tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55416520845591357182023-11-16T03:58:24.039-08:00Angeles PerfectosMartuuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17278618873042735231noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541652084559135718.post-84976961627828923212010-12-24T12:26:00.000-08:002010-12-24T12:26:19.644-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ic90suaLI5uN3vnQuKXjyjuN4WrnaZqlcVOygOGCslB8u11NbAY2o6XPeTVjEpVH6PQ8zKj1uDB27guFdhpjjeSABxAGaTlamoUX01Cnyx0b7zKIP-DPJWu1VSW56cJwoCHLLV-jw3Z8/s1600/carasteen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ic90suaLI5uN3vnQuKXjyjuN4WrnaZqlcVOygOGCslB8u11NbAY2o6XPeTVjEpVH6PQ8zKj1uDB27guFdhpjjeSABxAGaTlamoUX01Cnyx0b7zKIP-DPJWu1VSW56cJwoCHLLV-jw3Z8/s320/carasteen.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<blockquote><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">EL <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">AMOR</span> MAS HERMOSO</span></b></blockquote>Martuuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17278618873042735231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541652084559135718.post-74296009170402752442010-12-13T10:30:00.000-08:002010-12-13T10:30:35.388-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrjfsczOjP6NrkVfYJaDIqFB1xUjrfJ4iaxDRlcF9NaHh_9I6T6uL516f-p_YFyr5UJEH0YgpoFvfnDxyscuNW8NQjseMT_U55lxX-2Lbmz9RDakoxhlL5s0GBNhkb5MFA2Ag5XYmhfUU/s1600/photo6yjo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQrjfsczOjP6NrkVfYJaDIqFB1xUjrfJ4iaxDRlcF9NaHh_9I6T6uL516f-p_YFyr5UJEH0YgpoFvfnDxyscuNW8NQjseMT_U55lxX-2Lbmz9RDakoxhlL5s0GBNhkb5MFA2Ag5XYmhfUU/s400/photo6yjo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>Dos semanas sin<span style="color: red;"> E</span><span style="color: orange;">L</span><span style="color: magenta;">L</span><span style="color: cyan;">O</span><span style="color: blue;">S</span></b></span>Martuuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17278618873042735231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541652084559135718.post-60174612509436583432010-12-10T06:52:00.000-08:002010-12-10T07:01:59.330-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGZAWHSDUG6ab9fhTAFZ-uZeB8LlbvT4hGZEcd-_JyFn_UoOAi1gE-9M6he8QC9XjYAKF7dmBix3O8gqJ5JSKAvzs-RiBwjdVwihj0xpvkMcdtSUnFF4Evz3boo2mFs-QPoq7prsNN0mX/s1600/casi-angeles-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeGZAWHSDUG6ab9fhTAFZ-uZeB8LlbvT4hGZEcd-_JyFn_UoOAi1gE-9M6he8QC9XjYAKF7dmBix3O8gqJ5JSKAvzs-RiBwjdVwihj0xpvkMcdtSUnFF4Evz3boo2mFs-QPoq7prsNN0mX/s200/casi-angeles-3.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Cada vez que me acuerdo de ustedes lo hago con una <span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">sonrisa</span>, porqe de ustedes <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">me quedo lo mejor.</span> <span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;">Fueron, son y seran taaanto en mi vida.</span><br />
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La vida no perdio su encanto. Fuimos nosotros que <u style="color: #274e13;">perdimos</u> el gusto por la vida. Perdimo la inocencia, la capacidad de asombro. <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large;">La fe en el futuro.</span><br />
Una generacion desencantada es una generacion de muertos en vida. Y para volver a encantarse con la vida hay <b>que saber que esa generacion no esta sola</b>.<br />
<i style="color: #444444;">Debe saber que es importante y decisiva en otras generaciones</i>.<br />
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<div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><i>Listo, <span style="font-size: large;">termino</span>. Todo lo que vivi con ellos fue <span style="color: orange;">hermoso, magico, inolvidable</span>, son recuerdos que <u>NUNCA</u> voy a olvidar. Casi angeles me marco de tal forma que si no hubiese exisitido <span style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;">no seria la misma, </span>Casi Angeles me eneño, me hiso reflexionar muchisimo que no lo puedo expresar con solamente<span style="font-size: x-small;"> palabras</span>. Muchas personas no entenderan esto, pero es qe para mi no ess una simple novela, fue dedicarle una hora del dia durante 4 años, <u><b>Casi Angeles es parte de mi familia</b></u>, Casi es una adiccion de la que nunca voy a poder salir, de la que no se si voy a poder superar por un gran tiempo.</i></div><i style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Escucho canciones, y a 1 hora del final, me dan una cosita, me ponen <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;">la piel de gallina</span></span> como cuando volvi a ver a Paz, a Nico, a Cristobal o a Monito.<b> No los voi a olvidar NUNCA</b>, muchisimas gracias por tantas <span style="font-size: x-small;">emociones</span> vividas, <span style="font-size: x-large;"><u style="color: orange;">simplemente GRACIAS</u></span></i>.Martuuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17278618873042735231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541652084559135718.post-26865614246956305392010-11-29T05:50:00.000-08:002010-11-29T05:51:47.735-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmjU9MKWTTUfc8QB6j0ZZ-fiFWOkzkyp5O4ethEX_f7PmYPfaGGCllzcZyjIhkSUGsiQW6Cap0-Dmnk7G9Z_ExS9D2hMMMwrbJNJPTCaaTSbCQUdrs94xxe4nFYUZXeV19qxVjbUEdY7q/s1600/ELENCO+DE+CASI+ANGELES.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOmjU9MKWTTUfc8QB6j0ZZ-fiFWOkzkyp5O4ethEX_f7PmYPfaGGCllzcZyjIhkSUGsiQW6Cap0-Dmnk7G9Z_ExS9D2hMMMwrbJNJPTCaaTSbCQUdrs94xxe4nFYUZXeV19qxVjbUEdY7q/s400/ELENCO+DE+CASI+ANGELES.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><u style="color: #134f5c;"><span style="color: black;">HOY</span> ES EL <span style="color: black;">DIA</span></u> ;</span>Martuuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17278618873042735231noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541652084559135718.post-79482951481902509122010-11-28T14:46:00.000-08:002010-11-28T14:46:50.268-08:00Falta muy poco para que en mi halla una gran tristeza, para que me sienta vacia. Falta poco y mi compañero de 4 años llega a su fin. Chau Casi Angeles, no mas, no mas historias, no mas personajes, no mas amores, no mas nada. Todo termina.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: orange;">Gracias</span> angelitos<span style="color: orange;">!</span>!</span><br />
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