tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49246463820795126312011-04-21T14:03:46.780-07:00...Negocios personales...Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-68282065871419818622008-04-07T04:26:00.000-07:002008-12-10T07:14:08.368-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R_oFStRbxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/ruHjMIx4XM0/s1600-h/cd726f062_a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186463739819050434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R_oFStRbxcI/AAAAAAAAABk/ruHjMIx4XM0/s320/cd726f062_a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>NO PUEDO PRETENDER SER MÁS DE LO QUE SOY NI QUERER MÁS DE LO QUE TENGO</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div>Estos besos son para la persona que me ayudó a volver a encontrarle el sentido a mis estudios, pienso en ti todos los dias (y no solo me refiero a cuando estoy estudiando!)<br /><br />Y esta semana te tengo mucho más presente...siempre ocurre cuando hay un examen a la vuelta de la esquina. Esto de ir retarsaso supone siempre estar con las pilas puestas! No hay opción de dormirse!<br /><br />LoL 4U!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-6828206587141981862?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-14148814625471776242008-03-25T18:32:00.001-07:002008-12-10T07:14:08.778-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R-mn0NRbxbI/AAAAAAAAABc/udnzhXMrsUY/s1600-h/cd734f018_a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181857361624286642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R-mn0NRbxbI/AAAAAAAAABc/udnzhXMrsUY/s320/cd734f018_a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Habrá que tener las ideas bien despiertas para buscar alternativas que nos ayuden a llegar hasta final de curso...<br />Ya no quedan más vacaciones antes de exámenes!<br />Siento ser yo quien os de la mala noticia...<br /><br />Y digo "vacaciones" porque no soy como algunos que consideran el miserable puente de mayo como DIAS (si si en plural) de fiesta...<br /><br />Me estoy viendo un poco pesimista...soy yo o vosotros también lo notais?<br />Y eso que estos diitas me han sentado de maravilla!<br /><br />Será Barcelona que me pone de mala leche...la rutina...que le vamos a hacer...<br /><br />Malta es increible e increiblemente barato!<br />En breve os pongo fotitos, I promisse!<br /><br />Ánimo que esta semana es cortita!<br />(me parece que me estoy dando ánimos a mi misma xD)<br /><br />PD: People, voy pensando algo para el finde Its necessary!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-1414881462547177624?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-85454646028627510582008-03-15T08:36:00.000-07:002008-12-10T07:14:09.006-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vtLm5YplI/AAAAAAAAABU/5_kJuTVXEjg/s1600-h/psycho.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177992980268099154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vtLm5YplI/AAAAAAAAABU/5_kJuTVXEjg/s320/psycho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hay días y personas que solo se merecian un tremendo:<br /><br />AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH<br /><br />(ya me a servido de terápia de descargue)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-8545464602862751058?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-70919282646287383482008-03-15T08:33:00.000-07:002008-12-10T07:14:09.175-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vsVG5YpkI/AAAAAAAAABM/P5pYmJvVh0s/s1600-h/passion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177992043965228610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vsVG5YpkI/AAAAAAAAABM/P5pYmJvVh0s/s320/passion.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />IWANT TO BREACK FREE!<br /><br />Do uou remeber when we see that film?<br /><br />I miss you every moment!!<br /><br />___________________<br />Empieza la Semana Santa...seguro que vuelven a pasar esta peli por tv...<br />Lanzo un apregunta...<br /><br />¿HAY ALGUIEN QUE CONSIGUIERA AGUANTAR VIENDO TODOS LOS LATIGAZOS?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-7091928264628738348?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-52900477000458839002008-03-15T08:22:00.000-07:002008-12-10T07:14:09.327-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vrum5YpjI/AAAAAAAAABE/wwdL6JXhGik/s1600-h/Suen%25CC%2583os%2Brotos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177991382540265010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vrum5YpjI/AAAAAAAAABE/wwdL6JXhGik/s320/Suen%25CC%2583os%2Brotos.jpg" width="219" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Walk a lonely road </div><br /><div>The only one that I have ever known </div><br /><div>Don't know where it goes </div><br /><div>But it's home to me and </div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk this empty street </div><br /><div>On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams </div><br /><div>Where the city sleeps and </div><br /><div>I'm the only one and </div><br /><div>I walk alone</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div>I walk a... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My shadow's the only one that walks beside me </div><br /><div>My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating </div><br /><div>Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me </div><br /><div>'Til then I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Ah-ah, </div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, </div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Ah-ah,</div><br /><div>Ah-ah </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm walking down the line </div><br /><div>That divides me somewhere in my mind</div><br /><div>On the border line </div><br /><div>Of the edge and where</div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Read between the lines </div><br /><div>What's fucked up and everything's alright </div><br /><div>Check my vital signs </div><br /><div>To know I'm still alive and I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div>I walk a...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My shadow's the only one that walks beside me </div><br /><div>My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating </div><br /><div>Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me </div><br /><div>Til then I walk alone</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Ah-ah,</div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Aaah-ah </div><br /><div>Ah-ah, Ah-ah </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk alone </div><br /><div>I walk a... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I walk this empty street </div><br /><div>On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams </div><br /><div>Where the city sleeps </div><br /><div>And I'm the only one and I walk a... </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My shadow's the only one that walks beside me </div><br /><div>My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>.....</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Dedicada a I.H </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-5290047700045883900?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-63898733398834013082008-03-15T08:09:00.001-07:002008-12-10T07:14:09.499-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vmzG5YpgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/axVk45hLIas/s1600-h/finding_nemo_003_1024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177985962291537410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vmzG5YpgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/axVk45hLIas/s320/finding_nemo_003_1024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>No te libras!!</div><div> </div><div>Te lo dije hombre de poca fe!! Sin poner nombres todos sabemos a quien me estoy refiriendo...</div><div> </div><div>Eres un sensible aunque vayas de lo contrario!jejeje</div><div> </div><div>Pero...por eso me gustas!! ;)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-6389873339883401308?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4924646382079512631.post-6151155296181555842008-03-15T07:53:00.001-07:002008-12-10T07:14:09.640-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vkpW5YpfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TFxW7igaihI/s1600-h/Policias_del__mundo_2538_15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177983595764557298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NgUQms2i5Vo/R9vkpW5YpfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/TFxW7igaihI/s320/Policias_del__mundo_2538_15.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yo ya sabia que los yankees son horteras, pero viendo esta fotografía se constata una vez más lo que pensaba...</div><div> </div><div>¿Como pretenden imponer autoridad con esta pinta de coche?</div><div> </div><div>Por si hay algún incrédulo diré que la foto está hecha por un colega mio que vive en Estados Unidos, así que no es montaje ni una broma! </div><div> </div><div>Arresteme agente!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4924646382079512631-615115529618155584?l=mybusinnes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maykahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06455582094340489929noreply@blogger.com4