martes, agosto 26, 2008
¿Acaso no es molesto que bloqueen el messenger en la empresa o escuela? y aparte que ellos ¿si puedan “chatear”? Pues ni que ellos platicaran sobre la paz mundial.
Por lo tanto te recomiendo las siguientes páginas:
http://jwchat.org/
http://69.36.226.175/
http://www.msn2go.com/
http://193.238.160.71/LIGHT
¿Acaso no es molesto que bloqueen el messenger en la empresa o escuela? y aparte que ellos ¿si puedan “chatear”? Pues ni que ellos platicaran sobre la paz mundial.
Por lo tanto te recomiendo las siguientes páginas:
http://jwchat.org/
http://69.36.226.175/
http://www.msn2go.com/
http://193.238.160.71/LIGHT
domingo, agosto 24, 2008
the postal service - such great heights High Rez
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home
They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...
I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home
viernes, agosto 22, 2008
The Story
Artista: Brandi Carlile
Álbum: The Story
Título: The Story
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you
I climbed across the mountain tops
Swam all across the ocean blue
I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules
But baby I broke them all for you
Because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do
I was made for you
You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know my head is a mess
No, they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what
I've been through like you do
And I was made for you...
All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true...I was made for you