<?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-1701460340661236872</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:13:10.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIPOLAR</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701460340661236872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>La nena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04180121744964762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701460340661236872.post-8845189616651364058</id><published>2008-07-23T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:29:55.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Tahoma,Helvetica,Sans-Serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanto tiempo buscando la solución... Para pensar que mañana será mejor por algo q no se encuentra por alguien q nunca llega... Tan solo es un sueño que sueña con ser mejor... Lo tienes justo delante, a un metro de distancia... Y nunca podrás tocarlo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701460340661236872-8845189616651364058?l=nenabipolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/feeds/8845189616651364058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701460340661236872&amp;postID=8845189616651364058' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701460340661236872/posts/default/8845189616651364058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701460340661236872/posts/default/8845189616651364058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/2008/07/tanto-tiempo-buscando-la-solucin.html' title=''/><author><name>La nena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04180121744964762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701460340661236872.post-6698413013241285595</id><published>2008-07-23T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:25:21.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Porque cuando pedimos un deseo por muy imposible que nos parezca estamos contemplando la posibilidad de que se haga realidad.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque nos ilusionamos cuando soñamos o imaginamos algo aunque no creamos que se pueda realizar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque la espera a que algo pase también nos hace felices.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque la felicidad es todo aquello que ocurre mientras intentamos alcanzarla.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Porque la felicidad son las pequeñas cosas no los grandes acontecimientos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Por todo eso pide un deseo.. y quien sabe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701460340661236872-6698413013241285595?l=nenabipolar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/feeds/6698413013241285595/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701460340661236872&amp;postID=6698413013241285595' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701460340661236872/posts/default/6698413013241285595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701460340661236872/posts/default/6698413013241285595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nenabipolar.blogspot.com/2008/07/porque-cuando-pedimos-un-deseo-por-muy.html' title=''/><author><name>La nena</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04180121744964762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
