able to do that cause my birthday is in July the only month that get no classes in the public school system. Not in the school that start in august and end in may or the schools that start in september and end in june. By the time I got to have my birthday during classes it was 2004 and I was 18 and in college EOF program how cool would it have been to bring my mom up to the campus with a bunch of cup cakes...AWESOME but I did not think so at the time. My birthday is always a passing thing an after thought kind of thing  and the older I get the more it gets passed over even though my mom tries her hardest to make it special. I was not until I met Christina that I felt that my birthday was something really special. She always nows what to get me she always gets it in advance she is always the first one to say happy birthday at mid night. I said happy birthday to three of my frineds this past month and they have not said anything back yet maybe cause they dont remember (thats what I am saying to myself). But This year none of that really matter. I am alive and well this morning I got my father and my mother and all my brothers. I got christina always there for me. Its a good day... no cup cakes ... but still a good day. THANK YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3148644492941000781?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3148644492941000781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3148644492941000781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-19-2009.html' title='July 19, 2009'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6509024757543510373</id><published>2009-07-16T18:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:06:54.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was just thinking how things keep going even when you are not thinking about them or don't see them for a while. Like "my friends" They continued their lives and found new friends and houses and boy friends and girlfriends and jobs and they do things. They just dont sit there in a closet waiting for me to take them out and dust them off so i can play with them again. It is a weird feeling. I have been in the same general location for the past 15 years. But "my friends" they had left and never returned. Some have started families, some have started careers, some have crushed hearts and some have run away. I on the other had have been here. I studied here I worked here I fell in love here. I am not saying its wrong to get away its just that in my head everyone is right where they are supposed to be but when i hear that "my friends" did this and went there and fell in love and fell out of love and accomplkised this and failed at that I feel... well left out. Where is the ring to the dear old friend when you found that new boy toy or the text when you got to miami or the email describing the new job. I forget they are human with moving parts and ticking brains. Its not about me it was about us. So I will try to KIT as much as they will allow me to I will say happy birthday, cause I remember dates, and I will say happy mothers day, and I will wish many merry christmases and I will ask nothing in return. Just don't ask me whats new cause... Iv'e been here 15 years and you could have seen it first hand. This whole thing is such a touchy subject for me whether or not  I should still refer to them as My friends. I officially have One Girlfriends and One friend, she has been there even when she moved to NC to try out college, even when she stopped college cause she got pregnant, even when she had the baby, I remember receiving that text, even when she moved from apt to apt even when she had the get togethers but most importantly she was there when I wanted her to be there....................................................................................... Just me ranting blurting out thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6509024757543510373?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6509024757543510373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6509024757543510373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-just-thinking-how-things-keep.html' title='&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1999457083557813532</id><published>2009-07-16T10:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:30:32.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sl84vRC61zI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bNqDBNQ7Zqs/s1600-h/dumbledore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359064466274834226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sl84vRC61zI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bNqDBNQ7Zqs/s320/dumbledore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Welcome!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thank you!"&lt;/em&gt;&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/3102966130691761012-1999457083557813532?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1999457083557813532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1999457083557813532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/welcome-welcome-to-new-year-at-hogwarts.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sl84vRC61zI/AAAAAAAAAMU/bNqDBNQ7Zqs/s72-c/dumbledore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4372161126908742701</id><published>2009-07-13T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:57:30.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The List continues</title><content type='html'>Steve McNair, Arturo Gatti RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4372161126908742701?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4372161126908742701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4372161126908742701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/list-continues.html' title='The List continues'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2741226610959959307</id><published>2009-07-13T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:56:14.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SluDLw36NgI/AAAAAAAAAME/gGV1uA3dqoE/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 383px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358020419808540162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SluDLw36NgI/AAAAAAAAAME/gGV1uA3dqoE/s400/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2741226610959959307?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2741226610959959307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2741226610959959307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SluDLw36NgI/AAAAAAAAAME/gGV1uA3dqoE/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8172352847361452447</id><published>2009-07-13T14:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:51:31.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PREACHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE GUIDED OUR WAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;POET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE SHAPED OUR DREAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SCIENTIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE WEIGHED THE STARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LABORER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE WROUGHT MIRACLES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/3102966130691761012-8172352847361452447?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8172352847361452447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8172352847361452447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/preacher-he-guided-our-ways-poet-he.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7218281883364867799</id><published>2009-07-13T14:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:42:48.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I found this funny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Slt_fq0dlBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/r9QJA_vir-8/s1600-h/Are-You-There-God-Its-Me-Margaret-H2R859L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 90px; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358016363734340626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Slt_fq0dlBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/r9QJA_vir-8/s200/Are-You-There-God-Its-Me-Margaret-H2R859L.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;So I said: "Oh, you think you're so great, dont you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And she said: "This has nothing to do with being great."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;And I said: "I know all about you anyway!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And she said: "What's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; supposed to mean?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the librerian said: "Girls - let's be more quiet."&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/3102966130691761012-7218281883364867799?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7218281883364867799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7218281883364867799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-found-this-funny.html' title='I found this funny.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Slt_fq0dlBI/AAAAAAAAAL8/r9QJA_vir-8/s72-c/Are-You-There-God-Its-Me-Margaret-H2R859L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6866758802522941827</id><published>2009-07-03T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:15:34.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/postsecrets.com"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354391728383523730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sk6e6H6W-5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/McUVFCKOSYQ/s400/necessary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6866758802522941827?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6866758802522941827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6866758802522941827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sk6e6H6W-5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/McUVFCKOSYQ/s72-c/necessary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7879094448063343609</id><published>2009-07-02T20:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:54:39.201-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;More death, Tio Carlos, who is next. All of it seems to be getting to me. No one is off limits and everyone will eventually die. I am not scared to die at any moment but. My grandparents are old and have chronic illnesses. My parents are getting older and they are obesse and have chronic illnesses. I am soon to be 23 and I am obesse. Now what. I know that people of my wait with the history of illnesses in my family don't get to live that long. It is a very scarry thought. I find it even scarrier that I know these things and that in my head and in my heart I want to change yet I have not. It is really time to change I want to be 215 it was the happiest I ever was before Christina. She gave me new life but 350 just is not fair to or me. My hands are trembeling and my eyes water just thinking about this i feel so overwhelmed because I want to get rid of 135 in a day and I know I cant. Its all just gotten so old even to me. The things I say but don't do. The things I do but dont finish. The things I finish but don't work. Its all just so goddamn old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want a hair cut, I want a shave and I want a tailored suit. I want a career, I want a house, I want a car that doesn't overheat and I want MY wife. I am tired of this just so fucking tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am literally weighing myself down.&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/3102966130691761012-7879094448063343609?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7879094448063343609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7879094448063343609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-death-tio-carlos-who-is-next.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1130713139910539262</id><published>2009-06-26T15:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:37:26.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So there has been a lot of celebrity death lately: Local sports news anchor Gary Papa, Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett and the biggest one Michael Jackson. I always said to myself that people of Michael Jacksons Stature would not live to see old age. Its just hard to see MJ's face become old. People that are the infamous don't die old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The More I hear about MJ the more I realize how big the loss is the not only the world of music but to the world in general. MJ was the biggest pop icon in the world. His music, his dance moves, his music videos, his life in general has been in center stage his whole life. It truly is a big loss. No one will ever amount to  what Micheal embodied. He was The King of Pop Culture.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SkUjPmvAmNI/AAAAAAAAALs/5GtDVHOLkKQ/s1600-h/Mj872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351722483202431186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SkUjPmvAmNI/AAAAAAAAALs/5GtDVHOLkKQ/s400/Mj872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1130713139910539262?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1130713139910539262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1130713139910539262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-care.html' title='I Care.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SkUjPmvAmNI/AAAAAAAAALs/5GtDVHOLkKQ/s72-c/Mj872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1458525584120883432</id><published>2009-06-21T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:02:55.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish to be half as good as the fathers I've seen in my life.</title><content type='html'>Its a cool night here in camden, a day that was full of celebration and joy for the fathers: Eduardo Resto Baez, Agustin Enrique Bruno, Julio Antonio Bruno, Kelvin Enrique Bruno, Agustin Eduardo Bruno, Julio Cruz, Lisandro Pastrana, Kevin and many others. Kikito I guess did not have that good of a fathers day weekend. I feel bad for him and his troubles. I really wish him the best. HAPPY FATHERS DAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1458525584120883432?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1458525584120883432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1458525584120883432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wish-to-be-half-as-good-as-fathers.html' title='I wish to be half as good as the fathers I&apos;ve seen in my life.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5451480967417234533</id><published>2009-05-31T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:49:41.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BBQ's and friends and girlfriend..... good times, good times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5451480967417234533?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5451480967417234533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5451480967417234533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/bbqs-and-friends-and-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4541634019507600024</id><published>2009-05-28T23:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:34:28.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4541634019507600024?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4541634019507600024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4541634019507600024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/u.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8499028078678310154</id><published>2009-05-28T23:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:34:16.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cereal...............nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8499028078678310154?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8499028078678310154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8499028078678310154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/cereal.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8832338588402768122</id><published>2009-05-28T23:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:33:55.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1,2,3,4,5............................nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8832338588402768122?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8832338588402768122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8832338588402768122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/12345.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4290233185562743644</id><published>2009-05-28T23:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:33:41.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TV, Music, Books, Internet..............................Nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4290233185562743644?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4290233185562743644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4290233185562743644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/tv-music-books-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5911464865375384059</id><published>2009-05-28T23:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:32:17.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish just one person in this entire world would know and and understand what I am feeling 100%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5911464865375384059?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5911464865375384059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5911464865375384059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish-just-one-person-in-this-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2725128604731384067</id><published>2009-05-10T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:55:21.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgeTALqXdfI/AAAAAAAAALk/bivs7cuvqA0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334393914983413234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgeTALqXdfI/AAAAAAAAALk/bivs7cuvqA0/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2725128604731384067?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2725128604731384067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2725128604731384067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-done.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgeTALqXdfI/AAAAAAAAALk/bivs7cuvqA0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1580396681193715017</id><published>2009-05-10T11:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:23:58.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope she enjoyed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1580396681193715017?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1580396681193715017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1580396681193715017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-she-enjoyed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3648812845406014673</id><published>2009-05-07T19:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:48:01.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva Puerto Rico Libre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nj.com/newsflash/index.ssf?/base/national-1/1241645833274930.xml&amp;amp;storylist=new_topstories"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6 Puerto Ricans Arrested For Disrupting Congress&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5/6/2009, 4:46 p.m. EDT&lt;br /&gt;The Associated Press&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(AP) — WASHINGTON - A group of six pro-independence Puerto Ricans was arrested Wednesday for demonstrating inside the U.S. House of Representatives, a police spokeswoman said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group got passes to the House gallery from Pedro Pierluisi, Puerto Rico's delegate to Congress, his office said. Constituents can request and obtain passes to watch House proceedings through their representative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierluisi said he recognizes the group's right to express their opinions, but incidents like the demonstration could hurt Puerto Rico's image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are appropriate and lawful ways to speak one's mind about the political status of Puerto Rico that do not violate the law or interfere with the orderly proceedings of government," Pierluisi said in a written statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people arrested were Jose Rivera, 60, Ramon Rivera, 72, Luis Rivera, 67, Luis Romero, 55, Maria Rodriguez, 31, and Eugenia Perez, 59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been charged with disrupting Congress, said Sgt. Kimberly Schneider. The group was holding up signs in the visitors' seating area that overlooks the floor of the House, she said.&lt;br /&gt;It is not clear what the signs said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2009 Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"El sentimiento sigue vivo" - Nidza Resto Bruno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3648812845406014673?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3648812845406014673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3648812845406014673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/viva-puerto-rico-libre.html' title='Viva Puerto Rico Libre'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7222430058668534217</id><published>2009-05-06T11:48:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:12:57.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Anyone who lives in her own world is crazy. Like schizophrenics, psychopaths,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;maniacs. I mean people who are different from others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;On the other hand you have Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGy__6cxoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PwCEL7WltZU/s1600-h/eistein.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 46px; HEIGHT: 61px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332740246341469826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGy__6cxoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PwCEL7WltZU/s200/eistein.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;, saying that there was no time or space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzLvJMwuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dResy55XAVk/s1600-h/clock.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 44px; HEIGHT: 36px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332740447998362338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzLvJMwuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/dResy55XAVk/s200/clock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;, just a combination of the two.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Or Columbus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzYGjy4vI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NHcbnrAZHAA/s1600-h/colon.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 41px; HEIGHT: 53px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332740660442358514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzYGjy4vI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NHcbnrAZHAA/s200/colon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;, insisting that on the other side of the world lay not an abyss but a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;continent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzfRp4QLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7tgcfmAcmbs/s1600-h/americas.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 43px; HEIGHT: 53px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332740783679750322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzfRp4QLI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7tgcfmAcmbs/s200/americas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Or Edmund Hillary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzx9ig59I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RCbAH4LhVGQ/s1600-h/hilary.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 41px; HEIGHT: 58px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332741104697665490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGzx9ig59I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RCbAH4LhVGQ/s200/hilary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;, Convinced that a man could reach the top of Everest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0lN2u07I/AAAAAAAAALE/tAac7xMzZnY/s1600-h/everest.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 50px; HEIGHT: 43px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332741985250759602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0lN2u07I/AAAAAAAAALE/tAac7xMzZnY/s200/everest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Or the beatles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0qdEc_0I/AAAAAAAAALM/wDwrUqhvOP8/s1600-h/beatles.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 71px; HEIGHT: 55px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742075234189122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0qdEc_0I/AAAAAAAAALM/wDwrUqhvOP8/s200/beatles.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;, who created an entirely different sort of music and dressed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like people from another time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0tm7t9JI/AAAAAAAAALU/HDw-1j6TVsA/s1600-h/beatles2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 70px; HEIGHT: 55px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742129421513874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG0tm7t9JI/AAAAAAAAALU/HDw-1j6TVsA/s200/beatles2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Those people - and thousands of others - all lived in their own world" Zedka;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Veronika Decides To Die - Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG1emwewcI/AAAAAAAAALc/5SvfV3SgOko/s1600-h/fwww.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 61px; HEIGHT: 82px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332742971187970498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgG1emwewcI/AAAAAAAAALc/5SvfV3SgOko/s200/fwww.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7222430058668534217?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7222430058668534217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7222430058668534217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SgGy__6cxoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/PwCEL7WltZU/s72-c/eistein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-941729041952440210</id><published>2009-05-03T18:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T18:58:08.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How dare I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sf4g3e206iI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvkLN29OIcs/s1600-h/1kol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331735146401163810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sf4g3e206iI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvkLN29OIcs/s400/1kol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sf4g0HDQVQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/r1SSi4BnWhk/s1600-h/142040__beatles_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331735088471233794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sf4g0HDQVQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/r1SSi4BnWhk/s400/142040__beatles_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a thought. Its been way over due. Its hard to say and be compared but they can do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-941729041952440210?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/941729041952440210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/941729041952440210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-dare-i.html' title='How dare I?'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sf4g3e206iI/AAAAAAAAAKM/UvkLN29OIcs/s72-c/1kol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8254212743367358978</id><published>2009-05-03T17:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:51:48.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Open The Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeZxuTcGBJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeZxuTcGBJc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I wish the dead could come back to life, you bastard, so then I could kill you again." - The Inspector&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The dead don't walk around, except in very bad paperback novels!" - George&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You're all the same the lot of you, with your long hair and faggot clothes. Drugs, sex, every sort of filth!" - The Inspector&lt;/strong&gt;&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/3102966130691761012-8254212743367358978?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8254212743367358978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8254212743367358978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Don&apos;t Open The Window'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6122323111644922806</id><published>2009-05-01T11:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:47:32.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The One Man Breakfast Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dear Mr. Vernon, we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you're crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out, is that each one of us is a &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt;, and an &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;athlete&lt;/span&gt;, and a &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;basketcase&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;princess&lt;/span&gt;, and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;criminal&lt;/span&gt;. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Just watched this movie this morning and everytime I see it I remember how good it is. But watching it now as a 22 year old semi college grad on the verge of joining the "real world" I realized how much of each character I really was. I was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;brain&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;athlete&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;basketcase&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;prince&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;criminal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; I was such a one man &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;breakfast club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that I had no group. I was an outcast even amongst my onw inner circle. I also realized how much of that same person I am today and much of it I have been since then. What I cant seem to remember when I change from innocent child to &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The line is so worn out and invisible that I think I have been the same my whole life with subtle change on my psyche and my exterior but still essentially the same being. Still the kid on the pre school swings making up and singing songs out loud as he somberly swung by himself who is now the man who watches &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and write in his blog about how much deeper that movie is than the normal moral of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SfsWbDDmU3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/drWesqQT4jk/s1600-h/Breakfast+club.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330879237855794034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SfsWbDDmU3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/drWesqQT4jk/s320/Breakfast+club.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I am the eyes and ears of this institution, my friends!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6122323111644922806?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6122323111644922806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6122323111644922806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-man-breakfast-club.html' title='The One Man Breakfast Club'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SfsWbDDmU3I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/drWesqQT4jk/s72-c/Breakfast+club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1257079165022821748</id><published>2009-04-13T14:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:03:13.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells a ringing</title><content type='html'>My brother Kelvin got married last year, my cousin Luisito just got married last week and my oldest brother Luis Enrique just got married this Easter. My mom has always said that things come back in style and they come in bunches. I have been stressing because I want to get a job and get an apt and get out of here so i can marry my beautiful girlfriends of 3 years, the Rider University Alum, &lt;a href="http://cruz.tumblr.com/"&gt;Christina Lynn Cruz&lt;/a&gt;. The more I hear the wedding bells he more I feel like its the right time. Even if we wait to next year or if we do it this august I am so ready and happy about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1257079165022821748?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1257079165022821748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1257079165022821748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/04/wedding-bells-ringing.html' title='Wedding Bells a ringing'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-7538337277380754240</id><published>2009-03-23T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:19:38.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doug E. Fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sce2RoqXX-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mwLyaI6jE_8/s1600-h/125435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316418299223302114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sce2RoqXX-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mwLyaI6jE_8/s400/125435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He beat my brother in High School, its an honor for us both. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for putting South Jersey Wrestling on the map again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-7538337277380754240?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7538337277380754240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/7538337277380754240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/doug-e-fresh.html' title='Doug E. Fresh'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sce2RoqXX-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mwLyaI6jE_8/s72-c/125435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-617546443959747328</id><published>2009-03-16T02:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:53:30.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My application to the Wistar Institute just got declined. I cannot blame Obama or Bush or the failling economy or the horrible job market. It just sucks that much more when you realize that the reason things don't go they way you want them to is due to your own doings. Did not work hard enough? Did not read enough? Did Not? It is depressing. I am going to apply at walmart now. In May i will receive my degree in Biology and I am going to apply for the graveyard shift at walmart. Yeah.&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/3102966130691761012-617546443959747328?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/617546443959747328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/617546443959747328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2628726721250590896</id><published>2009-03-13T00:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:21:30.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cap And Gown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnmS_4tAGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5pHh6qXi3uU/s1600-h/Keky+%28256%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312530449521508450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnmS_4tAGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5pHh6qXi3uU/s200/Keky+%28256%29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;I got my cap and gown last week. I had to pay for it so I guess I paid 57.00 dollars for a new night gown. I tried it on. I hope there are no superstitions against that like I won't graduate if I try it on too long in advance. I was trying to figure out how to put on that stupid banner that lets people know the class you belong to. I felt like it was one last test the universities give you before you can graduate. When I was trying it on I felt bad for making fun of the bookstore people who can't find the books. Nah bookstore people are just sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2628726721250590896?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2628726721250590896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2628726721250590896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/cap-and-gown.html' title='Cap And Gown'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnmS_4tAGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/5pHh6qXi3uU/s72-c/Keky+%28256%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-9075143694347252636</id><published>2009-03-13T00:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:45:48.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnkziO73SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tMEb3iYJ5mI/s1600-h/KikeKeky11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnkziO73SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tMEb3iYJ5mI/s200/KikeKeky11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312528809474120994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;March 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-9075143694347252636?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/9075143694347252636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/9075143694347252636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-belated-birthday.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SbnkziO73SI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tMEb3iYJ5mI/s72-c/KikeKeky11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3841225952184927514</id><published>2009-03-13T00:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:42:06.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My love&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever dream that it could be so right&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would find&lt;br /&gt;All that I need in life&lt;br /&gt;All I want, all I need now I know&lt;br /&gt;I know I found it in you&lt;br /&gt;I found it in you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, do you ever dream of&lt;br /&gt;Candy coated raindrops?&lt;br /&gt;You're the same, my candy rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3841225952184927514?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3841225952184927514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3841225952184927514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-you.html' title='For You.'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8593410164238553222</id><published>2009-03-03T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:12:51.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dum inter homines sumus, colamus humanitatem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ccruz.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/3102966130691761012-8593410164238553222?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8593410164238553222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8593410164238553222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/dum-inter-homines-sumus-colamus.html' title='Dum inter homines sumus, colamus humanitatem'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1745432857759180626</id><published>2009-03-03T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T10:09:58.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina's Goals</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I guess I really only have one goal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. To be a part of as many of her goals as she allows me to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;101 in 1,001 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ccruz.tumblr.com/post/81284401/101-in-1-001" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mission&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The Goals: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1. Get a job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2. Get a driver’s license. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3. Get my own place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4. Get a new cellular phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5. Get another tattoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;6. Get a passport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7. Get someones autograph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;8. Become &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Mrs.? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;9. Visit an Aquarium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;10. Visit a planetarium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;11. Visit a lighthouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;12. Visit a zoo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;13. Visit an amusement park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;14. Visit Rider U. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;15. Visit another country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;16. Attend a play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;17. Attend an art festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18. Attend a music festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;19. Attend 5 concerts (festivals not included) (0/5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;20. Attend a concert of a band I’m unfamiliar with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;21. Go on a real road trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;22. Go to Puerto Rico preferably for a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;23. Ride a carousel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;24. Ride a bike. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25. Ride a horse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;26. Carve a pumpkin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;27. Build a snowman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;28. Build a sandcastle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;29. Build a model. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;30. Plant a garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;31. Make my way out of a maze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;32. Make origami. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;33. Make a mosaic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;34. Make a family tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;35. Make a new friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;36. Make a short film. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;37. Bowl a 190 or higher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;38. Solve a Rubik’s cube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;39. Run through sprinklers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;40. Spend a day at a museum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;41. Spend a night watching the stars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;42. Go apple or berry picking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;43. Watch the sun rise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;44. Watch the sun set &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;45. Watch all of Millennium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;46. Re-watch all of The X-Files. (0/9Seasons - 0/2Movies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;47. Watch the DVDs that I haven’t yet. (0/15) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;48. Color everything in a coloring book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;49. Complete a word search book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;50. Complete the water-color face pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;51. Complete a jigsaw puzzle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;52. Complete my Beatles collection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;53. Start a vinyl collection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;54. Finish my story/book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;55. Start another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;56. Create 10 collages. (0/10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;57. Finish 25 books. (0/25) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;58. Learn to play chess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;59. Learn to play a song on the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;60. Learn to play a song on the xylophone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;61. Fly a kite. 62. Send a message in a bottle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;63. Take one of those antique looking pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;64. Take pictures at a photo booth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;65. Carve my name into a tree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;66. Bake and decorate a cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;67. Send a postcard to PostSecret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;68. Sing karaoke in public. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;69. Have my face painted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;70. Dance a real dance with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Keky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;71. Try contact lenses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;72. Try the “dressing room” thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;73. Try the “other” thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;74. Wear a dress on a regular, non-special occasion day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;75. Say ‘yes’ to something I initially say ‘no’ to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;76. Find a tea flavor that I enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;77. Organize the sheets &amp;amp; towels that are in the huge box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;78. Purchase a good photo album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;79. Put loose photos into said photo album. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;80. Purchase a car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;81. Purchase a really good digital camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;82. Purchase a Polaroid camera. (and film). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;83. Purchase a lottery ticket (scratch-off kind). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;84. Purchase a keyboard or piano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;85. Purchase new art supplies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;86. Buy a meal for a homeless person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;87. Donate clothing and footwear I no longer wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;88. Donate blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;89. Donate a substantial amount of money to a cause/charity I believe in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;90. Pay someone else’s toll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;91. Go through my phone, e-mails, AIM, &amp;amp; social networking sites and delete all the people who I no longer talk to (AKA Figure out who matters). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;92. Have my student loans almost done with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;93. Pay off that credit card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;94. Do the vegetarian thing for a week. (0/7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;95. Lose 35 pounds. (0/35) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;96. Send the conscience message daily. (7/1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;97. Take a vitamin every day. (7/1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;98. Create art every day. (7/1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;99. Read at least one chapter every day. (7/1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;100. Write every day. (7/1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;101. Put a dollar away every day. (6/$1001) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Start: Tues. February 24, 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;End: Tues. November 22, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1745432857759180626?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1745432857759180626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1745432857759180626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/christinas-goals.html' title='Christina&apos;s Goals'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3463445065681971847</id><published>2009-03-03T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:58:22.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"For those of you just tuning in on the Fox News Channel or C-SPAN, I'm Rush Limbaugh and I want everyone in this room and every one of you around the country to succeed. I want anyone who believes in life, liberty, pursuit of happiness to succeed. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I want any force, any person, any element of an overarching Big Government that would stop your success, I want that organization, that element or that person to fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I want you to succeed. [Applause] Also, for those of you in the Drive-By Media watching, I have not needed a teleprompter for anything I've said." - Rush Limbaugh's Address at CPAC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I find a lot wrong with this statement but what do I know I am just an unemployed college student resident of a ghetto with some revolutionary views, slight communistic ideals, and a desire for world peace. I find something wrong in wishing success on anybody who believes in the constitutions of the United States of America while at the same time hoping that the government in charge or enforcing the constitution fails. Is he saying that "the big government" does not believe in the constitution? And wishing for their failure does that not translate into hoping they cannot pursuit happiness? I did not like Bush's way of governing the country and I did not agree with a lot of his issues and ideals yet I never wished he just failed plain and simple. I wished he would do better, I wish he would get impeach for an unjust war, I wished John Kerry would have one and I wished for change but I never wanted the President of the United States of America to fail while he had the power of the nation in his hands. Its ridiculous. I agree with him that anyone in this country should succeed but I don't wish failure upon anybody just because of opposing political views. Now Hitler that's someone you can wish to fail. We should find a common enemy and attack it, That will bring peace. Or release a giant squid that kills off half of new york city and brings peace to us all. where is Ozymandias when you need him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3463445065681971847?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3463445065681971847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3463445065681971847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/03/fail.html' title='Fail?'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-2516950757982045864</id><published>2009-02-27T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:40:14.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Secrets make mankind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I find post secrets inspiring. I wish I can tell all my secrets to the world and be carefree and sometimes I think secrets make us who we are. That's why post secrets to me is awesome because you can tell some one your secret and keep it too. So much I would love to get off my chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-2516950757982045864?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2516950757982045864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/2516950757982045864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/secreta-make-mankind.html' title='Secrets make mankind'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1793621916780275249</id><published>2009-02-26T23:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:56:26.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>J.R. Cash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;February 26, 1932 - September 12, 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SadwYPqJBrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OgtULCR4j-s/s1600-h/johnny-cash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307334247701874354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SadwYPqJBrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OgtULCR4j-s/s200/johnny-cash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why you never see bright colors on my back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But is there because he's a victim of the times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear the black for those who never read,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or listened to the words that Jesus said,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;About the road to happiness through love and charity,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear it for the sick and lonely old,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believen' that the Lord was on their side,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believen' that we all were on their side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, there's things that never will be right I know,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And things need changin' everywhere you go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll never see me wear a suit of white.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And tell the world that everything's OK,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.&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/3102966130691761012-1793621916780275249?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1793621916780275249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1793621916780275249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/jr-cash.html' title='J.R. Cash'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SadwYPqJBrI/AAAAAAAAAJM/OgtULCR4j-s/s72-c/johnny-cash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1353280978934593445</id><published>2009-02-16T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:49:13.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Place To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZozmi9Z9yI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9s1YjaOen1U/s1600-h/6a00d8341ca3bb53ef00e54f8b1ebb8834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303608248494585634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZozmi9Z9yI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9s1YjaOen1U/s400/6a00d8341ca3bb53ef00e54f8b1ebb8834-800wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NO CAR&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/3102966130691761012-1353280978934593445?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1353280978934593445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1353280978934593445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-place-to-go.html' title='No Place To Go'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZozmi9Z9yI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9s1YjaOen1U/s72-c/6a00d8341ca3bb53ef00e54f8b1ebb8834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1466753857714961062</id><published>2009-02-16T21:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:28:18.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The snow melts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c20573756c327baa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc20573756c327baa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330305138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41DDA8A17F24570408231EB8AB4506DD57BD95C.3D8BDC90D6A9E9FF0878A61265646BC11DB376A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc20573756c327baa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYW1CkvTlSyqWxsEXUiSkZDYe2c8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc20573756c327baa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330305138%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D41DDA8A17F24570408231EB8AB4506DD57BD95C.3D8BDC90D6A9E9FF0878A61265646BC11DB376A7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc20573756c327baa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYW1CkvTlSyqWxsEXUiSkZDYe2c8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Love doesn't&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/3102966130691761012-1466753857714961062?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c20573756c327baa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1466753857714961062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1466753857714961062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-melts.html' title='The snow melts...'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3294194536747506250</id><published>2009-02-16T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:50:29.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obaminations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Creations Obama "Hope" Poster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZolUcGY7fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M4zQLTTBeMg/s1600-h/pedro.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303592544252784114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZolUcGY7fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M4zQLTTBeMg/s400/pedro.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don Pedro Albizu Campos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZok8GmMrQI/AAAAAAAAAIk/K8niFExPvhU/s1600-h/pedro.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZokpX0GNOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nrPg4VoPvPg/s1600-h/original_image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303591804367942882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZokpX0GNOI/AAAAAAAAAIE/nrPg4VoPvPg/s400/original_image.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is My Favorite "The Pope"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZok2LyEsdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QEUH8ex8hsU/s1600-h/CSM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303592024476529106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZok2LyEsdI/AAAAAAAAAIc/QEUH8ex8hsU/s200/CSM.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My tribute to The X-Files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CSM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoky-lxUqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/F-n9dgJ_ENM/s1600-h/cope.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303591969395659426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoky-lxUqI/AAAAAAAAAIU/F-n9dgJ_ENM/s200/cope.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Citizen Cope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoku5vxLfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ulamU_oP0zE/s1600-h/bobhope.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303591899375939058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoku5vxLfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ulamU_oP0zE/s200/bobhope.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Original &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bob Hope&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/3102966130691761012-3294194536747506250?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3294194536747506250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3294194536747506250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/obaminations.html' title='Obaminations'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZolUcGY7fI/AAAAAAAAAIs/M4zQLTTBeMg/s72-c/pedro.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-661747940038591078</id><published>2009-02-16T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:00:50.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoaRkOZaCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Xq4bdTJAxgc/s1600-h/ohgodnoplease.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303580400266340386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoaRkOZaCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Xq4bdTJAxgc/s400/ohgodnoplease.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-661747940038591078?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/661747940038591078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/661747940038591078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/33.html' title='3.3'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZoaRkOZaCI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Xq4bdTJAxgc/s72-c/ohgodnoplease.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6779777854029698007</id><published>2009-02-09T09:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:44:29.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, Do You Ever Get the Urge to Eat Your Boyfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/blogs/smitten/2009/02/um-do-you-ever-get-the-urge-to.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300808431173135090" style="WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZBBLup4avI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3YZhb0CyiAk/s400/12-knife-fork_sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-6779777854029698007?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6779777854029698007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6779777854029698007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/um-do-you-ever-get-urge-to-eat-your.html' title='Um, Do You Ever Get the Urge to Eat Your Boyfriend?'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SZBBLup4avI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3YZhb0CyiAk/s72-c/12-knife-fork_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-6720741007347184574</id><published>2009-02-08T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:42:57.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 10 Majors for 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Psychology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do you wonder why people are the way they are? Are you fascinated by personality types and the ways certain people react to certain aspects of society? If so, then studying psychology will help you further understand the ways we interact and respond to our environment, as well as our motivations, emotions and disorders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is more to psychology than just getting people to tell you their secrets; you'll also need a strong research background and a scientific way of thinking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes you'll probably take:&lt;/strong&gt; psychology of childhood, learning memory and cognition, and social psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Career options:&lt;/strong&gt; criminologist, social worker or advertising executive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Biology/biological sciences&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Biology majors like to look at all of the elements and questions surrounding life, from questions about reproduction to the ways in which our physical environment influences the way we grow and develop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The field of biology is often divided into subcategories, such as molecular biology, which studies the exchange and transfer of chemicals within living organisms, and cell biology, which examines the basic building blocks of living organisms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology majors end up with a vast array of skills and tools that can lead to careers and professions in a wide variety of fields. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes you'll probably take:&lt;/strong&gt; evolution, genetics and calculus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Career options:&lt;/strong&gt; veterinarian, pharmacist or ecologist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the rest of the list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spotlight.encarta.msn.com/Features/encnet_Departments_College_default_article_Top10Majors2009.html?GT1=27004"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;click here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/3102966130691761012-6720741007347184574?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6720741007347184574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/6720741007347184574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3156944478305014810</id><published>2009-02-06T08:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:53:22.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;spent&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;curve&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;curve&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;studying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-3156944478305014810?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3156944478305014810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3156944478305014810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/curve.html' title='The Curve'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-381636926781615086</id><published>2009-02-04T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:16:18.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic Gases Caused World's Worst Extinction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dsc.discovery.com/news/2009/02/04/volcano-mass-extinction.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYpLqxKbuOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/A_wXNJcGLKI/s400/mass-extinction-540x380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299131109678495970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-381636926781615086?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/381636926781615086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/381636926781615086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/toxic-gases-caused-worlds-worst.html' title='Toxic Gases Caused World&apos;s Worst Extinction'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYpLqxKbuOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/A_wXNJcGLKI/s72-c/mass-extinction-540x380.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-443556713469514296</id><published>2009-02-02T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:45:47.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Action!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ccruz.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298208025225590306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYcEILmx9iI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Xccn3iUbgR0/s400/marker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-443556713469514296?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/443556713469514296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/443556713469514296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/action.html' title='Action!'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYcEILmx9iI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Xccn3iUbgR0/s72-c/marker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4433948341620978672</id><published>2009-02-02T09:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:30:30.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vitruvian Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYcDEV7I3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pLSkIpI_rWs/s1600-h/j-102-0013_vitruvian_man_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298206859764227426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYcDEV7I3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pLSkIpI_rWs/s400/j-102-0013_vitruvian_man_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Art&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Science&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/3102966130691761012-4433948341620978672?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4433948341620978672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4433948341620978672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/vitruvian-man.html' title='The Vitruvian Man'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYcDEV7I3WI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pLSkIpI_rWs/s72-c/j-102-0013_vitruvian_man_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8186796862077607512</id><published>2009-02-01T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T03:53:43.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"The"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't remember the first word I recognized when I was learning to read. Everybody cares about the first spoken word and when you can spell your name but little importance is given to that one word that let the up and coming reader that words have meaning and power. I remember the first book I read, the one about the caterpillar that ate and ate until it became a butterfly. I don't remember the first book I was able to read on my own. I can't remember my first word the word that changes a young child's life and lets them know that from that moment on any question they have has an answer somewhere written down. I guess I am just stating the importance of literacy even in a technological era where everything is automated. I want my kids to read as soon as possible right out of the womb even. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reading saves lives literally and figuratively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-8186796862077607512?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8186796862077607512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8186796862077607512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='&quot;The&quot;'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5784455645191297309</id><published>2009-01-31T15:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:48:22.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bookstore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went into the bookstore to see if I had any hours to work next week... no. I was coming out of the back and had a conversation with the boss lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you go to bag check?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; No, I am not working today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; Then why were you in the back?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; I was looking at the schedule.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; Well there are no more hours for that many people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Is there going to be any more hours any time soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boss Lady:&lt;/strong&gt; Not in the next few weeks, You were a good worker but there just isn't enough hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that conversation a bit patronizing I have been thinking about it since it happened.&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down:&lt;br /&gt;When she saw me she asked me to go to a station meaning that she is not aware of who is working where at any particular time.&lt;br /&gt;When I told her I was not working she asked me why was I in the back meaning if I am not working then I am not allowed in the back meaning that really anybody can just walk back there and no one will say anything cause there was no one back there when I walked in.&lt;br /&gt;She then says that I was a good worker which would lead one to assume that she has paid attention to me work but then I thought about it some more.&lt;br /&gt;She did not know I was not working back there, no one saw me walk in to the back but I am supposed to believe that she paid attention to me long enough to establish a judgement about my work ethics. I feel sorry for her thats her career and she sucks I was just a Temp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5784455645191297309?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5784455645191297309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5784455645191297309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/bookstore.html' title='The Bookstore'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-4308230205314792703</id><published>2009-01-28T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:33:08.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson Pollock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday JP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYDqu21keNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NjVf_6cI858/s1600-h/jp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296491252502788306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYDqu21keNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NjVf_6cI858/s400/jp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lavender Mist: Number 1, 1950&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/3102966130691761012-4308230205314792703?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4308230205314792703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4308230205314792703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/jackson-pollock.html' title='Jackson Pollock'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SYDqu21keNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NjVf_6cI858/s72-c/jp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-5279433714816511862</id><published>2009-01-27T23:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:40:05.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am The Rambling Man Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems like everyday there is less and less here for me or could there be that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; found everything &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; had to find and have exhausted the resources. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;High School is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;.M.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The Wresling team and 215 are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Raptor is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Search for love is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;done&lt;/span&gt;, whats left for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; in ths city, this city &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; claim to be from. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Coriell?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Yeah right!&lt;/span&gt; On &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; could not even figure out that the adrenal glands are associated with the kidneys. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ull&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My mom&lt;/span&gt; just found a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;condom&lt;/span&gt; on the stair (&lt;em&gt;not&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) and threw it in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;... privacy is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Optimisim not &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but almost there. Where is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt; when one needs him. I thought things were going to change. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; guess he never really mentioned for who. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MA&lt;/span&gt; does not care about &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;La&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; People&lt;/span&gt; (Yeah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; said it, take that Kanye)... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Micro&lt;/span&gt; = not seen with the naked eye &lt;em&gt;Bio&lt;/em&gt; = Life &lt;em&gt;Ology&lt;/em&gt; = study of&lt;/span&gt;.... study of life not seen with naked eye... yup thats what &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; am interested in sounds so plain when translated to lamen but still better than microeconomics. How come none of the college students can figure out the system of the bookstore how hard is it to get into college these days... new rule if you cannot figure out the bookstore textbook system in 30 minutes you have to take a course in common logistics and try again in 3 months... ha thats harsh but really when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; was a fresh man it did not take me that long to get it... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; wish life was as simple as that bookstore system things would be so much easir to find... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS LEFT HERE FOR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my future &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WIFE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Christina whats left here for us really why are we still here&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-5279433714816511862?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5279433714816511862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/5279433714816511862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/asdftypingclassjkl-asdfhomekeysjkl.html' title='I am The Rambling Man Part II'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-1436108964784066101</id><published>2009-01-27T23:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:27:17.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Acevedo</title><content type='html'>Good Luck in Texas I hope you find everything you are looking for and more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-1436108964784066101?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1436108964784066101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/1436108964784066101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3102966130691761012-4207896263805468886?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4207896263805468886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/4207896263805468886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/meez-3d-avatars-and-free-games.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-8847471517638089768</id><published>2009-01-12T10:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:16:05.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SWt6qQ9j96I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NtcwST7uspM/s1600-h/riverline.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290457053803050914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/SWt6qQ9j96I/AAAAAAAAAG8/NtcwST7uspM/s320/riverline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I miss those trips&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/3102966130691761012-8847471517638089768?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8847471517638089768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/8847471517638089768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss-those-trips.html' title=''/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3102966130691761012.post-3552196609771703599</id><published>2009-01-06T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:40:46.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the Rambling Man Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little by little eveyone leaves even if its only 5 miles away everyone leaves... I have left many times never have true stability. I have felt stuck lately just likes millions of others before they decide to get up and leave... I want to leave pick up my things and grab my Loved one and get out of this City.,. I grew up here I became a man here I met my friends here and I met my love in this city yet I know 100% that this is no place to have a family. I went to school here I went to college here and I know for a fact that the education system has a lot of work to do to be considerd BAD. There is always the glimmer of hope that the education system churns out a couple of happy endings but its really just a lottery these days. I don't want a lottery I want a sure thing... I want to leave get up and get out... Anywhere but here or anywhere that resembles here... I am an inner city dweller looking to be a dweller of a functioning society before its too late and I get stuck. I have done nothing to help this city because in most cases it does not want to help it self... So please forgive my selfish desire to escape. I am from CAMDEN and so far I have survived but I really wish surviving was not such a gamble.&lt;/em&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/3102966130691761012-3552196609771703599?l=adbrunoresto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3552196609771703599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3102966130691761012/posts/default/3552196609771703599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adbrunoresto.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-rambling-man-part-i.html' title='I am the Rambling Man Part I'/><author><name>KEKY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02108190160035649684</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIsjq9qhNLw/Sw4FBJxnSkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/MUjk8_j5V84/S220/Keky+06.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
