<?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-3550090659809664796</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:07:00.302-03:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Right!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-3947529946095895581</id><published>2009-10-27T20:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:41:48.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Chat Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    In Thursday the 20th, we had another chat session with the people from La Plata. This time, unfortunately, I didn't have a computer, so I shared: first with irene and then with juani.&lt;br /&gt;    With Irene, we talk with Piter and Facu. Both mention the holidays, and asked  where Irene, as we were using his MSN account, would be going. I don't really remember where Irene said she was going (I think the coast or maybe de south). Piter said his was travelling to the south of Brazil and facu didn't know very well, but maybe he is going to Valeria del Mar.&lt;br /&gt;     Juani chatted with camila, and the only thing I can remember is that she said she hates school :)&lt;br /&gt;jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&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/3550090659809664796-3947529946095895581?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/3947529946095895581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-chat-session.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/3947529946095895581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/3947529946095895581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-chat-session.html' title='2nd Chat Session'/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-6352932715574414986</id><published>2009-09-28T14:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T14:39:49.168-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Chat Class</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday 22 of September, during our bilingual classes, we went to the computer lab to chat with the people from La Plata. We were supposed to ask what they've done during Spring's Day, but, as I didn't know, I asked personal information about them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Talked to Calen. She is sixteen years old. After school, and apart from English classes, she has been practicing Bass since march. I guess she plays well, as she has been playing for around 6 months. I think she is a very kind and lifeful person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also talked to Pedro and Camila. Pedro, in his free time, practices Rugby, and I know Cami likes "Rock Nacional", so I thin she is cool! jaajja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I don't know what else to put, soy Bye! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3550090659809664796-6352932715574414986?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/6352932715574414986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesdays-chat-class.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/6352932715574414986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="border: 1px solid rgb(221, 221, 221); padding: 4px; width: 265px; height: 204px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That cloud it was made with, in my opinion, the best verse of the song posted below "Blood Brothers" composed by Iron Maiden.&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   When you think that we've used all our chances&lt;br /&gt;    And the chance to make everything right&lt;br /&gt;Keep on making the same old mistake&lt;br /&gt;Makes untipping the balance so easy&lt;br /&gt;When we're living our lives on the edge&lt;br /&gt;Say a prayer on the book of the dead&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/3550090659809664796-4236761885857026340?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/4236761885857026340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordle-untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/4236761885857026340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/4236761885857026340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/09/wordle-untitled.html' title=''/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-6512278090819115288</id><published>2009-08-18T21:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:41:50.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RoNBkHJ4PvE&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RoNBkHJ4PvE&amp;amp;hl=es&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And _______ you're _______ a walk through the _______ _______ _______&lt;br /&gt;What do you think _______ _______ you would see?&lt;br /&gt;Just like a _______ reflecting the _______ of your _______&lt;br /&gt;And in the _______ reflections of _______&lt;br /&gt;Just for a _______ a _______ of my father I see&lt;br /&gt;And in a movement he _______ to me&lt;br /&gt;And in a moment the _______ are all that _______&lt;br /&gt;And all the _______ are _______ again&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;And as you look all _______ at the _______ _______ _______&lt;br /&gt;What do you see, do you think we have learned&lt;br /&gt;Not if you're taking a look at the _______-_______ affray&lt;br /&gt;Out in the streets where the _______ are _______&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I _______ I'm _______ for the _______&lt;br /&gt;There are _______ I'm _______ _______ _______ _______&lt;br /&gt;When you're _______ on all the _______ you feel&lt;br /&gt;And reflecting the _______ and the _______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever know what the _______ to _______ really is?&lt;br /&gt;Can you _______ tell me _______ _______ is?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all the _______ that you _______ that are _______ to you&lt;br /&gt;Could be _______ _______ by _______ _______ _______&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;When you think that ____'___ used all our _______&lt;br /&gt;And the _______ to make _______ _______&lt;br /&gt;_______ _______ making the _______ old _______&lt;br /&gt;Makes _______ the _______ so easy&lt;br /&gt;When we're _______ our _______ on the _______&lt;br /&gt;Say a _______ _______ the _______ of the _______&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;And _______ you're taking a walk _______ the _______ _______ _______.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good lyrics, I hope you enjoy juani ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3550090659809664796-6512278090819115288?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/6512278090819115288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-youre-walk-through-what-do-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/6512278090819115288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/6512278090819115288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-youre-walk-through-what-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-3869496051355860569</id><published>2009-07-17T09:51:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:53:27.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Or Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SmB0P2nYItI/AAAAAAAAABc/aNOJY8DRXbo/s1600-h/271C791A72DB11DE9BADEAAB2A16ED16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SmB0P2nYItI/AAAAAAAAABc/aNOJY8DRXbo/s320/271C791A72DB11DE9BADEAAB2A16ED16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359411372278424274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it's my try. I rised up the prizebecause I consider my self precious jajaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   Diego is wanted because of army terrorist assault within the navy. He joined this one, as a former soldier, in order to get a ship for his purposes (we don't really know which ones are this, but not everyone wants a warship only to play and navegate the seas). He commanded a squad within the warship in the middle of the night, captured or killed every single member of the crew and sailed away with the ship to an unknown destination.&lt;br /&gt;   As well as having the ship, he probable has at least fifteen men on board (only to navegate the ship, but we think the squad he used to strike is still in the ship) but it might have some prisioners, as to ask for a rescued or to have power over the navy.&lt;br /&gt;   His is around one meter, seventy-two centimeters tall, his hair is brown, as well as his eyes, but this are dark brown. Although he is in the ship, he, sometime, will need to reach a cost to refill the ship's gas tanks and to obtain food for the crew. Any dock of Europe must be in red alert, waiting for a British warship to arrive to shore.&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/3550090659809664796-3869496051355860569?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/3869496051355860569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-or-alive.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/3869496051355860569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/3869496051355860569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-or-alive.html' title='Dead Or Alive'/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SmB0P2nYItI/AAAAAAAAABc/aNOJY8DRXbo/s72-c/271C791A72DB11DE9BADEAAB2A16ED16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-1038156240606972251</id><published>2009-07-02T15:31:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:04:21.922-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead - I Might Be Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gscR0Hn9xsI&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/gscR0Hn9xsI&amp;hl=es_ES&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;    I really think Radiohead is one of the most transcendental British Bands that are nowadays still playing. The lyrics is a bit depressing you may say, but the rhythm makes you forget about it, and the charisma of the singer, Thom Yorke, also makes you enjoy the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;    It speaks about a depressed man that "used to think", as the song begins, that life has no meaning at all. But then, someone appeared and told him not to think about only the bad things, but to the good ones, and to start all over again.&lt;/span&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/3550090659809664796-1038156240606972251?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/1038156240606972251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/07/radiohead-i-might-be-wrong.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/1038156240606972251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/1038156240606972251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/07/radiohead-i-might-be-wrong.html' title='Radiohead - I Might Be Wrong'/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3550090659809664796.post-2480927891564827050</id><published>2009-06-25T15:26:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T15:49:45.107-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes me unique?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;How to begin? I don't really know what makes me special. Well, let’s begin with my life. My name is Diego Adrian Zerni, I’ve just turned 15 years old. I live next to the Parliament, with my both parents, Adrian and Fabiana, and my little 8-year-old sister, Chiara, with who I fight a lot, but I love very much.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m about &lt;st1:metricconverter productid="1.72 meters" st="on"&gt;1.72 meters&lt;/st1:metricconverter&gt; tall, thin (what you normally call thin), I like reading, especially thrilling books, and I love reading manga: Japanese comics in black and white, to explain it in some way. I like walking, particularly with friends, going out just to see each other, eat ice-cream or buy something –I mostly do that because I always ask somebody to go with me, to have some fun and to not be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/3550090659809664796-2480927891564827050?l=diegoz3rd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/feeds/2480927891564827050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-makes-me-unique.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/2480927891564827050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3550090659809664796/posts/default/2480927891564827050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diegoz3rd.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-makes-me-unique.html' title='What makes me unique?'/><author><name>Diego</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08293372811398429662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3wGOvIUb5kw/SlLC7xpcxOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5sJ8r59s-eE/S220/carnet.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
