<?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-2762971012855902239</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:33:13.621-08:00</updated><category term='videogiochi'/><category term='lontananza'/><category term='omg'/><category term='vma jared bieber thanks to jesus valigia'/><category term='ruki'/><category term='final fantasy'/><category term='amore'/><category term='Garret'/><category term='vacanze'/><category term='Billy'/><category term='Marzia'/><title type='text'>. Time to escape .</title><subtitle type='html'>Time to escape .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-3498962820224871951</id><published>2012-02-09T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T14:47:23.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We live dreamers and we will die dreamers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E' bastato rimettere su i cd per farmi ricordare tutto. Ho una nostalgia pazzesca, sono in una piena fase d'astinenza. Ho davvero bisogno di un concerto.&lt;br /&gt;Di un loro concerto, di tutto questo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/mLqHDhF-O28/0.jpg" height="360" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLqHDhF-O28&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mLqHDhF-O28&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mi mancano da morire. Ma più di tutto mi manca sentirmi bene a quei livelli...Mi manca stare bene come non mai dentro a un palazzetto o a un'arena, dopo ore e ore di fila, con le persone che più ami. Soprattutto in questo periodo che non sento un cazzo. Cioè, mi sento fuori dal mondo, faccio le cose in automatico e non provo emozioni sincere (se non in una certa situazione). Vivo in modo passivo, come spettatrice.&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei ancora una notte, soltanto una, per sentirmi viva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I can’t remember how, I can’t remember why&lt;br /&gt;I’m lying here tonight&lt;br /&gt; And I can’t stand the pain, and I can’t make it go away&lt;br /&gt; No I can’t stand the pain&lt;br /&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt; I’ve got no where to run&lt;br /&gt; The night goes on&lt;br /&gt; As I’m fading away&lt;br /&gt; I’m sick of this life&lt;br /&gt; I just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt; How could this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt; Everybody’s screaming, I try to make a sound but no one hears me&lt;br /&gt; I’m slipping off the edge, I’m hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt; I wanna start this over again&lt;br /&gt; So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered and I can’t explain what happened .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E' una cosa così involontaria e improvvisa: guardo video, ascolto canzoni, immagino di nuovo tutto e piango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;To battle is the only way we feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/peuEC6je2Ys/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/peuEC6je2Ys&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/peuEC6je2Ys&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-3498962820224871951?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/3498962820224871951/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-live-dreamers-and-we-will-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3498962820224871951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3498962820224871951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-live-dreamers-and-we-will-die.html' title='We live dreamers and we will die dreamers.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-5780626722867327530</id><published>2011-12-22T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:49:48.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tattoo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Finalmente dopo quattro anni ho deciso che fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A molti sembrerà una scelta banale, ma questa &lt;b&gt;non &lt;/b&gt;è semplicemente la triade simbolo dei Mars. Questo tatuaggio è tutto, è il mio mondo, un sistema. Proverò a spiegare un paio di motivi, accontentatevi, ma sappiate che è molto di più.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora seguirà una parte tecnica, scusate ma mi servo della socio-psico-pedagogia.&lt;br /&gt;Sapete la definizione di sistema di Watzlawick? Esso è&amp;nbsp;un insieme di oggetti e di relazioni tra gli oggetti e tra i loro attributi, in cui gli oggetti sono parti&amp;nbsp;del sistema, gli attributi sono proprietà degli oggetti e le relazioni &lt;b&gt;tengono insieme&lt;/b&gt; il sistema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;La prima volta che ho letto questa definizione non c'ho capito na minchia, però studio queste cose quindi ci ho preso l'abitudine xD Beh, quel tatuaggio rappresenta il mio punto di vista del sistema di cui sono oggetto. Le persone rappresentate da quel simbolo sono gli attributi che concorrono alla mia specificazione in quanto oggetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per farla più semplice, ogni parte del sistema è in rapporto con il tutto,&amp;nbsp;tutti gli oggetti possono modiﬁcare e venire modiﬁcati dal sistema. In sostanza: siete importanti. Avete contribuito alla mia crescita e definizione. In questo anno sono successe tantissime cose, è stato veramente intenso e molte cose le devo ai 30 seconds to mars. Ho vissuto esperienze incredibili con persone che ho fatto entrare nella mia vita e che magari prima non erano così tanto importanti ma ora non potrei vivere senza. Ho capito che bisogna star bene concentrandosi sulle cose belle. Ho imparato a tendere verso l'alto, per questo la triad.&lt;br /&gt;L'oggetto, ovvero io, sta sulla punta. Per arrivare alla specificazione della mia identità si è partiti da una base, una larga base fatta di amicizia, amore, famiglia, vita, musica, e tutto ciò che mi ha circondato in questi anni. E si segue ciò che è famoso come "provehito in altum". Uno slancio vitale che deriva da determinate persone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ho voluto ricordare Lione, ho voluto imprimere sulla mia pelle le più belle esperienze ever del mio diciottesimo anno, perché un anno così non lo avrò mai più.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WPOtHg1mJAw/TvOV1-dpB6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/hbnOjk1WgLA/s1600/378069_2729254122834_1601644457_2583086_434643312_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WPOtHg1mJAw/TvOV1-dpB6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/hbnOjk1WgLA/s640/378069_2729254122834_1601644457_2583086_434643312_n.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This never ending story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-5780626722867327530?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/5780626722867327530/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/tattoo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5780626722867327530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5780626722867327530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/tattoo.html' title='Tattoo.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WPOtHg1mJAw/TvOV1-dpB6I/AAAAAAAAAEw/hbnOjk1WgLA/s72-c/378069_2729254122834_1601644457_2583086_434643312_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-5507177203087393178</id><published>2011-12-19T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:17:57.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b-0oFbD0gc/Tu-bklY8WxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AdOhWjT71kM/s1600/318504_306740989343222_125497544134235_1534990_822685796_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b-0oFbD0gc/Tu-bklY8WxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AdOhWjT71kM/s640/318504_306740989343222_125497544134235_1534990_822685796_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 09 ~ Qualcosa che ami di Jared&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assolutamente tutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-5507177203087393178?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/5507177203087393178/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5507177203087393178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5507177203087393178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_19.html' title='30 Days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6b-0oFbD0gc/Tu-bklY8WxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AdOhWjT71kM/s72-c/318504_306740989343222_125497544134235_1534990_822685796_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-4379032731788361914</id><published>2011-12-15T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T04:59:59.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 08 ~ Qualcosa che ami di Shannon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge1_JnO7v2U/TuntabBKKEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YtS0q0yDTKg/s1600/shan.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge1_JnO7v2U/TuntabBKKEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YtS0q0yDTKg/s640/shan.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Il suo sorriso, il modo in cui si comporta, la dolcezza, la stupidità.&lt;br /&gt;Al meet mi ha positivamente sorpreso, è stato bellissimo. Italy &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw1kuqfpl71qdpl9ro2_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw1kuqfpl71qdpl9ro2_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Questo amo di Shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw1kuqfpl71qdpl9ro2_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lw1kuqfpl71qdpl9ro2_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-4379032731788361914?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/4379032731788361914/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4379032731788361914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4379032731788361914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_15.html' title='30 days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge1_JnO7v2U/TuntabBKKEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YtS0q0yDTKg/s72-c/shan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-7879662159083488814</id><published>2011-12-08T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:57:00.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Ho saltato un po' di giorni, recupero u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn1.ticketsinventory.com/images/thumbs/concert/3/30-seconds-to-mars/30-seconds-to-mars_acIU7yxzJ70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://cdn1.ticketsinventory.com/images/thumbs/concert/3/30-seconds-to-mars/30-seconds-to-mars_acIU7yxzJ70.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 05 ~ Canzone preferita di “ A Beautiful Lie”?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Attack, sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4n9Fgtp19g/TVK_RxPp8SI/AAAAAAAAABo/bLHA0ozeGzs/s1600/closer_to_the_edge____by_wonka4329-d34nl1z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4n9Fgtp19g/TVK_RxPp8SI/AAAAAAAAABo/bLHA0ozeGzs/s320/closer_to_the_edge____by_wonka4329-d34nl1z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 06 ~ Canzone preferita di “This is War”?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Closer to the edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Perché è stata la chiave che mi ha aperto un mondo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Day 07 ~ Taglio che preferisci di Jared?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/46076389/Jared+Leto+Pink+Mohawk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/46076389/Jared+Leto+Pink+Mohawk.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fuckin' pomegranate.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCPkO6A38Jw/TcVjSDGdKgI/AAAAAAAAEqk/h82Rr20iN1w/s1600/Jared+Leto+Pink+Mohawk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCPkO6A38Jw/TcVjSDGdKgI/AAAAAAAAEqk/h82Rr20iN1w/s320/Jared+Leto+Pink+Mohawk.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-7879662159083488814?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/7879662159083488814/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7879662159083488814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7879662159083488814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_08.html' title='30 days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4n9Fgtp19g/TVK_RxPp8SI/AAAAAAAAABo/bLHA0ozeGzs/s72-c/closer_to_the_edge____by_wonka4329-d34nl1z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-1842787875938323588</id><published>2011-12-02T13:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T13:56:56.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Day 04 ~ Canzone preferita di "3O Seconds to Mars" &lt;br /&gt;Che domande,&lt;b&gt; Buddha for mary&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://leto30stm.com/firstalbum.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://leto30stm.com/firstalbum.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-1842787875938323588?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/1842787875938323588/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_02.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/1842787875938323588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/1842787875938323588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm_02.html' title='30 days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-6410408903022585751</id><published>2011-12-01T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T07:52:01.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Day 03 ~ Canzone preferita quando si è arrabbiati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.hmvdigital.ca/static/img/sleeveart/00/001/520/0000152063_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://cdn.hmvdigital.ca/static/img/sleeveart/00/001/520/0000152063_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I won't suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Surrender to nothing, or give up what I&lt;br /&gt;Started and stopped it, from end to beginning &lt;br /&gt;A new day is coming, and I am finally free &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run away, run away, I'll attack &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your promises, they look like lies.&amp;nbsp;Your honesty, like a back that hides a knife.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-6410408903022585751?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/6410408903022585751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6410408903022585751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6410408903022585751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-days-30stm.html' title='30 days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-4008232185582507173</id><published>2011-11-30T14:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T14:10:59.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Day 02 ~ La prima canzone che hai ascoltato dei 3OSTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Kill, penso sia ovvio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rK5tp12-8Rc/Ttapiu4RkLI/AAAAAAAAADk/tWCFh6aKejs/s1600/y1pgDsGQZx2wEL1fWORjaUQNwsqkcR4g4NELRmxOz9Ff5PRMKnew7-5V46oloi83cYGgptinry5euo+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rK5tp12-8Rc/Ttapiu4RkLI/AAAAAAAAADk/tWCFh6aKejs/s1600/y1pgDsGQZx2wEL1fWORjaUQNwsqkcR4g4NELRmxOz9Ff5PRMKnew7-5V46oloi83cYGgptinry5euo+%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-4008232185582507173?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/4008232185582507173/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-days-30stm_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4008232185582507173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4008232185582507173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/30-days-30stm_30.html' title='30 days - 30STM'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rK5tp12-8Rc/Ttapiu4RkLI/AAAAAAAAADk/tWCFh6aKejs/s72-c/y1pgDsGQZx2wEL1fWORjaUQNwsqkcR4g4NELRmxOz9Ff5PRMKnew7-5V46oloi83cYGgptinry5euo+%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-8840811792590306318</id><published>2011-11-29T13:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T13:14:19.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days - 30STM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Non mi andava di fare un altro album idiota su face quindi lo farò qui *v*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 01 ~ Il tuo membro preferito dei 3OSTM &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(e sottolineerei "membro".)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo coglione, ovviamente. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqqBKSaEr9o/TtVJzOUrY9I/AAAAAAAAADc/YPY3542QMgQ/s1600/333816_214655908587607_204340536285811_539447_1693686_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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Sento felicità immensa, ansia, agitazione, paura, soggezione, farfalle allo stomaco, nostalgia e depressione post-concerto/meet.&lt;br /&gt;Non mi era mai successa una cosa così grande prima, pensavo d'aver raggiunto l'apice della felicità quando dopo più di tre anni mi son trovata faccia a faccia coi Kaulitz. . . Mi sbagliavo. Ma mi sbagliavo dibbrutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E' stato bellissimo, mi ricordo ancora il sorrisone del gay, ma non mi sono mai sentita come mi sento coi mars. Ringrazio il video di closer che m'ha fatto decidere di seguirli anche fisicamente, concerti ecc, non solo sentendo la musica. Ringrazio chiunque mi abbia convinto e concesso di andare al concerto di Bologna, l'8 dicembre.&lt;br /&gt;E' stato come rinascere, uno non può capire cosa significa finché non lo vive. E' stato come trovare il mio mondo, e ci sono restata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ho avuto anche ciò che mai avrei sperato di avere. Ogni concerto è un'esperienza diversa, una scoperta nuova. Avere contatto diretto con loro è stato il paradiso, sono ancora euforica nonostante a volte partano pianti guardando i video. Ma penso sia normale, mi mancano fottutamente tanto. E Jared...Non lo so, è stato speciale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Spero duri per molto questa condizione psicologica ma soprattutto spero tornino, e tornino presto. Ne ho bisogno, ora lo so, sono loro ciò che voglio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Hn_uN963zY/TtAL8kD5p7I/AAAAAAAAADU/fzr4cjUwUAI/s1600/form.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="457" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Hn_uN963zY/TtAL8kD5p7I/AAAAAAAAADU/fzr4cjUwUAI/s640/form.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;YUNA LOVESTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-4356286820777873518?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/4356286820777873518/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/boh.html#comment-form' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4356286820777873518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/4356286820777873518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/boh.html' title='Boh.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Hn_uN963zY/TtAL8kD5p7I/AAAAAAAAADU/fzr4cjUwUAI/s72-c/form.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-7870458196551073397</id><published>2011-11-21T14:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T12:32:51.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The war is won, again but for the very first time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Titolo banale e scontato, sì, ma devo tenere la frase di 'was it a dream?' per quando arriverà la foto. Holy shit, la foto coi mars. HOLY SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dunque. Da dove comincio? Sto di merda xD La depressione post concerto+meet è la peggiore. Però sono felicissima. Li amo, davvero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Farò un resoconto non troppo riassuntivo quindi se vi scoccia leggere è meglio chiudere ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Siamo arrivate al luogo del concerto verso le 15.30 mi pare, non ricordo. La sfilata da VIP superando la fila normale è stata epica lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Alle 16.00 è arrivata Sarah che ci ha detto cosa fare e ci ha fatto entrare, dandoci poi il braccialetto, il biglietto del concerto e la borsa coi gadget. La maglietta lascia alquanto a desiderare, il poster in cartoncino e il pass al collo son fighi invece u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Il meet sarebbe dovuto essere alle 22.00, invece verso le 17.00 Sarah ha detto che c'era stato un cambio di programma e ha iniziato ad elencare tutte le regole. Il &lt;b&gt;panico&lt;/b&gt; negli occhi di tutti, vedevi gente cambiarsi, truccarsi, correre in bagno ecc. Poi ci ha fatto mettere lungo tutto il muro della stanza, il caso ha voluto che io fossi la prima. Ero di fianco alla porta dalla quale poi sarebbero usciti e davanti al "tappeto" e al telo nero dove han fatto le foto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sentivo soltanto il cuore battere veloce come mai. Poi è entrato Shannon, era lì, alla mia destra che salutava in giro. Sembrava tutto finto, ero pietrificata. Poi Jared, e appena ho visto il cappello che aveva nel tweet "Me, Jesus and a hat" mi son messa a ridere con Marta e mentre camminava verso il centro della stanza s'è girato come per dire 'ho sentito'. Cioè, boh, già avevo l'idea che incutesse terrore, poi quando s'è girato a guardarci ho visto &amp;nbsp;proprio il laser partire dagli occhi e fulminarci xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Era in ciabatte/pantofole. Con le calze nere e rosse a righe. Parliamone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Beh, dopo che han salutato tutti Jared è tornato indietro. Lo vedevo arrivare e pensavo "cazzo...Jared Leto. Porca minchia. Che ansia". S'è fermato davanti a me subito toccandomi i capelli e dicendo "I love your hair..." e continuava a passare la mano sui miei capelli, TIPO SONO MORTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre facendo sti cazzo di complimenti ha fatto scendere la mano sulla mia spalla, sentivo la sua mano bruciare, cioè. Non ci stavo credendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Il fatto è che mentre ti parla si avvicina tantissimo e ti trovi praticamente occhi negli occhi. Infatti poi quando ha chiesto da dove venivo non ho risposto subito, fail me. Mi ha fatto l'autografo sul poster continuando a dire cose sull'italia, non ricordo precisamente. Comunque poi l'ho ringraziato e mi sa che ero rossa pomodoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ce l'avevano un po' tutti con l'Italia, in senso buono *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dopo è arrivato Shannon, un nano! Davvero, è uno gnomo col vocione, infatti non ho capito niente di quello che ha detto AHAH mi sono avvicinata con la faccia "wtf?!" e mi ha indicato il labret dicendo "cool!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E AW un'altra volta. Poi s'è messo a guardare in terra come se avesse dimenticato qualcosa, ma anche lì ho capito solo "...or something". BOH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tomo aveva gli occhiali, fuu. Ha firmato, ha iniziato a dire ciao ciao ciao ciao. (e anche shannon andava in giro a dire 'ciao' mi pare). Poi s'è messo a saltellare all'indietro, che boss pure lui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Una volta finiti gli autografi Jared s'è messo a parlare con Sarah dietro al telo nero. Io e Marta siamo furtivamente sgattaiolate a destra così da vederlo, appena ha guardato dalla nostra parte ho fatto un cenno con la testa e lui un segno strano con l'indice, non ho ben capito ò.ò Tipo l'ha mosso in su e in giù, boh, va beh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando è tornato Shannon è venuto da me, mi ha preso il naso e ha detto 'Italyyyy' sorridendo. E boh, io a quel meet stavo troppo morendo, pure Emy mi fa "yuna ma ce l'hanno con te oggi" LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ero al settimo cielo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Poi sono iniziate le foto, io son stata la prima. Ho fatto due passi ed ero già in mezzo ai Leto. Shannon che ha ripetuto di nuovo 'italyyyy :D' e io 'eccomiii'. Gli ho dato in mano un cartellone dicendo 'can you..' e lui con la voce grossa 'hold it? yes!'. Mentre mi giravo ho pestato il piede a Jared ahaha poverino c.c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ho sentito la mano possente di Shannon stringermi il fianco, e io ho avvolto Jared col braccio libero. Non ho fatto in tempo a mettermi in posa e a pensare 'cazzo, che profumo.' che già avevo visto il flesh! Quindi insomma, non so come sia venuta la foto, non ero davvero in posa .-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Avevano sto fatto profumo maschile che boh, ormone puro. Jared è bellissimo. Ma nel senso proprio di 'bellezza', è bello, è Dio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Non sapevo dove andare (ero la prima!) e mi muovevo tipo a scatti, poi Sarah mi ha detto di mettermi dietro all'ultimo in fila e così ho fatto. Ci hanno fatto seguire la fila e quando stavano facendo le ultime foto io ero di nuovo davanti a Jared. Altro accenno, altro sorriso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dopo di che ci han detto di metterci in ordine di numero, ma Jared mi ha fermato e mi ha detto tipo "stay here" o qualcosa di simile. Marta però mi ha chiamato dicendo che dovevamo metterci in fila, ho detto "ma qui c'è jareed" ma alla fine l'ho seguita. Una volta in fila un'altra ragazza italiana mi fa "ma perché non sei rimasta là? Ti ha chiamato per la foto" e il panico si impossessò di me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sono tornata da lui appena in tempo, l'ho chiamato, gli ho chiesto tipo "mi avevi chiamato?" e lui ha risposto di sì, che dovevo fare una foto. Ha detto al fotografo di farmene una e mi son messa da sola davanti a sto telo nero aspettando che mi facesse la foto. Poi mi fa 'okay (Y)'. Mi sentivo troppo pirla, potevo almeno fare la triad con le mani .-. Non c'ho pensato, ero in stato totalmente passivo, che minchia di fine fa quella foto?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Beh, poi ho salutato Jared e sono tornata in fila. Abbiamo messo giù le borse e ci hanno fatto entrare nella sala . . . il garage di casa mia è più grande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ma amo questo fattore, è stata una cosa intima, speciale. La scaletta stupenda e unica, c'era Buddha for Mary non acustica e un sacco di canzoni vecchie. Un sacco di gente li "odia" per aver fatto una così bella scaletta dopo non si sa quanto lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando hanno iniziato BFM io veramente mi sentivo completa. La volevo troppo, ormai mi ero rassegnata all'idea che non la facessero o al massimo che la facessero acustica, e invece ecco il miracolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Cià, metterò qualche video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Smlq_uHiwOI?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=peuEC6je2Ys&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=UL"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alibi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uDS38pBKBnY&amp;amp;feature=mfu_in_order&amp;amp;list=UL"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Kill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aIpWGd-uLDk&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hurricane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QO0u5oiM-G8&amp;amp;feature=channel_video_title"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Search and destroy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Amo quando indica in TIW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pGKQgggNDW8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Altri video li caricherò sul canale di youtube:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/yunababybill" style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;Qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Concerto stupendo, davvero, se davvero fosse l'ultimo non ho...come dire, rimpianti? Beh, starei davvero male, però ho realizzato i miei sogni. Prime file, meet, sul palco, dialogo con loro e addirittura complimenti da Dio, cioè, parliamone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Comunque, quando siamo uscite ci siamo messe al cancello del parcheggio al lato dell'arena ed è arrivato Shannon a far autografi, troppo gentile, che bellino!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Appena mi ha visto ha fatto 'heeiii' e poi l'ho ringraziato per buddah for mary. Insomma, qui c'è tutto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="224" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2527608641823" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2527608641823" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="224"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E ora aspettiamo con ansia la foto! Sperando che non sia orribile dato che non ero in posa ç_ç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mi spiace per tutte quelle che non son riuscite ad andare, Marzia soprattutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Spero che ognuno di voi riesca a realizzare i propri sogni. Succede tutto quando meno te lo aspetti ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;YUNA LOVESTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-7870458196551073397?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/7870458196551073397/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/war-is-won-again-but-for-very-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7870458196551073397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7870458196551073397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/war-is-won-again-but-for-very-first.html' title='The war is won, again but for the very first time.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Smlq_uHiwOI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-6333061382498777734</id><published>2011-11-18T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:34:32.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the right time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E' da una vita che non scrivo qui. Mi ero totalmente dimenticata °-°Beh, in realtà ho voluto staccare un po', prendermi del tempo per me. Il che però era molto relativo, non son riuscita a staccare da tutto. Provvederò tra non molto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Prima ho bisogno di liberare la mente, cosa che non riuscirò mai a fare se so di avere un countdown quasi al termine. Cazzo, ormai posso dire che domani avrò il meet coi mars. Concerto, prima fila, forse di nuovo palco e meet. Con Dio, Gesù e il fratello di Dio, nonché Divah, Gesù e Shanimal. Non ci sto credendo, non ci credevo ad agosto e non ci crederò finché non passeranno queste 48 ore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mi mancano fottutamente tanto. Ho davvero bisogno di vederli, di respirare e staccare sul serio. Ne sono certa, li amo, hanno fatto molto per me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Non solo come musica, ma come famiglia. &lt;i&gt;Echelon&lt;/i&gt; è sinonimo di famiglia, 30 seconds to mars è sinonimo di v i t a .Per me un loro concerto è come fare un viaggio spirituale per un credente, penso che abbia la stessa importanza. Non so davvero come spiegarlo, mi sono mancati per una vita e ora che li ho me li tengo stretti.Penso che questo video racchiuda &lt;b&gt;tutto&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mLqHDhF-O28?rel=0" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Che altro dire. Ho finito Assassin's creed Revelations che è uscito tre giorni fa. Che fine...strana! Ezio mi mancherà. Bellino ç_ç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No cioè sono proprio in depressione post "the end", capitemi. Scriverò qui un paio di citazioni che ancora devono diffondersi sul web:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;-Potremmo andare incontro alla morte, Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Forse, ma ci andremo insieme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Sono solo un tramite per un messaggio che elude la mia comprensione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;‎&lt;br /&gt;"Duccio? E chi è Duccio?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎&lt;br /&gt;"Era il fidanzato di mia sorella."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎&lt;br /&gt;"E che accadde?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;‎&lt;br /&gt;"Il suo cazzo era fidanzato con altre sei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;-Voi chi siete, messere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;-L'uomo più interessante della vostra vita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ah, scuola mi va una merda ma non me ne frega un cazzo, questa è una cosa negativa. E riesco a non essere egoista, ci credete? Che cosa strana. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stasera mi sento bene, diciamo che mi mancava parlare con Sashi, bona. E' stato pure semplice parlare di quei problemi, grazie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps.&lt;i&gt;Hovogliadivederti.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yuna lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-6333061382498777734?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/6333061382498777734/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-for-right-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6333061382498777734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6333061382498777734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/11/waiting-for-right-time.html' title='Waiting for the right time.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mLqHDhF-O28/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-3036995260143857930</id><published>2011-10-06T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T12:33:34.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay hungry, stay foolish .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Niente da aggiungere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8ogACjJcNzc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-3036995260143857930?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/3036995260143857930/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/10/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3036995260143857930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3036995260143857930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/10/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='Stay hungry, stay foolish .'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8ogACjJcNzc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-7159020559949220937</id><published>2011-09-10T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T15:34:38.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marzia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lontananza'/><title type='text'>Wish you were here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Buonasera. Sto guardando Harry Potter su italia uno, buffo come ancora ricordo ogni singola battuta sebbene l'abbia visto soltanto 9485093 volte appena uscito. (edit: stavo guardando, ormai è finito xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, questo sarà un post pesante, noioso, pieno di lamentele e cose sdolcinate, per cui vi consiglio di cliccare ALT+F4, oppure la crocetta rossa in alto a destra (per i meno nerd u.u)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sono stata a Palermo dalla mia ragazza, una settimana stupenda, e ora sono a casa piena di compiti e ansia per l'anno scolastico con maturità. Se ci mettiamo in mezzo pure problemi famiglia-scuola-lavoro, penso che sotto un treno ci andrei volentieri. Di certo non vengo a sputtanare tutto ai quattro venti, comunque. E' giusto per inquadrare un po' la situazione, mi sento completamente vuota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Penso di essermi innamorata come mai prima d'ora. Avete letto Scar Tissue? Beh, io ho passato una sorta di Tom-Kai e ora sono in una fase Tom-Bill, penso che quella storia esprima appieno ciò che ho provato e provo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Da quando ho messo piede a Milano non faccio altro che pensare a lei, qualsiasi cosa che faccio&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;lei&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;c'entra, tutto riguarda lei. Quando esco vorrei ci fosse lei, quando vado a letto, quando sto con Apollo, quando stiamo in web e desidero abbracciarla da dietro esattamente come facevo là quando stava al pc...Penso che fare otto giorni assieme 24/24 mi abbia portato nuove abitudini talmente belle che ora mi mancano da morire. Il "bacio" prima di dormire? Il risveglio? Io mi svegliavo, la guardavo e mi avvicinavo sorridendo, per poi richiudere gli occhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Le parole dolci, le parole piene di amore e di paura, i discorsi stupidi durante la notte...Mi manca tutto, mi manca andare in bagno, accorgermi di aver dimenticato qualcosa e tornare a prenderla in stanza lasciandole un bacio. Mi manca asciugare le sue lacrime, mi mancano le sue mani, il suo calore e il suo odore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Le cose che non mi mancano riguardano persone ignoranti. Tipo il vecchio che in centro s'è messo a urlarci contro per un semplice abbraccio. I ragazzi rompicazzo e i signori guardoni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Certo che quello fuori dal cinema è stato forte però xD Si è avvicinato un tipo e mi fa "scusa non è che mi faresti un favore? Ho fatto una scommessa con mio cugino, mi scriveresti il tuo numero su un foglietto, pure uno finto!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Io lo faccio e intanto lui si presenta e mi fa "mi piacciono i pokemon!" (ho la collana con la sfera pokè) LOOL. Quando poi siamo uscite e l'abbiamo visto abbiam voluto fargli fare una figura di merda e ci siamo baciate. Lui dopo poco è venuto da noi e ci fa "non voglio disturbarvi, ma volevo dirvi che siete dolcissime. E tu (rivolgendosi a Marzia) sei davvero fortunata, io cerco da tanto una ragazza così ma non la trovo" e tipo che io stavo morendo ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beh, è stata una bellissima vacanza, ha rafforzato un sacco il nostro rapporto, o almeno, io la penso così. Mi sento sempre meglio quando stiamo assieme, ho preso tantissima confidenza. Non vedo l'ora di ottobre. Eh sì, purtroppo devo aspettare fine ottobre per poterla rivedere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ho sentito gente dire "che palle, possiamo vederci soltanto una o due volte a settimana"...Ma magari! Cioè, io sto veramente per cedere, se solo fosse qui sarebbe tutto più facile. Sento veramente l'&lt;i&gt;amore&lt;/i&gt;, non mi era mai successo, ha invaso totalmente la mia testa, è in tutti i miei pensieri e tutto mi riporta a lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ah, per la cronaca, me ne fotto di ciò che pensa certa gente, lei è una bellissima persona, mi piace e la amo. Non deve certo piacere a voi ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302593_2242207706978_1601644457_2297936_1874016959_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302593_2242207706978_1601644457_2297936_1874016959_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-7159020559949220937?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/7159020559949220937/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/09/wish-you-were-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7159020559949220937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/7159020559949220937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/09/wish-you-were-here.html' title='Wish you were here.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-3898273040947067016</id><published>2011-08-30T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:24:40.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vma jared bieber thanks to jesus valigia'/><title type='text'>Do you really want...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Buonasera, in teoria devo fare la valigia ma come potete vedere sto trovando qualsiasi cosa da fare invece che mettermi a tirar fuori vestiti xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Per carità, amo viaggiare e non vedo l'ora di partire domani, però la valigia proprio me fa fatica D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dunque dunque. Domani vado a Palermo dalla mia ragazza per una settimana. Poi quando tornerò sarò nei cazzi per la scuola (sempre se vado...). Vabbè, mi godo questi giorni :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AH! Grande novità per me oggi, è uscito (in realtà è stato rubato ma in giro di poche ore dovrebbe uscire realmente) il nuovo singolo dei gaze ç____ç &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Remember the urge. Ruki è qualcosa di...boh, e pure Reita, proprio CIAO. Aspetto la versione ufficiale siccome sarà in HD e potrò vedere bene i loro bei faccini *-* Intanto posto la scrausa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/e6TzkQQEiSU/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6TzkQQEiSU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6TzkQQEiSU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aosidvmasdcmopaskdmaoskdvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway...Il titolo del post è anche perché sto ascoltando Hurricane. Canzone il cui video avrebbe dovuto vincere almeno una delle categorie non votabili dei VMA. E invece no, ha vinto tutto Adele per un video dove sinceramente effetti speciali ecc non li vedo. Pace, almeno li ho visti. Eh, quanto mancano...  Ho adorato l'esibizione di Gaga/Jo, AMATO la pubblicità degli VMAs (l'acuto finale? E l'altro che sbuca dalla finestra?! Cioè XD), scoppiata a ridere quando hanno inquadrato Bieber e riso il doppio quando è andato a prendere il premio AHAHAH devo metterlo per forza qui: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div &amp;gt;="" &lt;a="" class="separator" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpaynBpb61qfuyaso1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpaynBpb61qfuyaso1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div &amp;gt;="" &lt;a="" class="separator" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpaynBpb61qfuyaso1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div &amp;gt;="" &lt;a="" class="separator" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpaynBpb61qfuyaso1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ci son rimasta troppo male quando l'ho sentito...Stasera c'è la replica alle 22.00, se qualcuno lo guarda per la prima volta mi raccomando di farci attenzione xD&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sono già arrivata ad Alibi, forse è meglio se vado a far la valigia.&lt;br /&gt;Buon fine agosto ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div &amp;gt;="" &lt;a="" class="separator" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqpaynBpb61qfuyaso1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-3898273040947067016?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/3898273040947067016/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-really-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3898273040947067016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/3898273040947067016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-really-want.html' title='Do you really want...?'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-2465235175625598899</id><published>2011-08-20T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T18:18:52.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videogiochi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final fantasy'/><title type='text'>Videogames.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;No vabbè, dico la verità: questo post lo scrivo soltanto per far vedere quant'è bella Lightning nella colonna di destra. Sembra tridimensionale, come se volesse uscire dal riquadro *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Passando alle cose serie, penso che i videogiochi siano una parte fondamentale di me, soprattutto final fantasy. Amo i giochi di ruolo (GDR o RPG), principalmente gioco a quelli. Se devo fare una lista...Beh, il mio primo FF è stato l'otto, quando ancora ero piccola. Da lì ho iniziato ad amare questo "gioco". Ho l'VIII, l'X, l'X-2, XII, XIII e ora aspetto che esca quello nuovo nel 2012!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;La trama più bella è senza dubbio quella dell'X, da dove ho preso il soprannome 'yuna', tra l'altro, per questo la parola&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;gioco&lt;/i&gt; l'ho messa tra virgolette qualche riga sopra. Per me final fantasy è molto più che un semplice gioco, è la mia seconda vita, sempre detto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tuttavia il migliore rimane l'8, nonostante abbia una grafica dell'anteguerra essendo per la play uno xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Inoltre gioco a Kingdom Hearts, del resto ci sono dentro i personaggi di final fantasy insieme a quelli della disney quindi è figo *-* Poi anche a God of War, Dragon Quest, Tekken, ecc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ultimamente comunque sto rigiocando al xiii, conto di finirlo entro questa settimana anche se poi vorrei fare il 100%. Anche qui c'è una trama carina, la grafica è spettacolare e i personaggi son tutti dei gran fighi. Ma io mi sono innamorata di Lightning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quando fa la dolce è semplicemente &lt;b&gt;amore,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;non potete capire °O° Cioè...Parliamone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/162/a/9/lightning_by_claire_farron00-d3im0kq.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://finalfantasy-xiii.net/wp-content/gallery/final-fantasy-xiii-2-2701/ffxiii-2_lightning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://finalfantasy-xiii.net/wp-content/gallery/final-fantasy-xiii-2-2701/ffxiii-2_lightning.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In questo video a 1.06 è veramente &lt;i&gt;WOW&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/3gAbJAbt5bs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gAbJAbt5bs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="500" height="250"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3gAbJAbt5bs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ebbene, buonanotte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-2465235175625598899?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/2465235175625598899/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/videogames.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/2465235175625598899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/2465235175625598899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/videogames.html' title='Videogames.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-8045129752108487075</id><published>2011-08-17T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T15:42:24.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacanze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Billy'/><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sono praticamente appena tornata dalle vacanze ed è già il 17 agosto (18 se si conta che è già passata la mezzanotte u.u). Devo ancora chiedere i compiti, oddio non voglio andare a scuola, mi vien da piangere, ho l'ansia D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In teoria dovrei iniziare a far qualcosa, soprattutto perché questo è l'ultimo anno. Il problema è che casa mia è piena di ostacoli allo studio, a partire dalla play. Ho tipo sette giochi da finire al 100%. In più ho un paio di puzzle da fare, delle storie da leggere e un anime da finire. Il tutto in circa due settimane siccome il 31 parto per l'ultima settimana di vacanza. Ecco, questo è un momento (come tantissimi altri in passato) in cui vorrei fermare il tempo per poter far tutto ciò che ho in programma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Non c'ho sbatti di parlare di videogiochi e vacanze nello stesso post, mi limiterò alle ultime vacanze fatte in montagna. Ero con Kiki e Vale, due mie amiche con cui mi trovo benissimo. Passavamo le giornate tra Xbox, piscina gelida, torte, camminate, cazzate varie, ecc. Il giorno prima di ripartire siamo state al parco sospeso, mamma mia è una figata pazzesca! Ho dei tagli sul ginocchio e alcuni lividi (per non parlare del dolore ai muscoli) ma lo rifarei un sacco di volte. Anche perché mi mancano i percorsi più difficili, il blu e il nero. Il nero è...boh, impossibile. Devi aggrapparti a una corda/liana da un albero altissimo e poi, dopo che hai oscillato alla Tarzan [come minchia faceva non se sa], devi aggrapparti a una rete a tela di ragno che ti rende la vita un inferno. C'erano due uomini su quel percorso, uno si è lanciato e quando è arrivato alla rete è stato immobile mezz'ora buona, sembrava davvero incollato a quella rete malefica ahah. L'altro non ce l'ha fatta a lanciarsi e si è calato dal tronco dell'albero. FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Beh, posterò 'na foto dai, c'era anche Billy con me ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301512_2189736515231_1601644457_2227701_218992_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Quasi dimenticavo, hanno cancellato l'aereo da Lione a Milano di novembre. Insomma, simpatici gli scioperi francesi! è_é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ps.La radio del noia ha avuto 157 ascoltatori, che vergogna. Spero che quel numero non comprenda persone cattive o spie. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-Lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-8045129752108487075?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/8045129752108487075/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/8045129752108487075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/8045129752108487075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-692057351280280103</id><published>2011-08-08T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T16:24:39.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questione di carattere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Stavo cazzeggiando su internet, come solito, e ho trovato un sito interessante. C'è un tipo (Claudo Naranjo) che ha identificato nove tipi di caratteri, così mi sono messa a leggerli tutti e mi sono ritrovata in questo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIPO 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;- è un eterno Peter Pan, non vuole crescere, ha bisogno sempre di giocare e di un'esplosione di allegria, ed è dotato di una grande capacità di coinvolgere e di una grande abilità dialettica. Curioso, gaudente, mai sazio di conoscere cose e persone, creativo. Ha un continuo bisogno di novità e di stimoli. Se pressato da troppe responsabilità, però, finisce per bloccarsi e, sentendosi soffocare, fugge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E anche un po' in questo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TIPO 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; è rappresentato dal mediatore. I tipi 9, quindi, evitano il conflitto, sono a disagio nelle situazioni conflittuali, sono disponibili ed accondiscendenti, a tratti pigri. Il lato paradossale del loro carattere, quando non è centrato, è che sono capaci di fare la guerra, pur di ristabilire la pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Il tipo 9 soltanto per quanto riguarda l'evitare il conflitto e per la pigrizia. Il tipo 7 invece mi rispecchia per molti aspetti, per esempio la curiosità, il fatto di non voler crescere e non voler troppe responsabilità. Però soprattutto ho bisogno di stimoli e novità in modo continuo, e questo è un problema. Poche passioni che magari al momento raggiungono un'importanza superiore a qualsiasi altra, dopo qualche tempo perdono valore. Poche persone o passioni restano infatti nel posto che riescono ad ottenere. Potrei contarle sulle dita di una mano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Non sono fatta per la stabilità, per cose sempre uguali o mantenute per tanto tempo, non sarei me stessa e le porterei avanti a forza. Magari ogni tanto c'è un "ritorno di fiamma" per alcune cose, però son veramente poche le passioni che durano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Il problema sta nel riuscire a tenere le persone attorno a me, mi rendo conto che non possono sempre offrirmi elementi nuovi e sto cercando sempre più di cambiare questo aspetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detto ciò, siccome vedo che i visitatori sono tipo 140 (grazie!), guardate i tipi di carattere&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogdelbenessere.it/post/410/enneatipi-vuoi-scoprire-il-tuo-carattere.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;QUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e scrivete in un commento qual è il vostro :) Se vi va, ovvio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;- Lovestp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-692057351280280103?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/692057351280280103/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/questione-di-carattere.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/692057351280280103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/692057351280280103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/questione-di-carattere.html' title='Questione di carattere'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-6049699330041903538</id><published>2011-08-08T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:36:36.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='omg'/><title type='text'>Amber.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Salve. Boh, ormai non riesco più a vedere film senza innamorarmi dei personaggi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Questa volta ho visto "Drive angry", la protagonista femminile è interpretata da Amber Heard, ovvero lei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60VTBR3kn24/TkBPv_lnGAI/AAAAAAAAACc/zXfVkvSb3_w/s1600/Amber+Heard+%25288%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60VTBR3kn24/TkBPv_lnGAI/AAAAAAAAACc/zXfVkvSb3_w/s1600/Amber+Heard+%25288%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmrwYG8i2tQ/TkBPxxLaX5I/AAAAAAAAACg/3rQ9NnUZ0n4/s1600/AmberHeard09TIFF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmrwYG8i2tQ/TkBPxxLaX5I/AAAAAAAAACg/3rQ9NnUZ0n4/s400/AmberHeard09TIFF.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MebTrAExny4/TkBPy8syH7I/AAAAAAAAACk/t4vafIHXld4/s1600/amber-heard-beautiful.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MebTrAExny4/TkBPy8syH7I/AAAAAAAAACk/t4vafIHXld4/s400/amber-heard-beautiful.jpg" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E vabbè. u.u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, oggi mi sono messa sul balcone a fumare, come solito, e ho dedicato qualche minuto al cielo. Non vi capita mai di stare in mezzo al &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: forestgreen;"&gt;verde&lt;/span&gt; e guardare il cielo? E' una sensazione bellissima, è rilassante. Ho desiderato di volare, proprio come gli uccellini che stavo guardando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sarebbe una figata assurda. Mi è venuta quindi voglia di provare altri sport estremi, oltre al bungee jumping che già volevo fare. Anche se non sono pienamente sicura siano catalogati come sport estremi ò.o Beh, si tratta del deltaplano, lo Skydive e lo sci nautico dove però tu stai in aria. Non vedo l'ora *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, sto disperatamente sperando che &lt;i&gt;qualcuno&lt;/i&gt; risponda su twitter XD&lt;br /&gt;E aspetto un sms, vedi di sbrigarti che mi manchi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;XOXO - Lovestp [lol]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-6049699330041903538?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/6049699330041903538/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/amber.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6049699330041903538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6049699330041903538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/amber.html' title='Amber.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-60VTBR3kn24/TkBPv_lnGAI/AAAAAAAAACc/zXfVkvSb3_w/s72-c/Amber+Heard+%25288%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-6585304495054460359</id><published>2011-08-08T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T06:09:05.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared Leto cute smile .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CAQhtRZQMo8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quant'è bello il&lt;i&gt; suo&lt;/i&gt; sorriso, ti contagia in una maniera indescrivibile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penso che morirò a &lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ione, mi si fermerà il cuore per la troppa felicità. Un meet cazzo..Prima fila, palco e meet. Con loro. Io veramente non ce la faccio, ho l'ansia da un mese ormai. Non so che dirgli, non so come fare la foto, come vestirmi, cosa portarmi...non so nulla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non voglio pianificare però, vorrei succedesse qualcosa di bello ma inaspettato :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarò la persona più felice del mondo, penso che stare a stretto contatto coi propri idoli sia un sogno di tutti e quando si avvera è una cosa, boh, inimmaginabile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-6585304495054460359?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/6585304495054460359/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/jared-leto-cute-smile.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6585304495054460359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/6585304495054460359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/jared-leto-cute-smile.html' title='Jared Leto cute smile .'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CAQhtRZQMo8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-5534318413128879352</id><published>2011-08-07T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T16:22:29.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garret'/><title type='text'>Noia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Buonaseeeera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oggi è stata una giornata strana...Vi è mai capitato di controllare &lt;i&gt;continuamente&lt;/i&gt; il telefono pur avendo la consapevolezza che non arriverà niente? Oppure cercare qualcos'altro da fare ma non riuscire comunque a smettere di pensarci? Beh, oggi stavo impazzendo, continuavo a pensare a &lt;b&gt;lei&lt;/b&gt; anche se sapevo non sarebbe cambiato nulla, sapevo di dover aspettare, ma non riuscivo realmente a farlo. E' frustrante, davvero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Inoltre mi stavo annoiando come pochi, tanto che a un certo punto ho deciso di iniziare "Lego batman" alla play 3, rendiamoci conto xD Per fortuna i miei l'hanno notato e mi hanno portato al game stop, dove ho preso God of War 1 e 2, inutile dire che ho passato il resto del giorno a uccidere mostri mitologici ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, ho anche visto Tron Legacy. Emminchia, mica male il figliolo! Metterò una foto, giusto per ricordarmene u.u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.accesshollywood.com/content/images/134/400x400bd/134741_garrett-hedlund-visits-disneys-tron-legacy-booth-during-comic-con-2010-at-san-diego-convention-cente.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Garret Hedlund .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dai, è un patato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ultimamente guardo film e mi innamoro dei personaggi, non c'è nulla da fare. Come in Capitan America, MINCHIA...Chris Evans è tanta roba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ora tornerò ad annoiarmi, ma prima volevo ringraziare Ale (moodyMoon) per questa icon :&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8wWjxuZPHo/Tj8dd-pqbbI/AAAAAAAAACY/8vaOWfysFJs/s1600/riku2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8wWjxuZPHo/Tj8dd-pqbbI/AAAAAAAAACY/8vaOWfysFJs/s1600/riku2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Ruki &lt;/i&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Buonanotte a tutti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-5534318413128879352?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/5534318413128879352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/noia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5534318413128879352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/5534318413128879352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/noia.html' title='Noia.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8wWjxuZPHo/Tj8dd-pqbbI/AAAAAAAAACY/8vaOWfysFJs/s72-c/riku2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2762971012855902239.post-692016612247575494</id><published>2011-08-06T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:02:09.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebbene.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Il mio vecchio blog è andato perduto, avevo voglia di giocare un po' con l'html e ora eccomi, con un nuovo blog abbastanza limitato (siccome non so usare il css). Non so quando scriverò, cosa scriverò e se scriverò, però almeno non ho bisogno di scegliere sempre un profilo quando commento gli altri blog LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Stasera/notte sono abbastanza in crisi. Io seguo un gruppo giapponese, i gazette, che &lt;b&gt;non vedrò &lt;i&gt;mai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ç_ç Ogni tanto sono masochista, mi guardo i video dei live e ci penso. Quanto sarebbe bello vederli, dio mio. Mi sembra d'obbligo postare almeno un video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/HR2v8cDOr78/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR2v8cDOr78&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HR2v8cDOr78&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/Vj4t3mK-vJo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vj4t3mK-vJo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vj4t3mK-vJo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piango, seriamente.&lt;br /&gt;Bene, detto questo, buonanotte! Alla prossima *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps. Però Jared nel photoshoot da cui ho preso la foto d'intestazione è veramente...Insomma...&lt;strike&gt;Io. Tu. Sesso violento ORA.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2762971012855902239-692016612247575494?l=yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/feeds/692016612247575494/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/ebbene.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/692016612247575494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2762971012855902239/posts/default/692016612247575494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yuna-lovestp.blogspot.com/2011/08/ebbene.html' title='Ebbene.'/><author><name>yuna.lovestp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18064093156678982846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sy5_OeBzr54/TtlLKTbNRYI/AAAAAAAAADw/WJkEP0oRqHU/s220/youtube.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
