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tagasi !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TIzjnjMjWoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/uRKcjm7fmJM/s1600/162277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TIzjnjMjWoI/AAAAAAAAAcM/uRKcjm7fmJM/s320/162277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516033912224307842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TIzju3K316I/AAAAAAAAAcU/hVJrBEN6RgA/s1600/162280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TIzju3K316I/AAAAAAAAAcU/hVJrBEN6RgA/s320/162280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516034037845055394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja midagi kurba ka - Adios mi kerida España... &lt;3 Ya techo d menos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cn muxo cariño,&lt;br 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TH6IxLbuOaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1hnwljLlLac/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TH6IxLbuOaI/AAAAAAAAAb0/1hnwljLlLac/s320/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511993372412098978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beto Cuevas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miedo escenico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no te escuche, háblame&lt;br /&gt;Mírame&lt;br /&gt;Aunque no me veas, mírame&lt;br /&gt;Porque yo te siento&lt;br /&gt;Desde el universo hasta el final&lt;br /&gt;Vivo eternamente en ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame&lt;br /&gt;No me ignores, sólo háblame&lt;br /&gt;No me creas lejos&lt;br /&gt;Siénteme&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy cerca, sólo siénteme&lt;br /&gt;Porque el día es corto&lt;br /&gt;Y la noche invita a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Que fuimos uno y nadie más&lt;br /&gt;Pudo remplazarnos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resistiré hasta que termine este dolor&lt;br /&gt;Perdonaré si ya no estás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos lo que somos&lt;br /&gt;Estamos solos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos entendemos a lo lejos&lt;br /&gt;Somos los que somos&lt;br /&gt;Estamos todos&lt;br /&gt;Desunidos pero queremos amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Háblame&lt;br /&gt;No me ignores, sólo háblame&lt;br /&gt;Mírame&lt;br /&gt;Estoy muy cerca, sólo siénteme&lt;br /&gt;Porque el día es corto&lt;br /&gt;Y la noche invita a olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Que fuimos uno y nadie más&lt;br /&gt;Vivo eternamente en ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos lo que somos&lt;br /&gt;Estamos solos&lt;br /&gt;Y nos entendemos a lo lejos&lt;br /&gt;Somos los que somos&lt;br /&gt;Estamos todos&lt;br /&gt;Desunidos pero queremos amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo queremos amor&lt;br /&gt;Solo queremos amor&lt;br /&gt;Solo queremos amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ráági minuga"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beto Cuevas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;kuigi ma sind ei kuule, ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;Vaata mind&lt;br /&gt;kuigi sa mind ei náe, vaata mind&lt;br /&gt;Sest ma tunnen sinu láhedust&lt;br /&gt;lábi universiumi kuni lópuni válja&lt;br /&gt;elan táielikult sinu sees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;ára váldi mind, lihtsalt ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;ára tórju mind endast kaugemale&lt;br /&gt;Tunneta mind&lt;br /&gt;ma olen nii láhedal, lihtsalt tunneta mind&lt;br /&gt;sest páev on lúhike&lt;br /&gt;ja óó kutsub unustama&lt;br /&gt;et me olime úks ja mitte keegi muu&lt;br /&gt;ei saaks meid asendada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma kannatan ára kuni lóppeb see valu&lt;br /&gt;Annan andeks kui sind siis veel pole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme need, kes oleme&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme úksi&lt;br /&gt;Ja me saame teineteisest aru ka olles kaugel&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme need, kes oleme&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme kóik&lt;br /&gt;alasti, aga soovime armastust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;ára váldi mind, lihtsalt ráági minuga&lt;br /&gt;ára tórju mind endast kaugemale&lt;br /&gt;Tunneta mind&lt;br /&gt;ma olen nii láhedal, lihtsalt tunneta mind&lt;br /&gt;sest páev on lúhike&lt;br /&gt;ja óó kutsub unustama&lt;br /&gt;et me olime úks ja mitte keegi muu&lt;br /&gt;ei saaks meid asendada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme need, kes oleme&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme úksi&lt;br /&gt;Ja me saame teineteisest aru ka olles kaugel&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme need, kes oleme&lt;br /&gt;Me oleme kóik&lt;br /&gt;alasti, aga soovime armastust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soovime ainult armastust&lt;br /&gt;Soovime ainult armastust&lt;br /&gt;Soovime ainult armastust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mzvSLy_uOtQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5555895715704804549</id><published>2010-09-01T00:38:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T02:23:35.042+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis fonsi'/><title type='text'>"Se supone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Se supone"&lt;/span&gt; (Versión completa)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.publispain.com/luis-fonsi/fotos/abrazarlavida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 305px;" src="http://www.publispain.com/luis-fonsi/fotos/abrazarlavida.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abrazar la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bueno, esta próxima cancíon siento que tengo que hablar un poquito cada vez que la canto, porque para mí tiene un significado especial, un significado real. Algo que... que es tangible, algo que uno puede tocar y habla... por supuesto del amor. Jej. ¿De que más, verdad?&lt;br /&gt;Habla de lo difícil que es... olvidar. Lo difícil que es cuando uno vive enamorado... y esta persona... ese amor platónico esa, esa persona que amamos... no nos quiere... muy difícil. Porque se supone que uno, que uno sea fuerte, se supone que uno saluda a esta persona como si nada, como si todo va bien...&lt;br /&gt;- ¡Eh! ¿Cómo estás? ¿Todo bien?&lt;br /&gt;- Sí, chevere.&lt;br /&gt;- ¿Y la familia?&lt;br /&gt;- No, bien, bien. Gracias a Dios.&lt;br /&gt;- ¿El trabajo?&lt;br /&gt;- No, bien, bien.&lt;br /&gt;Pero por dentro... estás muriendo. Eso nos pasa a todos, ¿verdad?&lt;br /&gt;Especialmente a nosotros los hombres, sabes, que tenemos que ser todo así macho...&lt;br /&gt;- ¡Eh! ¿Cómo estás?&lt;br /&gt;- Sí, todo bien, chevere.&lt;br /&gt;Pero por dentro somos más debiles que ustedes las mujeres... Y de eso se trata esta canción.&lt;br /&gt;Algunas veces uno no sabe lo que tiene hasta que lo pierde... Y de eso habla.&lt;br /&gt;Es así...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasaré por ti esta noche&lt;br /&gt;Ya conozco de memoria&lt;br /&gt;el camino hacia la casa&lt;br /&gt;donde fui feliz un día.&lt;br /&gt;Hoy soy una visita más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me recibes friamente&lt;br /&gt;todo está tal como antes&lt;br /&gt;más tu cuarto tiene llave&lt;br /&gt;por si atacan los recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;y nos dá por recordar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que por ti no sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;que el pasado no me pesa ya&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que es muy fácil repetir que bien me va&lt;br /&gt;aunque muy dentro&lt;br /&gt;me esté muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que mejor fue separarnos&lt;br /&gt;que la vida debe continuar&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que ya no me importe quien te besará&lt;br /&gt;Esa es mi pena&lt;br /&gt;por suponer que te podría olvidar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hay otra cosa. Cuando yo escribí esta canción, escribí un segundo verso... y cuando llegó el momento de estar en el estudio para grabarla... y hacer la versión final... decidí hacerla así acústica, como una guitarra. Y no sé porque en este momento dije le voy a quitar este segundo verso para que la canción se queda más cortita, más intima, más monta para el disco, pero como estamos en vivo, y no importa, me encantaría cantarles este segundo verso si ustedes me dejan, no hay problema.&lt;br /&gt;Muchas gracias.&lt;br /&gt;Es así...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora que no me perteneces&lt;br /&gt;te ves mucho más bonita&lt;br /&gt;tan segura de ti misma&lt;br /&gt;una flor inalcanzable&lt;br /&gt;de la que no podré arrancar&lt;br /&gt;En algo debo haber fallado&lt;br /&gt;si conmigo estabas triste&lt;br /&gt;y hoy te sobra la alegría&lt;br /&gt;pero ya no hay todavias&lt;br /&gt;para que volver atrás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que por ti no sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;que el pasado no me pesa ya&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que es muy fácil repetir que bien me va&lt;br /&gt;aunque muy dentro&lt;br /&gt;me esté muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que mejor fue separarnos&lt;br /&gt;que la vida debe continuar&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que ya no me importe quien te besará&lt;br /&gt;Esa es mi pena&lt;br /&gt;por suponer que te podría olvidar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me despido en el portal&lt;br /&gt;y me agarro de un suspiro las palabras&lt;br /&gt;y tú ya tienes otro amor&lt;br /&gt;y yo regreso a mi dolor&lt;br /&gt;yo no tengo nada más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que por ti no sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;que el pasado no me pesa ya&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que es muy fácil repetir que bien me va&lt;br /&gt;aunque muy dentro&lt;br /&gt;me esté muriendo&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que mejor fue separarnos&lt;br /&gt;que la vida debe continuar&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que ya no me importe quien te besará&lt;br /&gt;Esa es mi pena&lt;br /&gt;por suponer que te podría olvidar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que yo te mira a la cara&lt;br /&gt;y nada de nada&lt;br /&gt;Que yo te vea pasar&lt;br /&gt;¿y yo? nada de nada&lt;br /&gt;Y se supone que yo te mira a los ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y no sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;Que yo te mira a la cara&lt;br /&gt;Y nada&lt;br /&gt;No sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;Y cómo duele&lt;br /&gt;Se supone que no sienta nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas gracias.&lt;br /&gt;Un aplauso fuerte para los músicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Peaks olema"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Olgu, járgmisest laulust usun, et pean natuke ráákima iga kord, kui seda laulan, sest minu jaoks on tal eriline táhendus, tóeline táhendus. Miski, mis on páris, miski, mida saab puudutada ja, mis ráágib... loomulikult armastusest. Heh. Millest siis veel, eks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See ráágib sellest, kui raske on... unustada. Kui raske on, kui oled armunud... ja see inimene... see platooniline armastus selle vastu, keda armastame... meid ei armasta... vága raske.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sest peaks olema nii, et sa oled tugev, peaks olema nii, et sa vóid tervitada seda inimest nagu poleks midagi juhtunud, nagu kóik oleks korras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Eh! Kuidas láheb? Kóik korras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Jah, lahedalt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ja perel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ei, hásti, hásti. Tánu Jumalale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Tóól?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ei, hásti, hásti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aga sisimas... oled suremas. See on meie kóigiga juhtunud, eks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eriti aga meie, mehed, tead, me peame olema alati niimoodi machod...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Eh! Kuidas láheb?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Jah, kóik korras, suurepáraselt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aga sisimas oleme me palju órnemad kui teie, naised... Ja sellest ráágib see laul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vahel sa ei váártusta seda, mis sul on, kuni sa selle kaotad... ja sellest see ráágib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See kólab nii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tána óhtul tulen sinu juurde&lt;br /&gt;tean peast&lt;br /&gt;teed majani&lt;br /&gt;kus kord olin ónnelik&lt;br /&gt;Ja tána olen vaid veel úks kúlaline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa vótad mu jahedalt vastu&lt;br /&gt;kóik on tápselt nii nagu varem&lt;br /&gt;isegi su toa vóti on alles&lt;br /&gt;kui málestused peaks rúndama&lt;br /&gt;ja meid sundima máletama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et ma sinu vastu midagi ei tunne&lt;br /&gt;et minevik ei róhu mind enam&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema lihtne korrata kui hásti mul láheb&lt;br /&gt;kuigi sisimas&lt;br /&gt;olen suremas&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema parim lahendus minna lahku&lt;br /&gt;sest elu peab edasi minema&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et mul on úkskóik, kes sind suudleb&lt;br /&gt;See on minu karistus&lt;br /&gt;eeldades, et suudan sind unustada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On veel úks asi. Kui ma seda laulu kirjutasin, kirjutasin úhe teise salmi... ja kui saabus hetk, olles stuudios, et seda lindistada... ja teha valmis lóplik versioon... otsustasin selle teha akustilise, úhe kitarriga. Ja ma ei tea, miks ma sel hetkel útlesin, et ma játan selle teise salmi, et laul oleks lúhem, intiimsem ja erilisem plaadi jaoks, aga kuna me oleme live'is, ja vahet pole, siis meeldiks mulle teile laulda see teine salm, kui te mind lubate ning pole mingit probleemi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suured tánud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See kólab nii...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Núúd kui sa mulle ei kuulu&lt;br /&gt;oled sa palju ilusam&lt;br /&gt;nii enesekindel&lt;br /&gt;káttesaamatu óis&lt;br /&gt;mida ma ei vói korjata&lt;br /&gt;Milleski pidin eksima&lt;br /&gt;kui minuga olid sa ónnetu&lt;br /&gt;ja tána oled úlevoolavalt ónnelik&lt;br /&gt;Aga enam ei ole "oleks"'eid&lt;br /&gt;et tagasi tulla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et ma sinu vastu midagi ei tunne&lt;br /&gt;et minevik ei róhu mind enam&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema lihtne korrata kui hásti mul láheb&lt;br /&gt;kuigi sisimas&lt;br /&gt;olen suremas&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema parim lahendus minna lahku&lt;br /&gt;sest elu peab edasi minema&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et mul on úkskóik, kes sind suudleb&lt;br /&gt;See on minu karistus&lt;br /&gt;eeldades, et suudan sind unustada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Játan uksel húvasti&lt;br /&gt;ja klammerdun ohkega nende sónade kúlge&lt;br /&gt;Ja sul on uus armastus&lt;br /&gt;Ja ma póórdun tagasi oma kurbusesse&lt;br /&gt;see on ainus, mis mul veel on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et ma sinu vastu midagi ei tunne&lt;br /&gt;et minevik ei róhu mind enam&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema lihtne korrata kui hásti mul láheb&lt;br /&gt;kuigi sisimas&lt;br /&gt;olen suremas&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema parim lahendus minna lahku&lt;br /&gt;sest elu peab edasi minema&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et mul on úkskóik, kes sind suudleb&lt;br /&gt;See on minu karistus&lt;br /&gt;eeldades, et suudan sind unustada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nii peaks olema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et vaatan sulle otsa&lt;br /&gt;ja ei tunne mitte midagi&lt;br /&gt;Et ma náen sind móódumas&lt;br /&gt;Ja mina? Mitte midagi&lt;br /&gt;Ja peaks olema nii, et vaatan sulle silma&lt;br /&gt;Ja ei tunne midagi&lt;br /&gt;Et ma vaatan sulle otsa&lt;br /&gt;Ja midagi&lt;br /&gt;Ei tunne midagi&lt;br /&gt;Ja kuidas see haiget teeb&lt;br /&gt;Peaks olema nii, et ma ei tunne midagi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suured tánud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Úks suur aplaus muusikutele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmW1KBjiOyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmW1KBjiOyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See laul on ka minu jaoks vága eriline. See on ilus... ja kurb. Ma vabandan tólke párast - see on páris kohutav ja ma ei suuda edasi anda selle loo ilu, aga parem, kui mitte midagi. Vist? &lt;br /&gt;Valisin selle live versiooni, sest Luisi jutt ja see teine salm on lihtsalt... ta on vórratu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5555895715704804549?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5555895715704804549/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5555895715704804549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5555895715704804549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5555895715704804549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/09/se-supone.html' title='&quot;Se supone&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-1483472336055575194</id><published>2010-08-31T00:43:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:57:11.524+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis fonsi'/><title type='text'>"Aquí estoy yo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Aquí estoy yo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s400/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 350px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s400/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi ft. David Bisbal, Aleks Syntek &amp;amp; Noel Schajris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Palabras del Silencio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo para hacerte reir cada vez mas&lt;br /&gt;Confia en mi, deja tus miedos atrás y ya verás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo con un beso quemandome los labios&lt;br /&gt;Es para ti, puede tu vida cambiar dejame entrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pido al sol que una estrella azul&lt;br /&gt;Viaje hasta a ti y te enamores su luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;Abriendote mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cerrándole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;No temas yo te cuidaré&lt;br /&gt;Sólo aceptame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo para darte mi fuerza y mi aliento&lt;br /&gt;Y ayudarte a pintar mariposas en la oscuridad&lt;br /&gt;Serán de verdad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiero ser yo quien despierte en ti nuevos sentimientos&lt;br /&gt;Y te enseña a querer y entregarte otra vez sin medir los abrazos que dé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le pido a Dios&lt;br /&gt;Un toque de inspiración&lt;br /&gt;Para decir lo que tú esperas oir de mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;Abriendote mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cerrándole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;No temas yo te cuidaré&lt;br /&gt;Sólo aceptame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dame tus alas mas voy a curar&lt;br /&gt;Y de mi mano te invito a volar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;Abriendote mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cerrándole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;No temas yo te cuidaré&lt;br /&gt;Sólo aceptame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquí estoy yo&lt;br /&gt;Abriendote mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Llenando tu falta de amor&lt;br /&gt;Cerrándole el paso al dolor&lt;br /&gt;No temas yo te cuidaré&lt;br /&gt;Siempre te amaré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Ma olen siin"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi ft. David Bisbal, Aleks Syntek &amp;amp; Noel Schajris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin, et sind iga kord veel enam naerma panna&lt;br /&gt;Usalda mind, játa oma hirmud ja sa náed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin úks suudlus pólemas mu huultel&lt;br /&gt;see on sulle, su elu vóib muutuda, lase mind sisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma palun páikeselt, et úks sinine táht&lt;br /&gt;rándaks sinuni ja sa armuksid ta valgusesse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin&lt;br /&gt;Avamas sulle oma súdant&lt;br /&gt;Táitmas sind armastusega&lt;br /&gt;Sulgemas teed valule&lt;br /&gt;Ára karda, ma hoian sind&lt;br /&gt;Lihtsalt vóta mind vastu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin, et anda sulle oma jóud ja oma hing&lt;br /&gt;Ja et aidata sul maalida liblikaid pimedusse&lt;br /&gt;Nad saavad olema páris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahan olla see, kes sinus áratab uue tunde&lt;br /&gt;Ja ópetada sind uskuma, end veel kord púhendama,&lt;br /&gt;ilma móótmata mu kingitud kallistusi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palun Jumalalt&lt;br /&gt;Úht killukest inspiratsiooni&lt;br /&gt;Et óelda seda, mida minult ootad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin&lt;br /&gt;Avamas sulle oma súdant&lt;br /&gt;Táitmas sind armastusega&lt;br /&gt;Sulgemas teed valule&lt;br /&gt;Ára karda, ma hoian sind&lt;br /&gt;Lihtsalt vóta mind vastu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna mulle oma tiivad, ma teen nad terveks&lt;br /&gt;Ja ulatan káe, kutsudes sind lendama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin&lt;br /&gt;Avamas sulle oma súdant&lt;br /&gt;Táitmas sind armastusega&lt;br /&gt;Sulgemas teed valule&lt;br /&gt;Ára karda, ma hoian sind&lt;br /&gt;Lihtsalt vóta mind vastu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen siin&lt;br /&gt;Avamas sulle oma súdant&lt;br /&gt;Táitmas sind armastusega&lt;br /&gt;Sulgemas teed valule&lt;br /&gt;Ára karda, ma hoian sind&lt;br /&gt;Armastan sind igavesti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsfSuL-VFBw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EsfSuL-VFBw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1483472336055575194?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1483472336055575194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1483472336055575194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1483472336055575194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1483472336055575194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/08/aqui-estoy-yo.html' title='&quot;Aquí estoy yo&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s72-c/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-8564284613933669391</id><published>2010-07-29T21:11:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T21:24:34.937+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='física o química'/><title type='text'>Física o Química</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ojotele.com/images/2009/01/3025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://www.ojotele.com/images/2009/01/3025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sest ma olen lihtsalt nii &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addicted&lt;/span&gt;, et... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma táiesti juhuslikult sattusin nágema &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temporada 1&lt;/span&gt; esimest osa Antena Neox'ist (nad kordavad... tegelt lóppes kevadel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temporada 5&lt;/span&gt; xD) ja ma pole páevagi móóda saatnud ilma, et ma seda EI vaataks :D Ma lihtsalt ei saa xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ma lihtsalt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always get overexcited&lt;/span&gt; kui Fer (Javier Calvo) ekraanile satub xD (Arvata oli ju, et ta nimi Fernando seal on O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un saludo y ¡os echo MUCHO de menos!&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-8564284613933669391?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/8564284613933669391/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=8564284613933669391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8564284613933669391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8564284613933669391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/fisica-o-quimica.html' title='Física o Química'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-7800112338791351414</id><published>2010-07-25T23:57:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:46:23.096+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oviedo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asturias'/><title type='text'>Oviedo, Principado de Asturias, España</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images26.fotki.com/v912/photos/6/1523166/8922713/DSCN4983-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 500px;" src="http://images26.fotki.com/v912/photos/6/1523166/8922713/DSCN4983-vi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oviedo, púhapáev 25.07.10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Cómo te puedo describir qué y cómo es Asturias? Y, ¿Oviedo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asturiast kutsutakse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paraíso Natural.&lt;/span&gt; Ja ta on oma nime vááriline.&lt;br /&gt;Niipea kui me olime úletanud Asturiase piiri muutus maastik. Meid úmbritsesid máed. Orus olles tunned end tibatillukesena.&lt;br /&gt;Kell on hetkel 12 ja kólab Oviedo Katedraali kellade muusika ning 12 lóóki. See jááb mulle alatiseks Oviedot meenutama. Ma olen Campo de San Franciscos. Asturias vist armastab mind, sest lubatud "peamiselt pilves" nádalavahetuse asemel lóóskab páike.&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen keset linna, kuid siinne óhkkond on hoopis teistsugune. Siin on vaikne ja keegi ei kiirusta kuhugi. See tóesti on linn, kus ma elada tahaksin. Asturias on táis maalilisi kúlasid, aga ma ei suudaks elada kúlas. Ja Oviedo on táiuslik. Siin pole palju turiste. Móned hispaanlased ehk, sest Euroopa turistid káivad Costa Dauradas ja Costa del Solis. Ráákisin sellest úhe oviedolannaga. Ka tema útles, et ma olen teistmoodi mótlemisega, sest, eriti núúd peale Asturias káiku, ei tómba mind kohad, mille on vallutanud turistid. Eelistaksid sina turistidest pungil Marbellat úhele tillukese kúlaga rannale? Me sóitsime siia móóda rannikut ja ma nágin neid váikeseid randasid, kus rahvast pea polnudki... ja ma ei tahagi lóunasse. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, you have a villa on the Costa del Sol? I'm not jealous anymore.&lt;/span&gt;" Ja tápselt nii ongi. Asturias on kordi ilusam, kui ma ette kujutasin. Ja ma arvasin, et see on maapealne paradiis. Ignacio soovitas mul pigem Gijóni minna, sest Oviedo pole nii ilus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O rly?&lt;/span&gt; Kui Oviedo pole ilus, siis mis on? Mul láheb 15:45 buss... kuidas ma ei taha koju minna... Ma jáán seda paika igatsema. Asturias ja Oviedo róóvisid mu súdame. Aah, ja nemad siin tunnevad end astuurlaste JA hispaanlastena. Nad tahavad olla mólemad. Mind valdab selline &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bittersweet&lt;/span&gt; tunne... ma olen siin ja ma olen ónnelik. Ma tahan siin olla ja mu unistus táitus. Aga ma pean minema tagasi Viscayasse... Bilbaosse... Ja ma ei taha... ma ei taha minna sinna kiire eluga linna, kus kóigil on kogu aeg kiire. Ma armastan seda paika. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siempre y para siempre&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Paremini ei oska ma oma tripi kirjeldada. Ma vóiks ráákida ju kóike kuni selleni, et ma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Mallorquina&lt;/span&gt;'s tána &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sandwich con jamón y queso&lt;/span&gt;'t sóin ja vormelit vaatasin, aga sellel pole nagu mótet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para ver todas las fotos que he tomado haz un click aquí&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;a href="http://public.fotki.com/Inalcanzable/oviedo/"&gt; http://public.fotki.com/Inalcanzable/oviedo/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un beso&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Ma olen Sulle igavesti tánu vólgu, Triinu, et sa mu Oviedot ja Asturiast armastama panid. (Mitte, et sa seda siin kunagi loeksid, aga seda on vaja óelda xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S! ME FCKING VÓTSIME 1-2 VÓIDU SAKSAMAAL! Ju mu trip Oviedosse tói ka Fernandole ónne xD&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; jaja&lt;/span&gt; xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;una bromita&lt;/span&gt; :D ME OMAMEEEEEEEEEEE ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-7800112338791351414?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/7800112338791351414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=7800112338791351414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7800112338791351414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7800112338791351414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/oviedo-principado-de-asturias-espana.html' title='Oviedo, Principado de Asturias, España'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-1327327540084832440</id><published>2010-07-13T15:54:00.009+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:54:44.568+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><title type='text'>San Fermín 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx854UR2vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/0gYm9K7wgTM/s1600/Dibujo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx854UR2vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/0gYm9K7wgTM/s320/Dibujo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493402979296991986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Reedel&lt;/span&gt;, 9. juulil, kella 18 ajal hakkasime sóitma Bilbaost Pamplonasse. Selle 160 kmga muutus loodus táielikult. Siin on kórged máed, mis on pilvedest kórgemal; taevas on pilves ja páike kumab vaid órnalt lábi; on ligikaudu 25ºC; palju puid ja rohelist nii kaugele, kui silm&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx9Gv__EsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pyLK1ApFqh8/s1600/Monumento_al_Encierro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx9Gv__EsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pyLK1ApFqh8/s320/Monumento_al_Encierro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493403200402690754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;apiir ulatub. Úhtákki kadusid máed koos rohelisega. Maapind oli kúll merepinnast kóvasti kórgemal, kuid táiesti tasane. Taamal paistsid máed ja nende taga pilved. Peakohal lóóskas páike ja polnud mitte úhtki pilve. Oli umbes 35ºC. Rohi úmberringi oli kóik kollaseks kuivanud. Me olime Navarras.&lt;br /&gt;Selle sóidu peale oksendas Leire autos 3 korda. Mina aga úritasin mitte minestada. Kohutavalt umbne oli.&lt;br /&gt;Pamplonasse jóudsime tápselt óhtusóógiks. Viki pidi oma perega saabuma járgmisel hommikul. Mina tutvusin María ema Victoria ja isa Luisiga. Luisil on Parkinsoni tóbi ja seetóttu oli neil seal abiks Cristián. Tema eest Ignacio ja María hoiatasid mind ja naerid samal ajal - ta on óudne flirtija.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria on range naine, aga ta on vága tore :)&lt;br /&gt;Peale kolmekáigulist óhtusóóki láksime mina, Ignacio, María, túdrukud, Luis ja Cristián válja. Nad náitasid mulle Pamplona vanalinna, mis meenutab vága Tallinna vanalinna. Nagu... Tallinna vanalinn Hispaania hónguga xD Úlejáánud Pamplona ongi nagu Tallinn. Isegi kortermajad on samasugused. Mitte nagu siin Bilbaos.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx0WQdlFxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-e_uR-4TOAA/s1600/pamplona.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx0WQdlFxI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-e_uR-4TOAA/s320/pamplona.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493393571210139410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria ja Luis elavad Plaza de Toros láhedal Casco Antiguos Roncesvalles'i tánaval (kliki, ma márkisin paiga ára :D)&lt;br /&gt;Vága kaua me váljas polnud, sest kóik olid vásinud. Vaatasime ilutulestiku ára ja láksime koju, et lapsi magama panna. Pidime siis válja minema, aga mitte keegi ei tahtnud seda teha, sest me olime liiga vásinud.&lt;br /&gt;Járgmisel hommikul pidime minema Encierrot vaatama, aga Ignacio ei suutnud mind úles ajada. Kokkuvóttes ma millestki kúll ilma ei jáánud, sest náha polnud niikuinii midagi. Ignacio juba naljatas, et kas ma járgmine aasta jooksen ise koos hárgadega xD Jááb ára. Mu elu on mulle liiga kallis xD Aga San Fermínil tahan kúll kunagi veel káia. 3 páeva polnud sugugi piisav :D Peale hommikusóóki láksime válja. Jalutasime móóda keskaegset Pamplonat. Tegemist on úhe vanima linnaga Hispaanias. See on loodud roomlaste poolt. Valitses 40ºCne palavus. Terve nádalavahetuse. Mu "pere" ei jóudnud ára imestada, kuidas ma sain ikka veel óelda, et mulle kuumus meeldib xD&lt;br /&gt;Enamus inimesi vast selle nádala ajaga polnud náinud úhtki kainet páeva. Mehed t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx7Dm1K3ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/VvF6fyn3m3k/s1600/2228007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx7Dm1K3ZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/VvF6fyn3m3k/s320/2228007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493400947378544018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;úhjendasid end kuhu juhtus. Terve Pamplona haises kuse ja alkoholi járele, vaatamata sellele, et tánavaid absoluutselt kogu aeg pesti. Siis sain ma aru, miks María mul oli soovitanud panna kingad, millest mul kóige váhem kahju on. Aa ja riietusest pole ma veel ráákinudki. Noh, arvatavasti te teate ka, aga ma útlen siiski, et pidi olema úleni valges ja punases. Reeglina oli pluus ja púksid/seelik valged ja vóó úmber oli seotud punane sall ning kaela punane rátik. Mina púúdsin piinlikult oma valget lemmikseelikut puhtana hoida, kuid María ja Ignacio soovitasid mul heaga selle párast mitte muretseda, et tánava áárekivil istumine mu seeliku mustaks teeb vói, et keegi mulle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cerveza&lt;/span&gt;'t (ólu hisp k) vói &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calimocho&lt;/span&gt;'t (vein + cola)  kaela kallab.&lt;br /&gt;Inimesed magasid parkides, sest hotellid jm asutused olid kóik táis. Samas maani táis olles vast ei huvita ka paik, kuhu magama jáád. Enamasti olid nad magamiskottidega kuskil puu all. Erinevalt Bilbaost Pamplonas suvel ei saja.&lt;br /&gt;Mina olin meeste jaoks táielik magnet. María ja Ignacio pidevalt naersid, kui mulle "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Hola reina!&lt;/span&gt;" (tere, kuninganna hisp k) vói midagi sellist óeldi. Úks túúp peatas mu tánaval ja útles: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Inglesa!&lt;/span&gt;" Mina: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡No!&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sí, ¡eres inglesa!&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, de Estonia&lt;/span&gt;." "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿De Estonia? Bueno, igual.&lt;/span&gt;" xD (Inglanna! Ei! Jah, sa oled inglanna! Ei, olen Eestist. Eestist? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;, vahet pole.) Aga parim oli see, kui mulle óeldi "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yo también quiero ser hijo de esta madre&lt;/span&gt;." (Ma tahan ka selle ema laps olla.) Vat see vóttis mu keeletuks. Ma sain ainult "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡¿Qué?!&lt;/span&gt;" óeldud. Ignacio pidi naerukrampidesse surema xD&lt;br /&gt;Aa, ja María ja Ignacio ostsid mulle punase ólapaeltega San Fermíni pluusi, mille peal on El Toro ja kirjutatud San Fermin Pamplona - Iruña 6 al 14 de julio :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love it&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;Endale ostsin ma kaks lehvikut, úhe punase ja kaunistusteta, et niisama kasutada selle palavaga ja teise oma óele :) Hásti ilus on! :D&lt;br /&gt;Káisime Ignacioga ka Casa de Asturias', kus ta ostis mulle Asturia naturaalset óunasiidrit... mmm... Superhea :D Selle kórvale sóime Asturias'e chorizot. Mmmm... Yum! :D&lt;br /&gt;Me oleks vóinud veel Casa Andaluz'is ka káia...&lt;br /&gt;Koju jóudes olid vahepeal kohale jóudnud ka Jaime(II) ja Viki oma lastega. Carlota, Patricia ja Jaime(III xD)Vaatasin natuke Vormel 1'e, kuid me hakkasime kohe-kohe sóóma ja seetóttu pani María teleka kinni. Kaks minutit oli Q3e lópuni. Yes, ma olin terve kolmekáigulise lóunasóógi pahas tujus.&lt;br /&gt;Pean útlema, et Victoria on vága hea kokk :)&lt;br /&gt;Peale sóóki láksime mina, Ignacio ja Jaime II (Viki abikaasa, Jaime III on nende poeg xD keeruline xD) ermm... kuidas nad seda nimetasidki? Ma ei máleta. Igaljuhul baaridesse ólut ja minu puhul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calimocho&lt;/span&gt;t jooma. Káisime paaris kohas. Mina jáin vaatamata lahjadele calimochodele úsna purju xD Me jóime PALJU xD Keset páist páeva xD Ignacio oli endale missiooniks vótnud náidata mulle kóiki astuurlasi, kes móóda láksid. No ja siis úhes baaris sattusid meie kórvale kamp astuurlasi. Kohe tuli "Triin, vaata! Nad on Asturiast!" Ja arvake ára, kas nad húúdsid neid vói mitte -.- Ma pidin hábisse ára surema, kui Ignacio hakkas "See on Triin, ta on Eestist. Talle vága meeldib Asturias." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy. Just what I wanted.&lt;/span&gt; Váhemalt tundus neile meeldivat fakt, et mulle nende kodu meeldib xD Úks neist oli veel Oviedost. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well,&lt;/span&gt; ega ma nende nimesid ei máleta, aga suva xD Olukord oli piisavalt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awkward&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;Járgmises baaris ma ei lubanud Jaime II endale calimochot osta, sest ma tundsin, et kui ma veel úhe joon, siis ei julge ma kúll laste ette minna xD Ajasime juttu ja meiega liitusid María ja Viki koos lastega. Mina hakkasin nendega mángima ja ma meeldisin neile veel rohkem, sest ma olin kohe kindlasti kordi lóbusam kui tavaliselt xD&lt;br /&gt;Jársku koputati mulle óla peale. Póóran ringi ja túdruk útleb mulle "Tere, see on mu sóber. Ta tahab sinuga tuttavaks saada." *paus* Mida?! xD Ma vist ei óelnud midagi, sest mul oli táielik &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blank moment&lt;/span&gt; xD No ma siis ráákisin temaga. Tuli válja, et ta elab Getxo's, mis on Bilbao áárelinn. Ta kúsis mu numbrit. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyBHLjBsnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/b8IY0XGHFq0/s1600/_MG_0152-OD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyBHLjBsnI/AAAAAAAAAbc/b8IY0XGHFq0/s320/_MG_0152-OD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493407605843931762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eah, like I remembered&lt;/span&gt;. Lastele ja Vikile, Maríale, Ignaciole ja Jaime IIle tegi asi palju nalja. Aegajalt káis Jaime III vói Ana mult kúsimas, mida see poiss minust tahab xD Me pidime hakkama ára minema ja ma láksin oma "pere" juurde tagasi. Kohe kúsiti, mis várk oli xD Ráákisin siis, et ta tahtis mu numbrit, kui kuulis, et ma Bilbaos elan ja, et ma ei máletanud seda. Selle peale láks Ignacio tema juurde ja andis talle minu numbri. MINU NUMBRI! O.O Jálle&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; blank moment&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wtf?!&lt;/span&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;Siis vaatasime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Los Gigantes&lt;/span&gt;'eid ja&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; los kilikis&lt;/span&gt;'id&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyB8HOn4II/AAAAAAAAAbk/1D_-_fXMNKo/s1600/sanferimagenesg04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyB8HOn4II/AAAAAAAAAbk/1D_-_fXMNKo/s320/sanferimagenesg04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493408515217678466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Viimased peksavad inimesi mingite vahtkummist asjadega. Kóige suurem peksja on Caravinagre (kes on ka pildil).&lt;br /&gt;Káisime siis kodus óhtust sóómas ja vaatasime ródult ilutulestikku. Lapsed olid surmvásinud. Me panime nad magama ja siis láksime mina ja María válja, vótsime kaks Sangríat ja kóndisime Plaza de Castillo'le Los del Rio kontsertile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt;, polnud see pooltki nii hea, kui me ootasime. Tantsisime seal natuke ja vaatasime laval tantsivaid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wannabe&lt;/span&gt; flamencasid. Tegelikult oli kavas ainult kontsertile minna, aga me otsustasime natuke San Fermíni óóelu ka maitsta ja láksime siis baaridesse tantsima. Jóime calimochosid ja siis ma enam ei hoolinud, kui keegi mulle oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cerveza&lt;/span&gt; vói &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calimocho&lt;/span&gt; kaela kallas. See oli úsna tavaline. Mida táhendab táis baar? Kindlasti mitte seda, et pole kohta kus istuda. Pigem seda, et pole ruumi s i s s e a s t u d a. Tápselt sellised olid Pamplona baarid. Heal juhul suutsid end suruda ukse kórvale nurka. No-one really cared. Tantsisime ja tantsisime. Táiesti tavaline oli see, kui meiega tantsima tuldi ja minule kási úmber pandi. Parimal juhul suudlesid nad mu juukseid. Ja seda juhtus tihti. Paljud tutvustasid end mulle, vahetasime suudluseid ja láinud nad olidki xD Rahvas oli hásti sóbralik ja tore. Ja vága purjus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously! You think you have partied? Think again&lt;/span&gt; ;) Kui sa pole hispaanlastega nádalasel peol káinud, siis ei tea sa pidutsemisest midagi xD&lt;br /&gt;Viimaks káisime tánavamuusikutega koos laulmas. Neid úmbritses tohutu rahvamass ja kóik laulsid. Sónu ma ei teadnud, laulsin niisama kaasa xD Tutvusin laulude vahepeal úhe prantslasega, kes arvas, et María on mu ema xD Mina ei saanud temast eriti aru, sest me suhtlesime mina hispaania ja tema prantsuse keeles xD Ma ei kuulnud ka midagi xD Kui me koju hakkasime liikuma, siis tahtis ta, et ma talle húvastijátuks musi annaks, yeap, whatever, see on nii tavaline. Ta lootis, et ta vóib mind suudelda. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, no way&lt;/span&gt;. Ma ei lasknud xD Ónneks oli ta pósemusiga ka rahul xD&lt;br /&gt;Koju jóudes ei viitsinud ma pesemas káia, kuigi see parim variant oleks olnud, ma vajusin lihtsalt unne xD&lt;br /&gt;Hommikul, kui ma árkasin, olid kóik juba alla láinud(nimelt kuulub Victoriale kaks korterit úhes trepikojas. Nad elavad kolmandal korrusel ja teine korter on neil seitsmendal korrusel).&lt;br /&gt;Sóin úksi hommikust ja seejárel láksime kóik koos jálle válja. Káisime niisama linnas ringi ja láksime lóunaks koju. Sóime paellat. Mina sóin ka, aga ilma elukateta xD Karbid ei olnud minu jaoks ka vórratu paellaga isuáratavad xD&lt;br /&gt;Nádalavahetustel tegeleb Luisiga Antonio ("Tony"), kellega ma Vormelit vaadates tuttavaks sain :) Ta on hásti tore :)&lt;br /&gt;Pidasime siesta ára, mil lapsed magasid ja hakkasime Bilbao poole sóitma. Seekord Leire ei oksendanud. Terve tripi pabistasin mina, et ma ei jóua óigeks ajaks Bilbaosse, et "EL PARTIDO"'t vaadata. Ignacio tahtis veel, et ma ennem baari minekut aitaks neil lapsi vannitada ja magama panna. Esimest korda ma keeldusin, sest kui me 15 minutit ennem mángu koju jóuame, siis jóuan ma vaevalt baari ja kohta mulle niikuinii pole. Ma pidin veel riideid vahetama, sest oma óllese-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;calimocho&lt;/span&gt;'se seelikuga ei kavatsenud ma kuhugi minna. Ignacio andis mulle vótme ja lasi mul kóige ees korterisse spurtida xD&lt;br /&gt;Baari jóudsin kaks minutit ennem "EL PARTIDO" algust nagu ma varem mainisin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aquí está&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos a cada uno de vosotros&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1327327540084832440?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1327327540084832440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1327327540084832440&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1327327540084832440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1327327540084832440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/san-fermin-2010.html' title='San Fermín 2010'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDx854UR2vI/AAAAAAAAAbM/0gYm9K7wgTM/s72-c/Dibujo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6741434331364897142</id><published>2010-07-12T01:09:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:57:39.725+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><title type='text'>A por ellos, olé. A por ellos, olé.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDpRqx7rqiI/AAAAAAAAAas/oPMzB2CDCJ0/s1600/tumblr_l5ex9nbesj1qbwg7wo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDpRqx7rqiI/AAAAAAAAAas/oPMzB2CDCJ0/s320/tumblr_l5ex9nbesj1qbwg7wo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492792490931759650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyM3L1WqZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yXNQi2XJFjo/s1600/tumblr_l5eojrh0DS1qzvhq4o1_1280.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDyM3L1WqZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/yXNQi2XJFjo/s400/tumblr_l5eojrh0DS1qzvhq4o1_1280.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493420525182429586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yo soy español, español, español. Yo soy español, español, español."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Villa, Villa, Villa. Villa, ¡¡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MARAVILLA!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"¡España! ¡España! ¡España!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"¡Iniesta! ¡Iniesta! ¡Iniesta!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"¡Torres! ¡Torres! ¡Torres!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O-lé, olé-olé-olé. O-lé. O-lé."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"¡Sí, sí, sí! La copa está aquí."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ning Hispaania húmn on móned váhestest lauludest, mis praegu ka Bilbao tánavatelt kostab. Ja baskid ei pea end tegelikult hispaanlasteks ning ei toeta eriti La Rojat.&lt;br /&gt;Tánane váidab teisti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baari mángu vaatama jóudsin ma tápselt óigeks ajaks. Nimelt 2 minutit ennem esimese poolaja algust. Tulime me ju Pamplonast. Kohta mulle seal ei olnud ja baar oli puupústi táis. Kujutasin ette, et seal toetatakse Hollandit, váhemalt osa rahvast, aga seda, et kóik úksmeelselt La Rojaga koos hingasid, ma oodata ei osanud. Mulle oli jáánud mulje, et nad ei armasta vága &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Selección&lt;/span&gt;i. Sain meeldiva úllatuse osaliseks.&lt;br /&gt;Kóik karjusid lábisegi La Roja toetuseks fraase nagu "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Vamos!&lt;/span&gt;"; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Toma!&lt;/span&gt;" ja "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Muy bien!&lt;/span&gt;" ning samal ajal hollandlaste vigade peale "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Esto es tarjeta, ¡hijo de puta!&lt;/span&gt;" vói "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡HOSTIAS!&lt;/span&gt;" Nad on hullud, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;te digo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;De Jong'i oleks nad maha lóónud, kui neil vóimalus oleks olnud. Vat siis tuli selline sónadevaling, et...&lt;br /&gt;Kui Iniesta lópuks 116. minutil várava lói... oii... kuna máng oli lóppemas, siis kallistasid ja musitaid kóik kóiki nagu oleks maailmameistritiitel juba káes.&lt;br /&gt;Vahepeal olid meid tulnud pildistama mingid fotograafid. Loodan, et end hiljem kuskilt ei leia -.-&lt;br /&gt;Lisaaja viimaseid sekundeid luges kogu baar kaasa ja náris kúúsi. Kui kólas vile láksid kóik hulluks xD Uus kalli-musi laine tuli. Seekord koos lauluga.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDpOd-yOqoI/AAAAAAAAAac/yC1NOMW5LoM/s1600/Plaza+Moyua+IV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDpOd-yOqoI/AAAAAAAAAac/yC1NOMW5LoM/s320/Plaza+Moyua+IV.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492788972508588674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peale mángu lóppu tóttasin ma Plaza Moyúa'le (mis on Bilbao keskpunkt, kuna ma oma pilte ei saa siia laadida hetkel, siis panen suvalise, et teil aimu oleks), sest seal táhistatakse La Roja vóite. Kui ma kohale jóudsin, siis oli osa inimesi juba purskkaevu kaitsva aia maha lóhkunud ja seisid purskkaevu otsas káes Hispaania lipud ja seljas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Selección&lt;/span&gt;i sárgid. Mina oma El Toro sárgiga olin vága &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis nad laulsid, jóid, tegid pilte, pritsisid kóiki veega ja karjusid niisama lábisegi. Igalt poolt voolas inimesi aina juurde ning tekkisid ummikud autodest, kes úmber Plaza tiirlesid ja tuututasid. Kui La Rojal Bilbaos toetajaid eriti pole, siis ma vist kujutasin kóike ette, sest tundus nagu oleks kogu Bilbao elanikkond Plaza Moyúa'le ja selle úmbrussesse kogunenud. Inimesi oli igas vanuses, mitte ainult noored nagu arvata vóiks.&lt;br /&gt;Kuna ma ise pean homme vara árkama ja see nádalavahetus pole ma ka magada saanud, siis ei saanud ma kaua váljas olla... kahjuks. Pidu kestab siiani ja ei kavatsegi vaibuda. Kadestan neid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;¡¡¡E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;SPAÑ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;¡¡¡CAMPEONES DEL MUNDO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;¡¡¡VIVA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;LA FURIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROJA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ilusaid unenágusid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y un beso&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3758365716975098904-6741434331364897142?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6741434331364897142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6741434331364897142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6741434331364897142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6741434331364897142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/por-ellos-ole-por-ellos-ole.html' title='A por ellos, olé. A por ellos, olé.'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDpRqx7rqiI/AAAAAAAAAas/oPMzB2CDCJ0/s72-c/tumblr_l5ex9nbesj1qbwg7wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-8183751884699438428</id><published>2010-07-08T00:25:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T00:37:32.269+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><title type='text'>¡¡¡TOMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!</title><content type='html'>¡Que grandes somos! :D&lt;br /&gt;Ma ju útlesin :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDTzS5O1yHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aCMDRNDxfwY/s1600/tumblr_l57i96vlBN1qc6vg5o1_1280.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDTzS5O1yHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aCMDRNDxfwY/s320/tumblr_l57i96vlBN1qc6vg5o1_1280.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491281351597738098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-8183751884699438428?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/8183751884699438428/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=8183751884699438428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8183751884699438428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8183751884699438428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/tomaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='¡¡¡TOMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDTzS5O1yHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/aCMDRNDxfwY/s72-c/tumblr_l57i96vlBN1qc6vg5o1_1280.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2511179918702508916</id><published>2010-07-07T17:30:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T17:53:21.117+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><title type='text'>Kuuuuumus!</title><content type='html'>Meil on tána varjus 30ºC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, please&lt;/span&gt;, ma ei póe :D&lt;br /&gt;Homme on lubatud maksimum 40ºC... ja me láheme randa :) Ma vóiks tána ka minna, aga kuna see linnast váljas on ja ma peaks seal vaatama baaris "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EL partido&lt;/span&gt;"'t ja jóuaks vága hilja koju, siis ma ei láhe :) Láhen homme koos teistega :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mu elu on lill :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un beso&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Ma láhen válja mángu vaatama :) Seal on palju lahedam :) Siin me nkn sóóks óhtust selle ajal.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dear God, make España win today. Make history repeat itself. It's a historic moment for them. They'd be so happy. I would be so happy. All la roja's would be so happy! And it would shut my Dads mouth like it did back in 2008 in Euro Cup. Gracias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDSUm-UhbLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4qJbVb0Jluo/s1600/tumblr_l55n79Ilc41qbwg7wo1_r1_1280.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDSUm-UhbLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4qJbVb0Jluo/s320/tumblr_l55n79Ilc41qbwg7wo1_r1_1280.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491177242956491954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2511179918702508916?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2511179918702508916/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2511179918702508916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2511179918702508916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2511179918702508916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/kuuuuumus.html' title='Kuuuuumus!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TDSUm-UhbLI/AAAAAAAAAaM/4qJbVb0Jluo/s72-c/tumblr_l55n79Ilc41qbwg7wo1_r1_1280.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6804750801502190332</id><published>2010-07-03T19:32:00.014+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:37:53.883+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david villa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><title type='text'>¡Villa, Villa, Villa! ¡Villa, MARAVILLA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;¡¡¡LE AMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.noticiasdenavarra.com/images/2010/07/03/fbl-wc2010-match60-p-196234-01-07-201007-f650x650_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 219px;" src="http://static.noticiasdenavarra.com/images/2010/07/03/fbl-wc2010-match60-p-196234-01-07-201007-f650x650_11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;(mitte, et see mingi úllatus oleks, eks xD ta on mulle meeldinud juba EMst saati :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mida mángu... 2 penaltit! KAKS! ja j á r j e s t?! Ebareaalne! Alonso oma oli váhemalt várav, kuigi seda ei loetud. Ja Iker... ta pole niisama&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; el mejor portero del todo el mundo, ¿eh? &lt;/span&gt;:D Ma ei jóua teda ára kiita! :P&lt;br /&gt;Ning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pobre&lt;/span&gt; Sergio muidugi... jalaga nákku... noh, váhemalt polnud see Piqué nagu varem xD Ta oli ju puhta invaliid xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yo soy fiel a La Roja,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;la llevo en el corazón.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Nunca la engañé con otra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yo soy fiel a mi selección.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seda sai María naerda xD Ta kúsis, kelle poolt ma olen, kas Paraguay vói La Roja xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga olgu, aitab jalgpallist. (Loe: hetkeks. Seda tuleb veel xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilmast. Kolmapáevast saati on siin vahelduva eduga áike ja vihm. Vahel paistab hetkeks páike ja siis jálle sajab. Soe on, vaatamata vihmale. Tána oli váhe kuivem, kuid tána ma váljas ei káinud. Ráágin kohe miks, aga ennem...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.complementosmoda.es/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/tresor-in-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 194px;" src="http://www.complementosmoda.es/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/tresor-in-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Reede.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Páeval hoidsin lapsi koos majapidajannaga. See oli viimane páev, mil ta mulle laste hoidmisel abiks oli. Járgmisest nádalast on tal lúhemad páevad. Viisime koos Ana ujumistrenni ja káisime siis H&amp;amp;M's (loe: Hatche i Eme xD ma ei saanud alguses aru, mis poodi nad mótlesid...)&lt;br /&gt;Siis kui Ana olime ára toonud, siis mángisime Plaza Bizkaial, kuigi aeg-ajalt sadas vihma.&lt;br /&gt;Óhtu poole káisin shoppamas ja ostsin salli, roosakaspunase pluusi ja lóhna. Nimelt maksavad siin lóhnad umbes sama palju, kui meil sama lóhn váikses pudelis... Otsin Lancôme'i Trésor In Love'i. ARMASTAN seda :D See on nii... minulik xD Selline... mm... lilleline ja órn ning samas salapárane :D&lt;br /&gt;Ja ma tahan neid sandaal/kingi... teate sellised nagu need kreeklastel vanal ajal olid? Kóik kannavad neid siin xD Tahan ka, aga ma pole leidnud úhtki paari, mis mulle &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; meeldiks -.- Mulle meeldisid úhed mustad neetidega kingad, aga 1) neil olid kontsad ja ma ei saaks lastega váljas káies neid kanda 2) neil polnud hinda. Iseenesest SUPERilusad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siis helistas mulle Ignacio ja kúsis, kas ma tahan koos tema ja túdrukutega óhtust súúa. Útlesin, et jah. Ok, siis ta úritas mulle seletada kuhu ma minema pean xD Kokkuvóttes tuli ta ikka mulle kodutánavale vastu xD Káisime váljas kana sóómas koos Josetxo ja tema lastega. Hiljem liitus meiega Josetxo naiseóde (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuñada&lt;/span&gt; - wow, ma máletan! xD) Ana.&lt;br /&gt;Tapa'd olid chorizo, praetud roheline pipar soolaga ja miski, mille nime ma ei máleta, aga see oli SUPERhea :D Kórvale oli Rioja punast veini. Siis sóime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ensalada rusa&lt;/span&gt;'t (nb! sel pole Venemaaga mingit pistmist) ja viimaks kana. Kóik oli serveeritud kausidesse ja igaúks vóttis sealt endale nii palju, kui tahtis. Kana aga lausa náppudega...&lt;br /&gt;Me vaatasime jalgpalli - Uruguay - Ghana ja kóik olid Uruguay poolt. Ma vannun, te pole jalgpalli táiesti nautinud, kui te pole seda Hispaanias vaadanud ja samal ajal óhtust sóónud. Emotsioon missugune! Kóik elasid úksmeelselt kaasa. Inimesed kogunesid isegi úmber terrassi, et mángu náha xD&lt;br /&gt;Magustoiduks sóin flani ja teised midagi flani sarnast, aga see meenutas pigem kreemi. Ma nime ei máleta ofc...&lt;br /&gt;Lapsed tulid siis magustoidule, kui kóik juba otsas oli xD Oi, me saime naerda xD&lt;br /&gt;Suurema osa ajast ráágiti Eestist, minust ja meie suhetest Venemaaga... Minul oli jube imelik olla xD&lt;br /&gt;Párast mángu lóppu láksime koju magama xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Laupáev.&lt;/span&gt; Tána táhistasime Leire 3. súnnipáeva, mis táhendas kahte&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fiesta&lt;/span&gt;t.&lt;br /&gt;Kella 14ks tulid meile kúlla Ama (Ignacio ema. Vanaema kutsutakse siin nii), Joaquín, Cristina, Mayte ja María. Árge kúsige, kes kelle óde/vend/jumal-teab-kes oli. Mina ei suutnud járge pidada xD&lt;br /&gt;See pidu oli pigem... sóóming. Kóigepealt lauldi Leirele baskikeeles ja siis hakkasime sóóma. Alustuseks jamón, chorizo ja krevetid. Viimased on need minu lemmikud (Y) Nende serveerimiseks palus Ignacio mu abi ja ta lausa kúsis, kas mul on midagi selle vastu, kui ma neid puudutan xD Nad teavad, kuidas ma kala ja mereande armastan xD&lt;br /&gt;Jálle jóime Rioja punast veini kórvale. Teine káik oli &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ensalada rusa&lt;/span&gt; koos lóhega ja krevettidega, mille Mayte ja Ignacio, ilma minult kúsimata, mu salatist válja óngitsesid xD Vastu ma muidugi polnud xD Palju ónne neile, ma oleks selle járele játnud niikuinii xD&lt;br /&gt;Kolmas káik oli liha, mida me laua peal oleva kausi sees kúpsetasime... ma ei máleta kuidas seda kutsuti... vb teie teate? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, kastet oli selle jaoks 256486476945 eri sorti :)&lt;br /&gt;Tegelikult olin ma juba peale salatit lóhki minemise áárel xD&lt;br /&gt;Sellele járgnes shokolaaditort ja kohv.&lt;br /&gt;Jálle olin mina suureks huviobjektiks. Pool ajast ráágiti minust ja kúsiti igasugu asju selle kohta, kus ma flamencot ópin ja kas on palju kohti, kus seda teha saab jne. Samuti huvitas neid mu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;castellano&lt;/span&gt; (ma vist ei kasuta enam kunagi fraasi "hispaania keel". Seda pole olemas ju xD Ja siin nad ei kasuta kunagi sóna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;español&lt;/span&gt;.) ja kas see on Eestis levinud. Cristina aga útles, et paar aastat tagasi káis ta Tallinnas. Vóite uskuda, et mu lóug vajus maani xD Ta ráákis, et talle vága meeldis ja et Tallinn on vága ilus.&lt;br /&gt;Peale sóóki hakkasid nad karaoket laulma. "Nagu soomlased" oskasin ma ainult móelda xD Nad káisid mulle peale, et mina ka laulaks, aga kuna ma neid hispaaniakeelseid vanu laule ei teadnud, siis ma keeldusin :D&lt;br /&gt;Lapsi meie sóómingul polnud (va Ana ja Leire) ning umbes poole viie ajal láksid kóik ára, sest Cristina ja Joaquín elavad Madridis ja Mayte Zarautzis. Cristina ja Joaquín veel lubasid, et kutsuvad mu Madridi :D Mayte juurde láheme augustis niikuinii. Samuti lubas María mind viia Astuuriasse, Oviedosse :) Ma ei jóua ára oodata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teine pidu algas umbes-tápselt siis, kui me olime laua ára koristada jóudnud. Seekord tulid María óde Viki (Victoria) ja vend Luis oma perega. Vikil oli oma mees kaasas ja Luisil naine (árge minult nimesid kúsige, sest ma ei suutnud járge pidada... jálle xD Pealegi olin ma natuke vintis xD) Laste nimed seevastu jáid mulle kúll meelde. Esialgu andsid nad mulle kohutuslikud 2 musi ja siis pagesid isa-ema selja taha, aga hiljem olin ma neist úmbritsetud. Avastasin, et lastega olles ráágin ma palju paremat hispaania keelt ja siis teised imestasid, et ma kahe aastaga nii palju oskan. Ju vist on asi selles, et tunnen end nendega vabamalt. Okei. Nagu ma útlesin, siis esialgu pidid vanemad neile peale káima, et nad minuga ráágiksid, kas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;castellano&lt;/span&gt;s vói inglise keeles. Ainult Jaime julges mulle kohe alguses naeratada ema selja tagant, teised ei teinud sedagi. Siis tuli see, et ma náitasin, kust ma párit olen úhe laste kaardi pealt, kus olid iga riiki iseloomustavad asjad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt;, iseloomustab eestlasi sigade rohkus... Mina seda ei teadnud xD No siis hakkas see, et "Ha-ha, sa oled see, kes siin paljalt saunalaval istub!" ja muud sellised. Pidevalt olin ma kas see paljas soomlane, hiinlane, kelle silmi nad tegid vói lihtsalt lehm xD No siis ilmusid, kóik lapsed úmber minu ja naersid pidurdamatult xD Carlota oskab natuke Sevillanast tantsida. Tal on váiksem óde Patricia, kellele ma vága meeldisin xD Siis on 6-aastane Jaime, kes samuti minust vaimustuses oli. Meil oli mingi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; thing&lt;/span&gt; juba siis, kui ta mulle tervitusmusi andis xD Naeratas ta mulle ju kogu aeg :P&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Love, love &lt;/span&gt;:D Kujutan ette, et 18selt náeb ta superhea válja xD Siis on veel kóige noorem Luis. Nemad kóik on Viki lapsed. Kóige noorem Leire súnnipáevaline oli 1-aastane Guillermo :) Hásti nunnu pisike poiss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, párast pidurdamatult naeru, eesti ja inglise keele ópetamist/óppimist (Carlota pani killu maha, kui ma váitsin, et "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;los pies&lt;/span&gt;" vóib olla nii "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legs&lt;/span&gt;" kui ka "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt;" olenevalt jala osast. Kuna ma korra útlesin, et &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"los pies"&lt;/span&gt; on "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feet&lt;/span&gt;" ja járgmine kord "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legs&lt;/span&gt;", siis tuli kohe "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Me estás mintiendo?&lt;/span&gt;" (kas sa valetad mulle?) Kóik naersid xD) ja úksteisele nimede andmist, panid túdrukud selga printsessikostúúmid, mille ajal Jaime mind kiusas ja mulle mingit tobedat mútsi páhe suruda úritas. Samuti tahtis ta, et ma mustlasrátiku úmber piha seoks ja neid múnte kólistaksin xD&lt;br /&gt;Túdrukud hakkasid siis tantsima mingi eriti nómeda baski lastesaate járgi. Mina kolisin enda tuppa, et vaadata internetist La Roja ja Paraguay mángu (palju olulisem). Jaime oli kohe minu sabas. Natukese aja párast ja Patri, kes eelistsid mólemad tantsimisele jalgpalli. Tuli válja, et me kóik armastame David Villat :D Patrile meeldivad ka Xavi ja Iniesta :) Sergio mitte nii vága.&lt;br /&gt;Kaua me vaadata ei saanud, sest nad pidid koju minema. Kohtun nendega hiljemalt járgmisel nádalavahetusel Pamplonas. Ma ei suuda ára oodata. Jaime on mu váike hingesugulane :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erinevalt eesti lastest hispaania omad kallistavad ja musitavad kogu aeg. Me olime vaid vaevalt paar tundi tuttavad, kui nad kóik mind kallistama tulid :) See on kohutavalt armas :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui varemalt oli mul koduigatus, siis peale eilset váljas jalgpalli vaatamist... ei ole :)&lt;br /&gt;Armastan oma uut pere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja teid ka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un saludo y mil besos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6804750801502190332?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6804750801502190332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6804750801502190332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6804750801502190332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6804750801502190332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/villa-villa-villa-villa-maravilla.html' title='¡Villa, Villa, Villa! ¡Villa, MARAVILLA!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2291461241700323548</id><published>2010-07-01T00:16:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T17:50:27.233+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><title type='text'>Que rico, ¿eh?</title><content type='html'>Kolmas páev siin Hispaania páikese all :) (Praegu on pilves tegelt xD) Tahtsin eile juba kirjutada, aga arvutihiir lópetas tóótamise -.- tuli válja, et patareid on túhjad. Hetkel elab hiir mu digika patareidest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palju teid seda siin ei loe... ma arvan, aga vahet pole :) Ongi rohkem enda róómuks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algas páev sellega, et pidin esimest páeva olema túdrukutega kahekesi... vói noh koduabiline oli ka, kes mulle náitas kus mis on jne. Sóin hommikust. Aa, kombed! Hommikusóók táhendab siin, et sa teed endale kohvi/kakaod ja sóód kórvale ntx kúpsiseid. Vói sobaod... vói muffineid. Ja loomulikult puuvilja! Sobao btw on kuidas óelda... mmm... nagu muffin, selline pehme, aga samas nagu kook vms. Kui Sa oled náinud Los Hombres de Pacot, siis Paco ógis neid kogu aeg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Párast káime Plaza Bizkaial, kus sóóme ja mángime.&lt;br /&gt;Kella úheks peab kodus tagasi olema, sest siis on lóunasóók ja seejárel láhevad túdrukud magama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eile káisime óhtupoole La Alameda't vaatamas, mis on flamencokool, aga see asub meie kodust úsna kaugel... Ise ma sinna minna ei oskaks... Ilma kaardita váhemalt mitte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil on siin maailma parimad jáátised! Sóin eile mingit sidruni-koorejáátist, mille María mulle Alaska'st ostis. See oli nagu mústiliselt hea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siis káisime supermercados. Ma selle nime ei máleta... mingi... Eroski vms oli :D See on midagi Maxima taolist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siin sóóvad nad enamasti liha ja salatit. Jamon on pea kogu aeg olemas. Ja chorizo. Kala ja krevette ostsime ka (Y) Ma oskasin ainult nina kirtsutada selle peale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu jaoks vóeti ka papaiyat, mille Ana pooleks astus xD&lt;br /&gt;Shokolaadi vóttis Leire poes lihtsalt paljaks :) Párast múúja ka naeris selle úle xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piimast... Selle nimi on Leche UHT ja seda on 9821374819749141 erinevat sorti. Isegi Astuuria piim oli xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et oma húgeenitarbed ise osta, pidin ma pikalt Maríaga vaidlema. Ta tahtis kindlalt ise maksta nende eest xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui me járjekorras ootasime, siis panid túdrukud plehku ja hakkasid móóda poodi ringi jooksma. Hakkasin siis ise ka móóda poodi neile járele jooksma. Mind nad eriti ei kuulanud. Kui ma nad lópuks kátte sain, siis olid vóórad nii armsad, et vaatamata úlipikale járjekorrale pakkusid nad ise, et ma nende ette tuleks :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tána viisime koduabilisega koos Ana tema esimesse ujumistundi ja peale seda káisime Plaza Bizkaial, kus mingid vóórad vintis mehed túdrukutega mángima hakkasid. Mul tuli kohe natuke hirm ja kui nad pakkusid, et me vóiks minna ja neile jáátist osta, siis páástsin ma meid sellega, et ma útlesin, et peame lóunat sóóma minema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sóime lóunat ja siis láksid túdrukud magama ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tánasest hakkasid aled ja ma sain just NG LI palga kátte. Saan núúd laiama minna xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hasta luego&lt;/em&gt; nagu nemad igal lahkumisel útlevad isegi vóórastele :D&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt; Que rico, ¿eh?&lt;/em&gt; - ma ei oskagi seda tólkida... seda óeldakse siis, kui miski on vága hea :P&lt;em&gt; Muy chulo&lt;/em&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Siin jalgpalli vaadata... Pole midagi paremat! :D &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Villa, Villa, Maravilla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2291461241700323548?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2291461241700323548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2291461241700323548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2291461241700323548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2291461241700323548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/07/que-rico-eh.html' title='Que rico, ¿eh?'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6964965285195863720</id><published>2010-06-30T00:30:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:59:33.571+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><title type='text'>Ahora estoy en Bilbao</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Seda et... jeap, ma olen Hispaanias. Baskimaal. Biskaia provinstis. Bilbaos. (Bilbao/&lt;em&gt;Bilbo&lt;/em&gt;, Vizkaya/&lt;em&gt;Bizkaia,&lt;/em&gt; País Vasco/&lt;em&gt;Euskadi&lt;/em&gt;, España)&lt;br /&gt;Minu esimene p2ev siin on kohe-kohe l2bi saamas. Ma peakski magama minema, aga ma ei tea, millal ma j´lle kirjutada saan. (Mind the Spanish keyboard -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eile ´rkasin kell 05.05 hommikul ja 6.30 l´ks mul buss Riia poole.&lt;br /&gt;Maailma armsaima teo tegi M, kes ilmus keset ññd mind ´ra saatma (aa) s+ita pool linna nii vara hommikul l´bi, et mind ´ra saata... iga`ks seda ei teeks!&lt;br /&gt;Ta t+i mulle tillukeseks kingiks "&lt;em&gt;I love football&lt;/em&gt;" s´rgi... ma olen kordi lahedam kui teine n``d :D &lt;em&gt;De verdad&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mu lend Riias hilines 30 minutit, aga Milaanosse j+udsime ikkagi +igeks ajaks. Santanderi lend aga hilines rohkem, sest hispaanlased streikisid... ofc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria tuli mulle vastu ja kui me Bilbaosse s+itsime, siis r´´kisime pm terve aja erinevatest Hispaania artistidest xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T´na k2isime Bilbao tripil ja ma kohtusin Ignacio emaga. Super armsad on k+ik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah ja t`drukud, Ana ja Leire, esialgu h´benesid, kuid kui nad juba musid jagatud said, siis julgesid minuga r´´kida ka :D Bilbao tripil nad juba m´ngisid minuga ja hoidsid k2est kinni jne :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meil on koduabiline...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm ja seda, et on t´pselt nii nagu seebikates: nad k´ivad v´lisjalan+udega kodus ringi. See on t2iesti normaalne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piim on maailma veidrama maitsega, sest neil on teate see k+rgkuumutatud piim vms, mis seisab umbes... aasta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puuviljasid on siis neil kohutavalt palju ja seda, et keegi ostaks v´lismaiseid banaane?! Meile tavalist Chiquita omasid mina poes n2inud ei ole xD Ikka Kanaarid, ikka Kanaarid :D&lt;br /&gt;Siin on ka sellised asju, mida ma elus n2inudki pole...mingid veidrad nektariin-virsikud, mis on nagu laiaks lññdud, n2iteks... midaiganes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homme pean ma Ana ujuma viima... vaatab mis sellest v´lja tuleb... Loodame, et ma ei feili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armastan,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6964965285195863720?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6964965285195863720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6964965285195863720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6964965285195863720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6964965285195863720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahora-estoy-en-bilbao.html' title='Ahora estoy en Bilbao'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4510968041678317572</id><published>2010-06-24T17:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T17:31:20.185+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au pair Hispaanias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><title type='text'>Varsti, varsti... ^^</title><content type='html'>1) Mul on mu kullakallis Dell Inpiron 1525 p*rses!&lt;br /&gt;2) Ma olen kolme päeva pärast Hispaanias!&lt;br /&gt;3) Mu arvuti on p*rses!&lt;br /&gt;4) Ma olen kolme päeva pärast Hispaanias!&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;1254648645212348548969) Mu arvuti on p*rses!&lt;br /&gt;1254648645212348548970) Ma olen kolme päeva pärast Hispaanias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Basically&lt;/em&gt; on nii, et ma olen hetkel tööl ja blogin. Sest see on viimane kord, mil ma seda teen ENNE kui ma Hispaanias olen. &lt;em&gt;Crazy&lt;/em&gt;. Ma ikka veel ei usu seda :_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yeah&lt;/em&gt;, mu läppar ei v6ta enam laadimisjuhet taha. Ei funka åldse. (Jah, ma tean, mu täppidega u'd omavad. Paremad ikka kui teil xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma hakkan Hispaanias olles kindlasti blogima, et te mu elukesega kursis oleksite. Ja kadestaksite. &lt;em&gt;Obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ma lahkun Eestist 28. juunil :) Ma lähen k6igepealt 6.40 bussiga Riiga, sealt Milaanosse (MA KÄIN ITAALIAS !!! xD) ja sealt siis Hispaaniasse... Santanderi, kuhu mulle vastu tullakse :) Teile teadmiseks olen ma kell 20.55 (kui lend ei hiline) Hispaanias (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma pean minema hakkama. Kodu ootab :) Ja jalgpall :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Näeme järgmisel nädalal :) Annan teile siis oma hispaania numbri ka kui kätte saan :)&lt;br /&gt;Msnime ja Skype'ime seal siis ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Os quiero&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;Ja midagi olulist veel: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;VIVA LA FURIA ROJA !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-4510968041678317572?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4510968041678317572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4510968041678317572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4510968041678317572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4510968041678317572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/06/varsti-varst.html' title='Varsti, varsti... ^^'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5343559121374006350</id><published>2010-06-10T22:02:00.008+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:33:38.880+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xavi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david villa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lewis hamilton'/><title type='text'>Un sueño se hará realidad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFMF2pe3RI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/X5z7hUyi3S8/s1600/El-puerto-de-Santurtzi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFMF2pe3RI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/X5z7hUyi3S8/s320/El-puerto-de-Santurtzi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481245884939164946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeap, quite right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, Álex ka kohe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playlist&lt;/span&gt;is mängib. Ta pole just Bilbaost, kuid Vitoria pole eriti kaugel ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tegelikult... Ma lähen Hispaaniasse. Wtf?! Mina? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFKLmBd4WI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3ctfjLyuYTk/s1600/bilbao-river-scene-near.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFKLmBd4WI/AAAAAAAAAZk/3ctfjLyuYTk/s320/bilbao-river-scene-near.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481243784532320610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei oska midagi kirjutada o.O Ma kirjutaks Bilbaost, aga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la verdad&lt;/span&gt;, ega ma sellest linnast midagi eriti ei tea xD Oleks ta asunud Astuurias, siis oleks ehk teadnud, aga Baskimaa on suht tundmatu minu jaoks :D välja arvatud San Sebastián, sest mu sõbranna elab seal :P&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Bilbaost ma kirjutan siis, kui kohal olen :D Kui mul mingisugunegi ettekujutus kohast on :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja augusti veedaks ma Zarautzis, mere ääres ^^ V b saan siis isegi Prantsusmaal ära käia, sest see oleks kõigest 40 km kaugusel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pere. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right.&lt;/span&gt; Isa, ema (insener ja bioloog) ja kaks imearmast tüdrukut ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nad olid nii nunnud, et lubasid mulle vaadata flamenco kursuseid ja nende hindu ^^ Pakkusid ka hispaania keele kursuseid, kuid ma arvan, et ema, kes inglise keelt üldse ei räägi ja vuristab &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;castellano&lt;/span&gt;t ainult, mil mina teen "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vale, vale, &lt;/span&gt;mhmh" ja mõtlen pingsalt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep up with her, keep up with her&lt;/span&gt;, on piisav kursus xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hetkel nad tunduvad olevat lihtsalt liiga head, et tõsi olla. Vaatab, mis kohapeal toimuma hakkab, aga meie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skype-call&lt;/span&gt;'idest tundub, et nad on lihtsalt... mul pole sõnu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFKT9MGY8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/84hhwaO1Hk0/s1600/bilbao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFKT9MGY8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/84hhwaO1Hk0/s320/bilbao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481243928189887426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalgpall hakkab :D sai seda ikka oodatud ka... ma hardly mäletan eelmist MMi... Noh, v&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFFihaABuI/AAAAAAAAAZc/n1p1h8_djXY/s1600/xavivilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFFihaABuI/AAAAAAAAAZc/n1p1h8_djXY/s320/xavivilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481238680871896802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Materazzi-Zidane intsident ofc. Seda ei unustata kunagi. See oleks nagu eile juhtunud. Ja siis seda pettumust, et Itaalia võitis...&lt;br /&gt;Well, yea, reeglina ma eelistan Prantsusmaale Itaaliat, kuid jalgpall on erand. Ma ei salli nende koondist absoluutselt. Ei meeldinud nad mulle ennem ja MMga nad suutsid oma maine nii täis teha, et... + Marco Materazzi on tüüp, keda ma vihkan isegi rohkem kui Lewis Hamiltoni O.O &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this must be something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga ma e põe :) Itaallased suht sakivad hetkel ja meie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la Selección&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mágico. Por real&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei hakka nimetama, kes mu lemmikud on :P ma mainiks kõik neist ära. Viimasel ajal on mul mingi thing Xaviga tulnud xD Ma lihtsalt ei saa üle, kui PARIM ta on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jah, ma ei saanud jätta Villat välja 8-) See on Hispaania vs Poola, kus me poolakatele 6:0 tegime...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brasiilia ja Portugal ühes alagrupis... teised alagrupid on sellised, kus ütled ära edasisaaja, kuid see.... varem oleks öelnud, et Brazil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the way&lt;/span&gt;, kuid nüüd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who knows&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma oleks finaali ajal Hispaanias... milline õnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada GP !!!&lt;br /&gt;1 aasta ilma selleta ja kuidagi jube imelik oli :P&lt;br /&gt;Me muidugi sakime, aga õnneks Fer annab lootust... seda on vaja, kui me Red Bullile ära tahame teha... eriti ei usu, et lootust on. Enam. Aga siiski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mul on ikka mingi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt; Soleá'dega..... veider :O hetkel Miguel Poveda "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En silencio&lt;/span&gt;" mängib.... lihtsalt võrratu (L) Mulle üldse meeldib Miguel :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mucho tengo que decirte, pero me llamo silencio... yo te lo digo callando, pero se entera mi cuerpo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("Mul on sulle nii palju öelda, aga mu nimi on vaikus... ma ütlen seda sulle vaikides, aga seda teab mu keha" vms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma käin tööl, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;, ma käin tööl. Homme lähen juba kolmandat korda. Mul on selline leping, et käin siis, kui saan. Jaanipäeva ajal olen ka tööl... saan kahekordse palga ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ma käisin shoppamas. Ma ei usu seda ise ka xD Ma isegi ostsin endale topi ja... asja, mis tšeki järgi on t-särk xD teate küll....sellised varrukate moodi asi, eest seotav :D B'l on sama sugune, mul oli vaja :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ma peaks magama minema...&lt;br /&gt;Homme vara tööle :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Dormid bien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5343559121374006350?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5343559121374006350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5343559121374006350&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5343559121374006350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5343559121374006350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-sueno-se-hara-realidad.html' title='Un sueño se hará realidad'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TBFMF2pe3RI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/X5z7hUyi3S8/s72-c/El-puerto-de-Santurtzi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3512188258085536716</id><published>2010-06-08T00:09:00.005+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T00:46:16.959+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis fonsi'/><title type='text'>"Te vas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TA1mSbybz-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dmmVtFmVud8/s1600/6l46t7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TA1mSbybz-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dmmVtFmVud8/s320/6l46t7b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480148788462735330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Te vas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amor Secreto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Será verdad mi amor&lt;br /&gt;Me has dicho que te vas&lt;br /&gt;Que todo aquel amor por mí&lt;br /&gt;En ti no existe más&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muero por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Es tan difícil aceptar&lt;br /&gt;Que te pierdo, que te marchas&lt;br /&gt;Y que este adiós es el final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando un amor es grande y verdadero&lt;br /&gt;Como este que a tu lado yo viví&lt;br /&gt;Perderlo te destruye y sientes miedo&lt;br /&gt;Te dan ganas de morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ese amor se va, se va la vida&lt;br /&gt;Todo es gris en soledad&lt;br /&gt;Se llora como nunca más,&lt;br /&gt;Porque nada es más difícil de olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Y tu me has dicho que te vas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé que voy a hacer amor&lt;br /&gt;No puedo imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Mi vida continuar sin ti&lt;br /&gt;No quiero ni pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muero por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Cada momento más y más&lt;br /&gt;Y siento que ya estoy herido&lt;br /&gt;Que este adiós me va a matar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando un amor es grande y verdadero&lt;br /&gt;Como este que a tu lado yo viví&lt;br /&gt;Perderlo te destruye y sientes miedo&lt;br /&gt;Te dan ganas de morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ese amor se va, se va la vida&lt;br /&gt;Todo es gris en soledad&lt;br /&gt;Se llora como nunca más,&lt;br /&gt;Porque nada es más difícil de olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Y tu me has dicho que te vas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quisiera que esto fuera un mal sueño nada más&lt;br /&gt;Que todo terminara con tu beso al despertar&lt;br /&gt;Pero así son las cosas de la vida ...&lt;br /&gt;Y me vas a dejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando un amor es grande y verdadero&lt;br /&gt;Como este que a tu lado yo viví&lt;br /&gt;Perderlo te destruye y sientes miedo&lt;br /&gt;Te dan ganas de morir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ese amor se va, se va la vida&lt;br /&gt;Todo es gris en soledad&lt;br /&gt;Se llora como nunca más,&lt;br /&gt;Porque nada es más difícil de olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Y tu me has dicho que te vas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sa lähed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See sai tõeks, mu arm,&lt;br /&gt;Sa ütlesid mulle, et sa lähed&lt;br /&gt;Et kugu seda armastust minu vastu&lt;br /&gt;Sinus enam ei ole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suren enda sees&lt;br /&gt;Sellega on nii raske leppida&lt;br /&gt;Et su kaotan, et la lahkud&lt;br /&gt;Ja et see hüvastijätt ongi lõpp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui üks armastus on suur ja tõeline&lt;br /&gt;Nagu see, mida sinu kõrval tundsin*&lt;br /&gt;Selle kaotamine hävitab u ja sa tunned hirmu&lt;br /&gt;Sa tahaksid surra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui see armastus lahkub, lahkub elu&lt;br /&gt;Kõik on üksinduses must*&lt;br /&gt;Nutan nagu ei kunagi varem,&lt;br /&gt;Sest midagi muud pole raskem unustada&lt;br /&gt;Ja sa ütlesid mulle, et sa lähed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei tea, mis ma nüüd teen, kallis*,&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei suuda ette kujutada&lt;br /&gt;Oma elu edasi minevat ilma sinuta&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei taha sellele isegi mõelda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suren enda sees&lt;br /&gt;Iga hetkega rohkem ja rohkem&lt;br /&gt;Ja tunnen, et olen haavatud&lt;br /&gt;Et see hüvastijätt tapab mu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Kui üks armastus on suur ja tõeline&lt;br /&gt;Nagu see, mida sinu kõrval tundsin&lt;br /&gt;Selle kaotamine hävitab u ja sa tunned hirmu&lt;br /&gt;Sa tahaksid surra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui see armastus lahkub, lahkub elu&lt;br /&gt;Kõik on üksinduses must&lt;br /&gt;Nutan nagu ei kunagi varem,&lt;br /&gt;Sest midagi muud pole raskem unustada&lt;br /&gt;Ja sa ütlesid mulle, et sa lähed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahaksin, et see oleks olnud halb uni, mitte midagi enamat&lt;br /&gt;Et kõik lõppeks ärgates suudlusega&lt;br /&gt;Aga päriselt on asjad nii*&lt;br /&gt;Ja sa jätad mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px;font-family:arial,tahoma,verdana;font-size:14px;"  &gt;Kui üks armastus on suur ja tõeline&lt;br /&gt;Nagu see, mida sinu kõrval tundsin&lt;br /&gt;Selle kaotamine hävitab u ja sa tunned hirmu&lt;br /&gt;Sa tahaksid surra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui see armastus lahkub, lahkub elu&lt;br /&gt;Kõik on üksinduses must&lt;br /&gt;Nutan nagu ei kunagi varem,&lt;br /&gt;Sest midagi muud pole raskem unustada&lt;br /&gt;Ja sa ütlesid mulle, et sa lähed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gris&lt;/span&gt;" - hall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;" - armastus, arm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero así son las cosas de la vida&lt;/span&gt;" - Aga asjad on elus nii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTYULHMIAnA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rTYULHMIAnA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See lugu on minu jaoks eriline... Avastasin selle 2008 aasta detsembris... Tõlkega ma just rahul pole, aga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; oh well&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abracitos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-3512188258085536716?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3512188258085536716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3512188258085536716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3512188258085536716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3512188258085536716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/06/te-vas.html' title='&quot;Te vas&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TA1mSbybz-I/AAAAAAAAAZM/dmmVtFmVud8/s72-c/6l46t7b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6594700843881999100</id><published>2010-05-26T12:39:00.011+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T14:10:42.871+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>Fiesta Fenomen 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_z6bn7vtTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/XY-anvk5OTk/s1600/Copy+of+Flamenco+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_z6bn7vtTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/XY-anvk5OTk/s320/Copy+of+Flamenco+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475526599458665778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pole veel oma muljetest kirjutanud *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pühapäev, 23. mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selleks, et ma midagi maha ei unustaks tegin ma lausa endale nimekirja asjadest, mida mul vaja on :D&lt;br /&gt;Umbes kolmveerand neljaks olin ma juba NO99's, kus ma teiste proove vaatasin.&lt;br /&gt;Vara pidin kohale tulema selleks, et koos keskmistega teha kastanjeti-Sevillanase ja Alegríase proovi. Juba kahe prooviga olin ma surmväsinud ja üleni higine xD&lt;br /&gt;Õnneks oli natuke pausi ja siis peale Soleá proovi kohe kõik need tantsud, mida mina koos suurte rühmaga teen ehk siis mustlasrumba, Mayte-rumba ja Bulerías.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0ADIWS2LI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8P2A78v6hiY/s1600/28585_410601349448_835014448_4008594_3592327_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0ADIWS2LI/AAAAAAAAAXU/8P2A78v6hiY/s320/28585_410601349448_835014448_4008594_3592327_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475532775732992178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis hakkas edasi-tagasi sagimine pihta xD Oli vähe aega, A pidi kitarristidega Sevillanase proovi tegema ja mul oli soengut vaja. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;! Pooleldi tegin endale siis ise soengu. Aa ja korseti kinninöörimine on i k k a v e e l täiesti ebareaalselt vastik tegevus (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Õnneks jõudsime normaalselt valmis ja ma jõudsin isegi A'le soengu teha (väga ilusa sealjuures :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not proud&lt;/span&gt;, noup :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0BOeGXrPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_QlYO-7R8Eg/s1600/28585_410601524448_835014448_4008612_266173_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0BOeGXrPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/_QlYO-7R8Eg/s320/28585_410601524448_835014448_4008612_266173_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475534070061968626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esimeseks tantsuks oli kastanjeti-Sevillanas, mida mina ka tantsisin. Sellele järgnes 3 minutiline riietevahetus, millega pidin saama lahti korsetist - igavene TÜÜTU töö! Õnneks olid mu rühmakaaslased need, kes mulle sukapükse jalga panid ja mind riidest lahti võtsid xD&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0ASdZgL0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/4EUg5d8XSMI/s1600/28585_410601344448_835014448_4008593_3366766_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0ASdZgL0I/AAAAAAAAAXk/4EUg5d8XSMI/s320/28585_410601344448_835014448_4008593_3366766_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475533039081631554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jõudsin nii end valmis küll, kuigi kingad said jalga ikka hetk ennem lavale minekut. Tegime siis Mayte-rumba. Pärast seda oli minul päris mitu tantsu aega riideid vahetada, sest mustlasrumba oli alles nelja tantsu pärast ja üks vahepealsetest oli Soleá, mis kestab niikuinii natuke rohkem kui 5 minutit. Ennem ja pärast Soleád aitasin ma Al riideid vahetada ja Soleá ajal üritasin väikseid vait olema sundida, aga see pole nii lihtne kui arvata võib -.-&lt;br /&gt;Kui kitarristid oma Andaluusia tantsu mängisid, siis tundus see lõputu xD Sellele järgnes Sevillanas ja hullem sagimine A kastanjettidega xD Mustlasrumba ja siis kaks tantsu, et Alegríase roheline kleit ja korsett (UUESTI) selga saada -.- Mul nööriti isegi korsett kinni samal ajal, kui Ma mulle võrksukki jalga pani xD&lt;br /&gt;Pärast Alegríast oli üks tants, et kogu kostüüm ära saada ja Buleríase kleit selga saada, millel antud hetkel lukk&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0AjKAN9uI/AAAAAAAAAXs/O3SVBe0OLnU/s1600/28585_410601429448_835014448_4008603_4847700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0AjKAN9uI/AAAAAAAAAXs/O3SVBe0OLnU/s320/28585_410601429448_835014448_4008603_4847700_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475533325933082338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jupsis (YY).&lt;br /&gt;Bulerías oli ühtlasi ka viimane tants ja me olime ülimalt meelitatud, kui meid uuesti lavale tagasi kutsuti ning me esitasime Buleríase uuesti, kuigi me olime täiesti surmväsinud. Viimase Buleríasega avastasin ma juba esimeste koputustega, et mu vasak puus on VÄGA valus. Ma isegi koperdasin natuke selletõttu -.- Kõige parem osa oli siiski E "saba". Nimelt &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0A_NGNxCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3Fwo6ql42D8/s1600/28585_410601479448_835014448_4008607_3205792_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0A_NGNxCI/AAAAAAAAAX0/3Fwo6ql42D8/s320/28585_410601479448_835014448_4008607_3205792_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475533807799878690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ta kleidi alumine pits rebenes ja siis see ei tulnud kuidagi ära :D&lt;br /&gt;Pärast oli veel tore kuulda, et meid oli kaalutud isegi kolmandat korda tagasi kutsuda, kuid otsustatud, et me oleme &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0AMzlmSqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XsTWPOwgP-A/s1600/28585_410601394448_835014448_4008600_1569891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0AMzlmSqI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XsTWPOwgP-A/s320/28585_410601394448_835014448_4008600_1569891_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475532941958728354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tõenäoliselt liiga väsinud (milles nad ei eksinud tegelikult xD).&lt;br /&gt;Kokkuvõttes läks meil väga hästi &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0BkVzocJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rWFtrLe9vTQ/s1600/28585_410601514448_835014448_4008611_6719371_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_0BkVzocJI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rWFtrLe9vTQ/s320/28585_410601514448_835014448_4008611_6719371_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475534445793013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;Kontserdile järgnes väike &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;afterparty &lt;/span&gt;ja koju jõudsin ma alles natuke ennem ühte. Koolis olin ma küll järgmine päev täiesti zombie, kuid ma ei kahetse, hästi tore oli ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eurovisioonist on kahju, meie laul edasi ei saanud, kuid ega keegi seda vist ei lootnudki, sest Eurovisioonil sellist muusikat ei armastata.&lt;br /&gt;Midagi eriti head seal eile ka ei olnud, mis eriti meelde oleks jäänud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un beso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6594700843881999100?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6594700843881999100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6594700843881999100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6594700843881999100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6594700843881999100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/fiesta-fenomen-10_26.html' title='Fiesta Fenomen 10'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_z6bn7vtTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/XY-anvk5OTk/s72-c/Copy+of+Flamenco+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2205394687492219592</id><published>2010-05-21T22:58:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:05:22.138+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Word Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Cell Phone?&lt;/b&gt; Nokia 5310 Xpressmusic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hair?&lt;/b&gt; Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your  Mother?&lt;/b&gt; Protective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Father?&lt;/b&gt; Laconic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Favorite  Food?&lt;/b&gt; Lasagne   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dream Last Night?&lt;/b&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your  Favorite Drink?&lt;/b&gt; Sangria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Dream/Goal?&lt;/b&gt; Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What  Room Are You In?&lt;/b&gt; Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hobby?&lt;/b&gt; Flamenco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your  Fear?&lt;/b&gt; Spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where Do You See Yourself In Six Years?&lt;/b&gt; Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where Were You Last Night?&lt;/b&gt; Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something  That You Aren’t?&lt;/b&gt; Dishonest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Muffins?&lt;/b&gt; Chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish List  Item?&lt;/b&gt; Lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where Did You Grow Up?&lt;/b&gt; Tallinn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last  Thing You Did?&lt;/b&gt; Flamenco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Are You Wearing?&lt;/b&gt; Shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your  TV?&lt;/b&gt; Off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Pets?&lt;/b&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends?&lt;/b&gt; the Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your  Life?&lt;/b&gt; Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Mood?&lt;/b&gt; Compassionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Missing Someone?&lt;/b&gt;  24/7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vehicle?&lt;/b&gt; Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something You Aren’t Wearing?&lt;/b&gt;  Socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Favorite Store?&lt;/b&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Favorite  Color?&lt;/b&gt; Red (&amp;amp; orange :S)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Was The Last Time You Laughed?&lt;/b&gt; Hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last  Time You Cried?&lt;/b&gt; Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Best Friend?&lt;/b&gt; Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One  Place You Go To Over And Over Again?&lt;/b&gt; Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facebook?&lt;/b&gt;  Yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Place To Eat?&lt;/b&gt; Steffani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2205394687492219592?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2205394687492219592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2205394687492219592&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2205394687492219592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2205394687492219592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-word-tag.html' title='One Word Tag'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2986443889344997016</id><published>2010-05-21T22:13:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T22:51:07.140+03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                                                                           &lt;p&gt;Go to your music player, set it to  shuffle/random, and answer the  following questions with the title of  the FIRST song that you skip to  each time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No cheating!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you reached the top of Mount Everest, you would scream:&lt;/p&gt;Tiziano Ferro - Il sole esiste per tutti (Päike on kõigile)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The next time you stand up in front of a group of people, you’ll say:&lt;/p&gt;Luis Fonsi - No me doy por vencido (versión ranchera) (Ma ei loobu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your favorite thing to say when drunk is:&lt;/p&gt;Dima Bilan - Between The Sky And Heaven&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your message to the world:&lt;/p&gt;David Bustamante - Así es tu forma de amor (Selline on sinu viis armastada)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you think of your best friend you think:&lt;/p&gt;David Bisbal - Mi princesa (Mu printsess - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tunne end erilisena, A, nüüd&lt;/span&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your deepest secret:&lt;/p&gt;El Sueño de Morfeo - Cosas que diran (Asjad, millest räägitakse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wtf?! &lt;/span&gt;:D )&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your innermost desire:&lt;/p&gt;??? - El Padre Santo de Roma (Tangos) (Rooma paavst - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt; xD)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your oldest memory makes you think:&lt;/p&gt;Luis Fonsi - Tu amor&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Somewhere in your wedding vows, you’ll include:&lt;/p&gt;Álex Ubago con Amaia Montero - Sin miedo a nada (Hirmuta millegi vastu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On your deathbed, you’ll whisper:&lt;/p&gt;Rakim y Ken-y - Igual que ayer (Sama nagu eile xD xD xD)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your friends say behind your back:&lt;/p&gt;Álex Ubago - Me arrepiento (Ma kahetsen - ??? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mida sa kahetsed?&lt;/span&gt; O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You say behind your friends’ back:&lt;/p&gt;Dima Bilan - Creer (Usk, või tegelikult uskuma)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you wake up in the morning, you mutter:&lt;/p&gt;Café Quijano - La duda enterna (Kogu kahtlus)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you found yourself lost on a desert island, you’d yell:&lt;/p&gt;Adam Lambert - Music Again (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o rly?&lt;/span&gt; xD)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now, your feelings are:&lt;/p&gt;El Sueño de Morfeo - En un rincon (Ühes nurgas)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What’s your excuse for reposting this:&lt;/p&gt;El Sueño de Morfeo - Chocar (Kokkupõrge, või tegelikult kokku põrkama)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your life’s soundtrack:&lt;/p&gt;El Sueño de Morfeo - Nunca volverá (Ta ei tule kunagi tagasi)&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The day you fall in love will be the day that:&lt;/p&gt;Café Quijano - Todo es mentira (Kõik on vale - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irooniline&lt;/span&gt; :O )&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your farewell message to the readers of this :&lt;/p&gt;David Bustamante - Ni una lagrima más (Enam mitte ühtki pisarat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2986443889344997016?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2986443889344997016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2986443889344997016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2986443889344997016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2986443889344997016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/go-to-your-music-player-set-it-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2081341270732108956</id><published>2010-05-19T12:06:00.010+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:26:23.806+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>Smile! You're in Spain</title><content type='html'>Eile esinesime Integratsiooni ja Migratsiooni Sihtasutuse Meie Inimesed korraldatud hispaania päeval Saue mõisas. Esitasime kahes blokis kokku 6 tantsu (millest mina 4: Mustlasrumba, Mayte-rumba, kastanjeti-Sevillanase ja Buleríase).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algas kogu asi nii, et me oma üliägedates feriakleitidest (eriti mina ¬¬' ) pidime saabuvaid "külalisi" tervitama. Kogu point oli selles, et nad saabuvad "lennukiga" Hispaaniasse feriale, kus pidu juba käib. Ilmaga meil vedas, sest isegi Cristina (keeleõpetaja Hispaaniast) ütles, et nii palav on, et me nagu olekski &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O1cXq_ucI/AAAAAAAAAWM/r_9mPVQQdcY/s1600/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O1cXq_ucI/AAAAAAAAAWM/r_9mPVQQdcY/s320/IMG_2597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472917471180601794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hispaanias. Iseenesest me ei põdenud, et pärast Sevillanase esimest osa kõik juba higist tilkusid, sest see tekitas õige tunde :D Pani nagu unustama, et me Eestis oleme ja mina kõigest 10 minuti tee kaugusel mõisast elan.  Suurema osa ajast tantsisin A'ga (mmm... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me loves very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much to dance with her&lt;/span&gt; xD), kuid ka Annega, kes midagi muud peale "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Vamos, chicas!&lt;/span&gt;" ei öelnudki xD&lt;br /&gt;Üks väike tüdruk, kui ma ei eksi, siis Paula?, jagas meile toomingaoksi (aa).&lt;br /&gt;Cristina, kui me ennem peo algust riideid vahetasime, tuli meie "garderoobi" ja esimene asi, mis ta tegi oli kohe "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Hola! ¿Qué tal estáis? ¡Vaya, que guapas!&lt;/span&gt;" st vaatamata sellele, et ta eesti keelt räägib täiuslikult (tal on super-hüper-mega aktsent (L)), tuli ta meiega ikka hispaania keeles rääkima xD See, et ma flamencot tantsin ei võrdu tegelikult sellega, et ma hispaania keelt ka räägin :O Meist kõik (va M) on küll hispaania keelt õppinud, aga see pole ju &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;obvious&lt;/span&gt;, et me keelt rääkima peame? :/&lt;br /&gt;Samal ajal kui me Sevillanast tantsida vihtusime ja hispaaniaõpetajad meile hüüdeid karjusid, pakuti "külalistele Eestist" &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O4V2dH0EI/AAAAAAAAAWU/51I54J23X7w/s1600/145194575_405022fa50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O4V2dH0EI/AAAAAAAAAWU/51I54J23X7w/s320/145194575_405022fa50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472920657719709762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;viinamarjamahla ja puuvilju. (Thank god, neile tuli meelde meile ka juua pakkuda, sest me tõesti sulasime seal lõõskava päikese käes oma uhketes feriakleitides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muide! Mul tuli teksti kirjutamise vahele hetkel geniaalsusesööst! Ma teen oma feriakleidist pilti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ülejäänud aja me patseerisime niisama ringi ja olime ilusad xD Korra pidin käima emal abiks :/ Nimelt oli eile vennal sünnipäev ja emps vajas mu ISIC kaarti, et pitsadelt allahindlust saada. Eks ma siis oma üliomavas feriakleidis käisin Peetri Pizzas (Y) õnneks tuli A minuga kaasa, seega polnud ainuke &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loca&lt;/span&gt; xD ja veel suuremaks õnneks ma ühtki klassikaaslast ei näinud :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O68fXoQTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ny1NVL8FxqU/s1600/2753680695_537c53b13b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O68fXoQTI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ny1NVL8FxqU/s320/2753680695_537c53b13b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472923520560808242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne õpetas naistele lihtsamaid samme, puusadetööd ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;palmas&lt;/span&gt;'t (plaksutamist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ennem esimest blokki tantse saime süüa - PAELLA! (L) Ja kõrvale kas siis viinamarjamahla või SANGRIAT! :) Isegi A jõi sangriat xD See polnud kange ka muidugi, kuigi seal peale punase veini ja mahlade veel kõvasti rummi ja likööri sees oli. (Pildid pole minu tehtud, sest mul polnud kaamerat kaasas, aga otsisin võimalikult sarnased, et te teaksite mida ma seal sõin, sest nii paellasid kui ka sangriat on sadat erinevat sorti xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui meid sisse juhatati, siis küsiti rahvalt, kas nad flamencot tahavad? "¡Síiiiiii!" *Meilt* "Kas te olete valmis?" "¡Síiiiiii!" *lollakad*&lt;br /&gt;Esimeses blokis esitasime oma mustlasrumba (rumba flamenca), millega mina alles esimest korda esinesin (ma lihtsalt armastan seda tantsu! Pealegi oma musta pitsiga lillades pluusides, musta pitsiga lillades seelikutes, lilla lille ja lilla kammiga näeme me lihtsalt vaimustavad välja :D Kuigi lillad kõrvarõngad on paras piin xD Need on VÄGA rasked :/)&lt;br /&gt;Soolo osa tegi seekord Anne oma Alboreá kleidis, sest ta tantsis kohe pärast rumbat Alboreá'd.&lt;br /&gt;Me aga vahetasime riided ja tegime siis Mayte-rumbat. Kõik läks väga normaalselt kuni lõpupoosini (mul peaks vist siin kuskil olema pilt ka lõpupoosist...), kus, kuna me betoonil tantsisime, oli palju tillukesi kive ja ma suutsin just nii nende peale astuda, et mul &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PABv0vlWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RoFEKdy-qi4/s1600/IMG_2598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PABv0vlWI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RoFEKdy-qi4/s320/IMG_2598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472929108435375458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jalg väga taha libises ja ma pea-aegu tasakaalu kaotasin. Well, ma kaotasingi, kuid haarasin parema käega K käest kinni, et tasakaalu hoida xD (vasak pool publiku poole, lõpetame küljega). Vat see oli &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epic&lt;/span&gt;. See kord õnnistasime oma uued kõrvarõngad ka sisse, mis on ÜLIsuured xD (yes, I'll take a photo of my earrings too xD). A tantsis aga nii hoogsalt, et üks kõrvarõngas minema lendas (Y). Ennem kui ta oma kõrvarõngatagust otsima hakkas, vahetas ta riideid, sest Sevillanast tantsis ta mustlasrumba riietes. Killu pani ta maha aga sellega, et vahetas pluusi ära ja hõiskas, et võib nii otsima minna. *paus* Ja kõik hakkavad naerma. A tahtis pitsiväel minna (Y) Vat see oleks ülim nali olnud xD&lt;br /&gt;Kui ma talle appi otsima läksin, siis aitasid teda kõik lapsed, kes peol olid xD Kahjuks ainuke asi, mille me leidsime oli kellegi juuksenõel :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blokkide vahel esinesid laulmist õppinud inimesed "Guantanamera'ga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teine blokk algas Sevillanasega, mis läks tavapäraselt. Teist ja kolmandat osa tantsisime otse ja esimest ja neljandat tantsisin A'ga.&lt;br /&gt;Siis esitasid teised Garrotín'i, kui meie vahetasime riideid Buleríase jaoks, mis oli viimane tants. Seda oleme me harjutanud juba talvest saati ja eile oli teine kord, mil me seda esitasime. Seal olid ühed koputused, mida keegi eriti teha ei tahtnud, sest ainuke mõte peas oli "Vaesed kingad...". Mina pea-aegu teesklesin nende tegemist, seda enam, et koputused niikuinii välja eriti ei kostnud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaatajate kohta pean ütlema, et mul pole vist kunagi paremat publikut olnud. Nad tõesti vilistasid meile jms. Neile tõesti meeldis :) Tavaline on selline "Jah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not impressed&lt;/span&gt;, oh! Plaksutama peab või?" olek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pärast meie esinemisi esinesid need, kes Annega mustlasrumba põhiasju õppisid. Meie A'ga tantsisime ka, et "massi tekitada" xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PFQHtbMKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/kHAVzIhIRnY/s1600/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PFQHtbMKI/AAAAAAAAAWs/kHAVzIhIRnY/s320/IMG_2594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472934852923437218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PFaqEpF6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/FDOUsTiUsD4/s1600/IMG_2595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_PFaqEpF6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/FDOUsTiUsD4/s320/IMG_2595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472935033946314658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sõime mingisuguseid šokolaadiga kaetud kooke, mis olid nagu... m ü s t i l i s e l t head!&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda läksid teised minema ja A otsustas minna rongiga, et kauemaks mõisa jääda. Jõime siis kahekesi mahlapakke tühjaks (klaasid olid otsas xD) ja jalutasime mõisapargis. Tehti teatavaks viktoriini (milles me ei osalenud) õiged vastused. Saime kõik neid ise karjuda xD Me teadsime pea-aegu kõiki vastuseid :D Barcelona OM aastat ntx mitte, aga Hispaania jalgpallureid küll xD Peale küsimuse ettelugemist T karjub "David Villa" 8-) ja siis tulevad teised vastused nagu Raúl, Torres, Casillas jne :D&lt;br /&gt;Saime veel Hispaaniaga seotud staffi nagu võtmepaela ja märke.&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda läksime koju ka. Minu juurde jõudes esimese asjana me jõime külma vett ja siis vajusime minu diivani peale kokku xD Lihtsalt selline väsimus oli peal :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Täna ma koolis ka ei käinud, sest kõik lihased valutavad + jalad kivil ja asfaltil tantsimisest ning väsimuse pidin välja magama. Tean, et oleksin pidanud kooli minema, aga ma lihtsalt ei suutnud :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que estéis bien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2081341270732108956?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2081341270732108956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2081341270732108956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2081341270732108956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2081341270732108956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile-youre-in-spain.html' title='Smile! You&apos;re in Spain'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_O1cXq_ucI/AAAAAAAAAWM/r_9mPVQQdcY/s72-c/IMG_2597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6894667506594870349</id><published>2010-05-17T16:20:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:42:26.994+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael schumacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>18 up</title><content type='html'>Uhhh... palav :D Mustlasrumba võtab võhmale küll xD&lt;br /&gt;Kuna mul täna "erakorraline" trenn ja homme Saue mõisas esinemine, siis oli vaja see uuesti selgeks saada ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently - I suck&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja Fer sõitis end eile viimaselt kohalt kuuendaks :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mis tähendab 18 kohta üles ;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, I'm not proud, not at all&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;+ Schumi sai owni täiega - lihtsalt võrratu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viimasel ajal pole mul eriti midagi kirjutada olnud... ka täna :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, loodetavasti teile meeldib mu uus&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; template&lt;/span&gt; :D Ma ise ole üpris rahul xD Kuigi esialgu tundus, et Itaalia värvide vahetamine selle vastu võttis Fernandolt kogu õnne -.- Nimelt laupäeval sõitis ta 3. vabatreeningul seina ja lõhkus auto nii ära, et ta kvalifikatsiooni kaasa ei teinud -.- sellest ka viimaselt kohalt alustamine -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tqm,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_FG5PYRjlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J6GTIj_Otpw/s1600/fiestafenomen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_FG5PYRjlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J6GTIj_Otpw/s320/fiestafenomen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472232971426696786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6894667506594870349?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6894667506594870349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6894667506594870349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6894667506594870349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6894667506594870349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/18-up.html' title='18 up'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S_FG5PYRjlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/J6GTIj_Otpw/s72-c/fiestafenomen.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6128157068261270621</id><published>2010-05-13T16:42:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:46:35.506+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>Fiesta Fenomen 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;toimub teatris NO 99 (Sakala 3) flamencostuudio  "Fiesta" esimene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    juubelietendus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                                            FIESTA  FENOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                                                     10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    Tantsivad kõik "Fiesta" rühmad,  lisaks nostalgilised meenutused ja &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    külalised!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    Eriti oodatud on kõik "Fiesta"  endised tantsijad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    Piletid 75/100 krooni saadaval tund  enne algust kohapeal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;                                    Ostes  kolm või enam piletit kõik 75  krooni!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;Info ja broneerimine tel. 56983864  ja/või anne.studiofiesta@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ka on võimalik mulle öelda, et piletit soovid ;) Võin Annele öelda, et ta pileti kinni paneks ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="ds34"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6128157068261270621?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6128157068261270621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6128157068261270621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6128157068261270621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6128157068261270621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/fiesta-fenomen-10.html' title='Fiesta Fenomen 10'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5143798949290945005</id><published>2010-05-10T18:21:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:15:41.135+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis fonsi'/><title type='text'>"Para mí"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S-glQV9g8JI/AAAAAAAAAV0/RMZdYz-4w6w/s1600/51X2KDEJ88L._SL500_AA240_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S-glQV9g8JI/AAAAAAAAAV0/RMZdYz-4w6w/s320/51X2KDEJ88L._SL500_AA240_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469662710144757906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Para mí"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paso a Paso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 20px; font-size: 14px; font-family: arial,tahoma,verdana;"&gt;Yo te quiero, ya no espero&lt;br /&gt;Te llevo amarrada al corazón&lt;br /&gt;Eres mía, como el cielo&lt;br /&gt;Que se abren en nuestra habitación&lt;br /&gt;Esos ojos, son mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Verdes como el mar en tu interior&lt;br /&gt;Cuando miras, me enamoras&lt;br /&gt;Y algo cambia de color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda la vida, toda la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Ya las tengo aquí, eres para mí.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el futuro, todo el presente&lt;br /&gt;Ya los tengo aquí, eres todo para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un camino, un destino,&lt;br /&gt;un lugar en donde a salvo estar.&lt;br /&gt;Un abrazo, suficiente, para imaginarnos lo demás&lt;br /&gt;Esos ojos, son mi espejo&lt;br /&gt;No preciso replicarme en nada más&lt;br /&gt;Yo te quiero, ya no espero&lt;br /&gt;Junto a mi te quedarás&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda la vida, toda la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Ya las tengo aquí, eres para mí.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el futuro, todo el presente&lt;br /&gt;Ya los tengo aquí, eres todo para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mi corazón, para mi alegría,&lt;br /&gt;para hacer una fiesta cada día.&lt;br /&gt;Para mi corazón, para mi esperanza,&lt;br /&gt;porque sobre tu amor, mi amor descansa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cómo dice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda la vida, toda la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Ya las tengo aquí, eres para mí.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el futuro, todo el presente&lt;br /&gt;Ya los tengo aquí, eres todo para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda la vida, toda la suerte&lt;br /&gt;Ya las tengo aquí, eres para mí.&lt;br /&gt;Todo el futuro, todo el presente&lt;br /&gt;Ya los tengo aquí, eres todo para mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es todo para mí… oh, es todo para mí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Minu jaoks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;Ma armastan sind, enam ma ei oota&lt;br /&gt;Sind aheldatuna kannan südames&lt;br /&gt;Oled minu, nagu taevas,&lt;br /&gt;mis avaneb meie toast.&lt;br /&gt;Need silmad, need on minu silmad,&lt;br /&gt;rohelised nagu meri sinu sees.&lt;br /&gt;Kui vaatad, paned mind endasse armuma&lt;br /&gt;Ja miski muudab värvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kogu elu, kogu õnn&lt;br /&gt;on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks.&lt;br /&gt;Kogu tulevik, kogu olevik&lt;br /&gt;on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks kõik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks tee, üks saatus,&lt;br /&gt;üks koht, kus on kindel olla.&lt;br /&gt;Üks kallistus, piisav, et ette kujutada teisi&lt;br /&gt;Need silmad, need on minu peeglid,&lt;br /&gt;midagi pole vaja vastata.&lt;br /&gt;Ma armastan sind, enam ma ei oota,&lt;br /&gt;sa jääd minu kõrvale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kogu elu, kogu õnn&lt;br /&gt;on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks.&lt;br /&gt;Kogu tulevik, kogu olevik&lt;br /&gt;on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks kõik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu südameks, minu õnneks,&lt;br /&gt;et pidu kestaks iga päev.&lt;br /&gt;Minu südameks, minu lootuseks,&lt;br /&gt;sest läbi sinu armastuse minu arm puhkab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Cómo dice?&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kogu elu, kogu õnn&lt;br /&gt; on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks.&lt;br /&gt; Kogu tulevik, kogu olevik&lt;br /&gt; on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks kõik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kogu elu, kogu õnn&lt;br /&gt; on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks.&lt;br /&gt; Kogu tulevik, kogu olevik&lt;br /&gt; on mul juba siin, oled minu jaoks kõik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See on minu jaoks.... see on minu jaoks kõik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Cómo dice?&lt;/span&gt;" - Sellele eesti keeles vastet ei ole (või on?). Sõna otses mõttes tähendab see muidugi "Mida see ütleb?", kuid mõeldakse selle all nagu "Kuidas see käis?" vms. Noh, et rahvast kaasa laulma panna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_GZYNEy_UA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j_GZYNEy_UA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5143798949290945005?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5143798949290945005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5143798949290945005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5143798949290945005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5143798949290945005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-mi.html' title='&quot;Para mí&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S-glQV9g8JI/AAAAAAAAAV0/RMZdYz-4w6w/s72-c/51X2KDEJ88L._SL500_AA240_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3675022896719963917</id><published>2010-04-25T22:16:00.012+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:14:56.720+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><title type='text'>Ou. Mai. Gaad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SW-QCI3QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/AnYTxxKwnrI/s1600/montuiri-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SW-QCI3QI/AAAAAAAAAUs/AnYTxxKwnrI/s320/montuiri-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464158244107246850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Need kolm sõna. Need kolm pagana sõna karjuvad mu peas juba viimased paar tundi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;, ma ei kirjuta kõige esimesi emotsioone, sest ma tegelesin vene keele kirja kirjutamisega (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really cool, I know&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Okei... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Calm down&lt;/span&gt;, kõik on tavaline.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;EI OLE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MULLE PAKUTI TÖÖD MONTUIRIS MALLORCAL !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen nagu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overexcited *runs around crazily*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kõige parem on see, et Cati leidis minu, mitte mina teda seega&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; she wants me to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt; au pair ! :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SiKp1y2zI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XcfR9aVqh7E/s1600/OgAAAL6QIp1ErlZTdi38jSdX_T06AJVIeLZlBbEUajiWoCH8YpnkDXnmOfFLwqsyHzJwNI5QCtIoFn50AzKKTNf4Q3oAm1T1UOZE-07C5AuO4IE_lh2_R9GXdvPk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SiKp1y2zI/AAAAAAAAAU8/XcfR9aVqh7E/s320/OgAAAL6QIp1ErlZTdi38jSdX_T06AJVIeLZlBbEUajiWoCH8YpnkDXnmOfFLwqsyHzJwNI5QCtIoFn50AzKKTNf4Q3oAm1T1UOZE-07C5AuO4IE_lh2_R9GXdvPk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464170551821130546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma peaksin lapsi valvama, kui nemad mehega tööl on, neile inglise keelt õpetama ja väiksemaid majapidamistöid tegema. Nädalas saaksin 60€ ja töötama peaksin 30-35 tundi. Lapsi on 2 (10-aastane ja 4-aastane). Söök ja elamine makstakse täielikult kinni. Lennukipiletitega on nii, et maksavad kas kõik või poole. Sellest pole veel rääkinud :/&lt;br /&gt;Midagi kindlat muidugi pole, aga see, et nad huvitatud on, on juba edasiminek. Vaatan, vb saan veel pakkumisi (ma loodan), et oleks võimalik valida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sel nädalavahetusel käisid meil külas Rudbeck'i õpilased. Sellest ma ei hakka nii detailselt rääkima, sest see polnud midagi nii erilist.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reede&lt;/span&gt;l nad saabusi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Sh2JL5d-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/I7HMk1tQkaM/s1600/OgAAABVth0LuVkJ1UcfR6P5jR80DlbvEwVxlwXigKo2npv85bTBDt4NVFwtsc49B-Wj_uwHpYCC36RFUuWVAw-L-gLcAm1T1UO4khAbFvQeV5KOByu_U-atqZPhL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Sh2JL5d-I/AAAAAAAAAU0/I7HMk1tQkaM/s320/OgAAABVth0LuVkJ1UcfR6P5jR80DlbvEwVxlwXigKo2npv85bTBDt4NVFwtsc49B-Wj_uwHpYCC36RFUuWVAw-L-gLcAm1T1UO4khAbFvQeV5KOByu_U-atqZPhL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464170199458084834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d, näitasime neile oma kooli. Minu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt; ei tulnud, sest ta oli koos 3 teise õpilasega Iirimaal kinni olnud. Kahju, et ta ei tulnud... oleksin tahtnud teda näha :/&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Siis sõitsime Jägala joale ja Koprarajale. Siis Sagadi mõisa. Seal oli meil "energiapaus" ja siis "Seiklus Sagadi mõisas". Õhtul oli nö "tutvumisõhtu" kuigi me teineteisi niikuinii juba enam-vähem nägupidi teadsime. Me mängisime seltskonnamänge. Käisime Bga telefoniga lolle pilte pimedas tegemas ja lootsime Musta Daami näha. Tühjagi. Siis kobisime magama ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laupäev&lt;/span&gt;a hommikul sõitsime Kohtla-Nõmme poole. Hostel oli epic feil ruudus külm ja üsna rõve. Käisime kaevanduspark-muuseumis (ülifreaky koht. Märg ja rõve. Sajaga kolisev ja mürisev rong!) ja kivimite muuseumis. Tegime kokkuvõtte projektist (plakatid) ja tutvustasime neid. Vahtisime kuni magama minekuni niisama või mängisime kaarte. Seekord olid kaks gruppi: &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SiejCWioI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RvyXrPw_OCk/s1600/OgAAAOvGTNAYGYuUgHBdB_EWsPK6nsJS138fPOvGf68Sw1TxN3dG-mZoQqcR9_Leq-mxxLmyNxxu-WgMcO69Yz8A28QAm1T1UGquwxSua1nRWZHH4M0rCjE_DFw2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SiejCWioI/AAAAAAAAAVE/RvyXrPw_OCk/s320/OgAAAOvGTNAYGYuUgHBdB_EWsPK6nsJS138fPOvGf68Sw1TxN3dG-mZoQqcR9_Leq-mxxLmyNxxu-WgMcO69Yz8A28QAm1T1UGquwxSua1nRWZHH4M0rCjE_DFw2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464170893592136322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rootslased ja eestlased. Üritasime nendega suhelda, kuid nad ei võtnud eriti vedu. Rääkisid omavahel ikka rootsi keeles ja meie vahtisime lollide nägudega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pühapäev&lt;/span&gt;al hakkasime Tallinna poole tagasi sõitma. Käisime Ülgasel vaatamas vana fosforiidikarjääri ja siis sõitsime läbi Maardu Tallinnasse. Läbi Lasnamäe, Kadrioru aga vanalinna. Tegime neile ise seal tuuri ja rääkisime vaatamisväärsustest. Pärast seda oli vaba aeg, mis tähendas seda, et me B ja Rga lihtsalt jõlkusime neil kaasas. Tund&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Si60KuGgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y1StRJ_1BEw/s1600/OgAAACc5LO-Fsk9neM4lgpReLVBEJwQaDkXveDoCRib0fPIyYKGqqLLato_RitxTl5X6Ra96Skjdtf6Ts-k39IrdZfgAm1T1UL38CBVHrAGqUr3xEOOP_u_s48KR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Si60KuGgI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y1StRJ_1BEw/s320/OgAAACc5LO-Fsk9neM4lgpReLVBEJwQaDkXveDoCRib0fPIyYKGqqLLato_RitxTl5X6Ra96Skjdtf6Ts-k39IrdZfgAm1T1UL38CBVHrAGqUr3xEOOP_u_s48KR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464171379226974722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us nagu oleksid nemad meile vanalinna tuuri teinud. Omavahel rääkisid nad rootsi keeles ja suurema osa ajast nad ei rääkinud meiega. Käisime McDonald'sis söömas. Mina tellisin ainult Daim'i McFlurry ja olin õnnelik. Rootslased tellisid ikka hullema eine endale. Seal Emelie meiega ikka rääkis ja Daniel ning Johan ka. Caroline muidugi ka, ta oli ka B &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt;, seega ta suht pidi :P Suurema osa ajast rääkisid nad siiski teineteisega. Käisime seejärel Viru keskuses, kus nad käisid Seppäläs ja Zaras samal ajal, kui mina ja B niisama väljas vahtisime ja vaatasime, et rootslased meil ära ei kaoks. R käis igal pool mujal ringi. Daniel alati muretses:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SjNrMdxuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LWV14yMZePI/s1600/OgAAADLBfmZTRIjx7hIKB73ylXsSeVA13jW1pZpIN9v7op13gXjGAswqKQLi2dqNNbwFldZM_nByzDDeiWAEyLc6G54Am1T1UHKccV0AQjFW2ElQ9JHqk3Ui4WUW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9SjNrMdxuI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LWV14yMZePI/s320/OgAAADLBfmZTRIjx7hIKB73ylXsSeVA13jW1pZpIN9v7op13gXjGAswqKQLi2dqNNbwFldZM_nByzDDeiWAEyLc6G54Am1T1UHKccV0AQjFW2ElQ9JHqk3Ui4WUW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464171703235888866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where is R?&lt;/span&gt;" või "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where did R go?&lt;/span&gt;" xD Ta oli ka ainus, kes muretses, kus keegi on. Muidu tundus neil üsna ükskõik olevat.&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda kogunesime kõik Viru ees (meid oli lõpuks Virru kogunenud päris palju :D) ja läksime bussi peale. Saatsime nad D terminali, kus hüvasti jätsime &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Siq0O6TiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4Tr3_35FLqY/s1600/OgAAAFPJ5pP9rxBKtaxuVl_WQrMOizj_ycIXkzOvTgP4K7FyQOHL4lJ2qVDbZPeMMaD6nN1Mg37qMj-7jEi6zADELWcAm1T1UKR61Qyb0UzuGp-SsJdBN8GhdFn7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9Siq0O6TiI/AAAAAAAAAVM/4Tr3_35FLqY/s320/OgAAAFPJ5pP9rxBKtaxuVl_WQrMOizj_ycIXkzOvTgP4K7FyQOHL4lJ2qVDbZPeMMaD6nN1Mg37qMj-7jEi6zADELWcAm1T1UKR61Qyb0UzuGp-SsJdBN8GhdFn7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464171104366644770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ja kalli-musi-pai jagasime. TU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt; Helena üllatas mind sellega, et kuigi me olime ainult plakatit koos teinud, tuli ta mind hüvastijätuks kallistama ja ütles, et me veel kohtume ;) nii armas ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homme ma veel kooli ei lähe, sest mul on vaja veel arsti juurde minna :/ Teisipäeval saab kooli ka. Nii palju asju on vaja järele teha -.- Lähen lolliks -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besos,T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Täna on Felipe sünnipäev! Ta sai 29 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feliz aniversário, querida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9VLVqDLyAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5XG99dYHsV8/s1600/147963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S9VLVqDLyAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/5XG99dYHsV8/s320/147963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464356558320945154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-3675022896719963917?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3675022896719963917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3675022896719963917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3675022896719963917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3675022896719963917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/ou-mai-gaad.html' title='Ou. Mai. 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You think adding lemonade, fanta or even coke to red wine is perfectly acceptable.&lt;/span&gt; Especially at lunch time.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. You can’t get over how early bars &amp;amp; clubs shut back home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- surely they’re shutting just as you should be going out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. You aren’t just surprised that the Spanish plumber / decorator / electrician has turned up on time, you’re surprised he turned up at all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. You think it’s fine to comment on everyone’s appearance. And to openly stare at strangers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nad arvavad, et ma olen napakas, aga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh well&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Not giving every new acquaintance&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dos besos &lt;/span&gt;seems so rude.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kui veel tegemist on kellegi üliseksikaga... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;starts dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You’re shocked by people getting their legs out at the first hint of sun - surely they should wait until at least late June?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. On msn you sometimes type ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jajaja&lt;/span&gt;’ instead of ‘hahaha’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. You’re amazed when Spanish TV ad breaks last less than half an hour, especially right before the end of films.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   9. You’re not surprised that the Spanish TV programme info doesn’t match with what is actually being shown,&lt;/span&gt; unless it is “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prensa Rosa&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;10. You forget to say please when asking for things - you implied it in your tone of voice, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. You know what a pijo / pija is and how to spot one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Every sentence you speak contains at least one of these words: ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bueno,’ ‘coño,’ ‘vale,’ ‘venga,’ ‘pues nada’...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You know how to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boquerones&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No fish, thanks &lt;/span&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. You know the difference between gambas, gambones, cigalas, langostinos, etc.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parandan, no seafood, thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. You know the difference between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamón pata negra&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jamón de York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and you prefer the first. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viimasele osale ei oska ma vastata, sest ma pole&lt;/span&gt; jamón pata negra't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;söönud&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. You eat lunch after 2pm&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; would never even think of having your evening meal before 9. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jällegi viimane osa... Söön tihti kella 9 ajal õhtust, aga ainult seetõttu, et ma jõuan flamencost hilja koju.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You know that after 2pm there’s no point in going shopping, you might as well just have a siesta until 5 when the shops re-open.&lt;br /&gt;18. You know you must take two days off when you have to do any official paperchasing, for cars, residence, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. You know that those astronomical prices they’re talking about are actually in pesetas, and what that means in euros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. If anyone insults your mother, they better watch out…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. You know how to change a bombona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. It’s not rude to answer the intercom to your flat by asking ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Quién?&lt;/span&gt;’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. You don’t accept beer that’s anything less than ice-cold.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Õlu on juba iseenesest rõve... Äärmisel juhul on see ok, kui ta on jääkülm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. You know Bimbo isn’t a slutty woman, it’s a make of ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pan de molde&lt;/span&gt;’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. You know the difference between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cojones&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cajones, tener calor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;estar caliente, bacalao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakalao, pollo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;polla, estar hecho polvo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;echar un polvo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; and maybe you learned the differences the hard way! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jumal tänatud, et mitte hard way O.O Vastasel juhul oleks ma surra tahtnud xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. On some Sunday mornings you have breakfast before going to bed, not after you get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Floors in certain bars are an ideal dumping ground for your colillas, servilletas etc. Why use a bin?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. You know ensaladilla rusa has nothing to do with Russia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. The doctor says you are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constipado&lt;/span&gt; you don’t go and buy ExLax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. You have friends named Jesus, José Maria, Maria José, Ángel, &lt;/span&gt;maybe even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inmaculada Concepción&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31. You know that ‘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ahora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;’ doesn’t really mean now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. When you make arrangements to meet friends at 3, the first person turns up at 3.30…if you’re lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33. When women think that clear bra straps are in fact invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. When it’s totally normal for every kitchen to have a deep-fat fryer but no kettle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35. Te cagas en la leche….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. To avoid that cheap Eristoff vodka you have to ask for ‘un esmirnoff’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37. You think J&amp;amp;B and Ballantines are OK to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38. When you know what a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;guiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; and have been called one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never been to Spain, seega keeruline :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Blonde girls actually start to think their name is ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rubia&lt;/span&gt;’. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmmm... hardly xD Kuigi ma olen blond xD.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40. If something is great, it’s ‘de puta madre’.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;41. You can eat up to 5 times a day - first breakfast, 2nd breakfast around 11.30, almuerzo, merienda, cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;42. You know the jingles for Los Cuarenta Principales,&lt;/span&gt; M80, Onda Zero, etc.&lt;br /&gt;43. If you see someone wearing a T-shirt with something written on it in English, you can almost guarantee it won’t make sense.&lt;br /&gt;44. When you go into a bank/bakery etc, it’s standard practice to ask ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Quién es la última?&lt;/span&gt;’&lt;br /&gt;45. When you have the habit of answering the above question “&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahora es Usted&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;46. Who needs a dryer when you have a washing line outside the window of your apartment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;47. You are more likely to call your friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tío/a, nena, chaval, macho&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tronco&lt;/span&gt; than their real name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;48. You answer the phone by saying ‘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sí&lt;/span&gt;’.&lt;/span&gt; Or even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Diga? Me teeme seda ka ju&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;49. You prefer UHT milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50. 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xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched cartoons for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Skiing... I hate skiing! ¬¬)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have played ping pong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I swam in the ocean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been on a whale watch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen a shooting star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have almost drowned.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to one CD over &amp;amp; over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had stitches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had frostbite.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have stayed up til 2 doing homework/projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a job.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been ice skating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been rollerblading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have been in a fist fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have played videogames for more than 3 hours straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(Do PC games count? xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have watched the power rangers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I attend Church regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have played truth or dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve called someone stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a verbal argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cried in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played basketball on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played baseball on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve played football on a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;, siin on mõeldud Am jalgpalli, aga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;football&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOOTBALL not soccer! BrE forever&lt;/span&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve played soccer on a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Nüüd saavad ameeriklased ka aru -.-)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done cheerleading on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played softball on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played volleyball on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played tennis on a team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been on a track or cross country team.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been swimming more than 20 times in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Wow... see siin on ju idiootne :O Ma arvan, et ma olen isegi Vahemeres nii palju ujunud :O)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bungee jumped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve climbed a rock wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost more than $20.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve called myself an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;(I do it all the time ;D)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’ve called someone else an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cried myself to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had (or have) pets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Kiisud Buffy, Adolf ja Tuti ja collie Nessi)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve owned a Spice Girls CD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve owned a Britney Spears CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve owned an 'N Sync CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve owned a Backstreet Boys CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve mooned someone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (o.O)&lt;br /&gt;I have sworn at someone of authority before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;ve been in the newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;(Eriti Saue Sõnas, olen seal kogu aeg -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;I’ve been on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Kuni olin üsna tihti... 8-) )&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Hawaii.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve eaten sushi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(Ha-ha, jääb ära, ma ei söö kala....rääkimata siis toorest kalast o.O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve been on the other side of a waterfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched all the Harry Potter movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched all of the Rocky movies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched the 3 stooges.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve watched “Newlyweds” Nick &amp;amp; Jessica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched Looney Tunes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been stuffed into a locker/I have stuffed others into lockers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been called a geek.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve studied hard for a test and got a  bad grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve hugged my dad within the past 24 hours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve met a celebrity/music artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; (Kui PC tüübid loevad :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve written poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; (And sucked :D)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been arrested.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been attracted to someone much older than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been tickled till I’ve cried.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve tickled someone else until they cried.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve had/have siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a concert.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve listened to classical music and enjoyed it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a play. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been picked last in gym class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been picked first in gym class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(Tavaliselt olen keskel... va siis kui tegemist on jalgpalliga :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been picked in that middle- range in gym class.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cried in front of my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have read a book longer than 1,000 pages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve played Halo 2.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve freaked out over a sports game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Alaska.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to China.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Spain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; (Ha-ha, in my damn dreams -.-)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to Japan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve had a fight with someone on MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had a fight with someone face-to-face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had serious conversations using IM.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve screamed at a scary movie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve cried at a chick flick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched a lot of action movies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve screamed at the top of my lungs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a rap concert.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been to a hip hop concert.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lived in more than 2 houses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve driven on the highway/been on the highway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve driven more than 400 miles in a day/been in a car that went more than 400 miles in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been in a car accident.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done drugs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been homesick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve thrown up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve puked on someone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been horseback riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I’ve filled out more than 10 myspace surveys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve spoken my mind in public.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve proved someone wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been proven wrong by someone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken a leg.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve broken an arm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve fallen off a swing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; (Kunagi tegin seda pidevalt :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve swung on a swing for more than 30 mins straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; (Oo jaaa... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good old times&lt;/span&gt; :D)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve watched Winnie the Pooh movies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve forgotten my backpack when I’ve gone to school.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost my backpack.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come close to dying.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve seen someone die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known someone who has died.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve wanted to be an actor/actress at some point.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done modeling.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve forgotten to brush my teeth some mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve taken something/someone for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve made fun of a classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been asked out by someone and I said no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve slapped someone in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; (Kogemata xD Tahtsin seda nö "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fake slap&lt;/span&gt;"'i teha, aga võtsin käe eest ära :D)&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been skateboarding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been backstabbed by someone I thought was a friend.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lied to someone to their face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve told a little white lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve taken a day off from school just so I don’t go insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve fainted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve pushed someone into a pool.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been pushed into a pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I’ve been/are in love. &lt;/span&gt;(Have been)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-4065270306445908717?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4065270306445908717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4065270306445908717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4065270306445908717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4065270306445908717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/bold-things-youve-done.html' title='Bold the things you’ve done'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5342932848642604689</id><published>2010-04-20T13:06:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:20:20.921+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='álex ubago'/><title type='text'>"A gritos de esperanza"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S82J843lBkI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lkk-y-FOIMI/s1600/0000017187_350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S82J843lBkI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lkk-y-FOIMI/s320/0000017187_350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462173602220934722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A gritos de esperanza"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Álex Ubago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Qué pides tú?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A pesar de que la luna no brille mañana&lt;br /&gt;me dará igual pues sólo verte reír&lt;br /&gt;es lo que me hace feliz,&lt;br /&gt;mi alma...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Y es verdad que una mirada distinta o algún gesto más frío se clava&lt;br /&gt;en mi pecho,&lt;br /&gt;daga del desconcierto&lt;br /&gt;pero amor, ahí está la magia.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ahora que te veo niña ya te echo de menos,&lt;br /&gt;no imagino mis heridas si algún día te vas lejos.&lt;br /&gt;Querría por esto...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Que si preguntan por mí&lt;br /&gt;no les digas dónde fui,&lt;br /&gt;que tu alma sea fuerte&lt;br /&gt;y cuando mires hacia el frente&lt;br /&gt;no recuerdes todo lo que no te di.&lt;br /&gt;Y es que quedan tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;por contarte y que me cuentes,&lt;br /&gt;tantos ratos y pasiones por vivir,&lt;br /&gt;a tu lado, mi vida, a tu lado...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ojalá que nuestros ojos sí brillen mañana,&lt;br /&gt;y que tu voz siga pidiéndome a gritos, amor,&lt;br /&gt;a gritos de esperanza.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ahora que te tengo no pienso perder el tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;ni perderme por mi absurdo ego ni un solo momento.&lt;br /&gt;Se esfuma el miedo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Y si preguntan por mí&lt;br /&gt;no les digas dónde fui,&lt;br /&gt;que tu alma sea fuerte&lt;br /&gt;y cuando mires hacia el frente&lt;br /&gt;no recuerdes todo lo que no te di.&lt;br /&gt;Que tu luz brille por siempre&lt;br /&gt;porque tú te lo mereces&lt;br /&gt;y perdona si algún día pretendí&lt;br /&gt;que no fueras tú misma.&lt;/p&gt; Y si preguntan por ti,&lt;br /&gt;sólo diré que te vi&lt;br /&gt;en mis sueños una noche&lt;br /&gt;y sólo sueño desde entonces&lt;br /&gt;para verte cada día junto a mí.&lt;br /&gt;Y es que quedan tantas cosas&lt;br /&gt;por contarte y que me cuentes,&lt;br /&gt;tantos ratos y pasiones por vivir,&lt;br /&gt;a tu lado, mi vida, a tu lado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Lootuse hääl"&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Álex Ubago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaatamata sellele, et homme kuu ei sära&lt;br /&gt;mul on ükskõik, sest näha sind ainult naermas&lt;br /&gt;see on see, mis mind õnnelikuks teeb,&lt;br /&gt;mu kallis*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja on tõsi, et üks veider pilk või külm žest torgib&lt;br /&gt;mu rinnus,&lt;br /&gt;pistoda segaduses,&lt;br /&gt;aga, mu arm, siin on maagia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nüüd kui sind näen, tüdruk, tunnen sust juba puudust,&lt;br /&gt;ma ei kujuta ette oma haavu, kui ühel päeval sa lähed.*&lt;br /&gt;Sellepärast tahaksin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et kui nad küsivad mu järele&lt;br /&gt;ära ütle neile, kuhu ma läksin,&lt;br /&gt;et su hing saab tugevaks&lt;br /&gt;ja kui vaatad tulevikku*&lt;br /&gt;ei mäleta sa kõike, mida ma sulle ei öelnud.&lt;br /&gt;Ja* jäävad nii paljud asjad&lt;br /&gt;sulle öelda ja mida mulle öelda,&lt;br /&gt;nii paljud hetked ja kired, et elada&lt;br /&gt;sinu kõrval, mu elu, sinu kõrval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lootetavasti homme meie mõlema silmad säravad,&lt;br /&gt;ja ei su hääl jätkab palumist häälelt, arm,&lt;br /&gt;lootuse häälelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nüüd, kui mul oled sina ei mõtle ma aega kaotada,&lt;br /&gt;ega kaotada end oma absurdsesse egosse mitte ühekski hetkeks.&lt;br /&gt;Kaob hirm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja kui nad küsivad mu järele&lt;br /&gt;ära ütle neile, kuhu ma läksin,&lt;br /&gt;et su hing saab tugevaks&lt;br /&gt;ja kui vaatad tulevikku*&lt;br /&gt;ei mäleta sa kõike, mida ma sulle ei öelnud.&lt;br /&gt;Et su valgus särab igavesti,&lt;br /&gt;sest sa oled seda väärt&lt;br /&gt;ja anna andeks, kui ühel päeval teesklesin,&lt;br /&gt;et sa pole sina ise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja kui nad küsivad sinu järele,&lt;br /&gt;ütlen ainult, et nägin sind&lt;br /&gt;unes ühel ööl&lt;br /&gt;ja näen ainult und sellest hetkest,&lt;br /&gt;et näha sind iga päev mu kõrval.&lt;br /&gt;Ja* jäävad nii paljud asjad&lt;br /&gt;sulle öelda ja mida mulle öelda,&lt;br /&gt;nii paljud hetked ja kired, et elada&lt;br /&gt;sinu kõrval, mu elu, sinu kõrval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"grito" - hüüe ("A gritos de esperanza" - Lootuse hüüetelt)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"alma" - hing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"te vas lejos" - sa lähed kaugele ära&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"hacia el frente" - ette&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"es que" - on nii, et/seda, et&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YE0HgqS-Bg8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YE0HgqS-Bg8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks mu lemmiklaule üldse... Álex on &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;võrratu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selle tõlkimine oli muidugi paras pähkel. Ja eesti keeles kadus kuidagi kogu ilu ära, aga suva. Kuni keegi seda sisse ei laula eesti keeles on okei :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Espero que te guste&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;Mul pole siin üksi kodus nkn eriti midagi muud teha&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so I might as well do something useful - like translate. 'Though I fail all the time&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... ja tegelikult mulle meeldib sellest loost hoopis üks live video, mis on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZgKfZfR9lng"&gt;siin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5342932848642604689?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5342932848642604689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5342932848642604689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5342932848642604689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5342932848642604689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/gritos-de-esperanza.html' title='&quot;A gritos de esperanza&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S82J843lBkI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/lkk-y-FOIMI/s72-c/0000017187_350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-8665722108657471154</id><published>2010-04-19T22:15:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:17:54.616+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando torres'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8ysWEm04hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZnfZb23D-_s/s1600/torres_187691t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8ysWEm04hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZnfZb23D-_s/s320/torres_187691t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461929943287259666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I have been waiting four years for this and, if all goes well, I do not anticipate missing it. I have already begun recovery work today.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. He &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; miss the World Cup!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-8665722108657471154?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/8665722108657471154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=8665722108657471154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8665722108657471154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8665722108657471154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-been-waiting-four-years-for-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8ysWEm04hI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ZnfZb23D-_s/s72-c/torres_187691t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-1483106117822041584</id><published>2010-04-19T21:41:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:13:42.719+03:00</updated><title type='text'>That TV Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Rules: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Bold&lt;/b&gt; all of the following TV shows which you’ve ever seen 3 or more episodes of in your lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Italicize&lt;/em&gt; a show if you’re positive you’ve seen every episode of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Rock&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ALF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All That&lt;br /&gt;American Gothic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;America’s Next Top Model&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrested Development&lt;br /&gt;Babylon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Batman: The Animated Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlestar Galactica (the old one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Battlestar Galactica (the new one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baywatch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beverly Hills 90210 (original)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Bewitched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bosom Buddies&lt;br /&gt;Boston Legal&lt;br /&gt;Boy Meets World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brothers And Sisters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Californication &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnivale&lt;br /&gt;Chappelle’s Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Charlie’s Angels &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charmed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Chuck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa Explains it All&lt;br /&gt;Columbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Commander in Chief &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Crossing Jordan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSI &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSI: Miami &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CSI: NY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curb Your Enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;Daria&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Dark Angel&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Dark Skies&lt;br /&gt;DaVinci’s Inquest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dawson’s Creek &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Dead Like Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Degrassi: The Next Generation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designing Women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dexter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dharma &amp;amp; Greg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Different Strokes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Doctor Who &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doug&lt;br /&gt;Dragnet&lt;br /&gt;Due South&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everwood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts of Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farscape&lt;br /&gt;Fawlty Towers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Felicity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Firefly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Frasier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Freaks &amp;amp; Geeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Fringe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Futurama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get Smart&lt;br /&gt;Gilligan’s Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gossip Girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Grey’s Anatomy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grange Hill&lt;br /&gt;Growing Pains&lt;br /&gt;Gunsmoke&lt;br /&gt;Happy Days&lt;br /&gt;Hell’s Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hercules: the Legendary Journeys &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heroes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home Improvement&lt;br /&gt;Homicide: Life on the Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;M.D.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dream of Jeannie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I Love Lucy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invader Zim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Invasion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;JAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jackass &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Joey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Knight Rider &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knight Rider: 2008&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fu: The Legend Continues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;La Femme Nikita LA Law &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laverne and Shirley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Law and Order&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Law and Order: SVU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Law and Order: CI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leverage&lt;br /&gt;Little House on the Prairie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lizzie McGuire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lost&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lost In Space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MacGyver&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malcolm in the Middle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married... With Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;McLeod’s Daughters &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melrose Place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami Vice&lt;br /&gt;Mission: Impossible&lt;br /&gt;Mod Squad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mork &amp;amp; Mindy&lt;br /&gt;Murphy Brown&lt;br /&gt;My Life As A Dog&lt;br /&gt;My Three Sons&lt;br /&gt;My Two Dads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mythbusters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NCIS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ned’s Declassified School Survival Guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nip/Tuck &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numb3rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parks and Recreation&lt;br /&gt;Perry Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Power Rangers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press Gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prison Break&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (alguses vähemalt)&lt;br /&gt;Private Practice&lt;br /&gt;Privileged&lt;br /&gt;Profiler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Project Runway &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Psych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pushing Daisies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantum Leap&lt;br /&gt;Queer as Folk (US)&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queer as Folk (UK)&lt;br /&gt;ReGenesis&lt;br /&gt;Remington Steele&lt;br /&gt;Rescue Me&lt;br /&gt;Road Rules&lt;br /&gt;ROME&lt;br /&gt;Roseanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roswell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Saturday Night Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scooby-Doo, Where Are You? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scrubs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seaquest DSV&lt;br /&gt;Seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sex and the City&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Feet Under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Skins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Sister&lt;br /&gt;Slings and Arrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smallville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Weird&lt;br /&gt;South of Nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;South Park&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spongebob Squarepants&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Elsewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Star Trek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Star Trek: The Next Generation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Star Trek: Deep Space Nine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Star Trek: Voyager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Star Trek: Enterprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stargate Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stargate SG-1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starsky &amp;amp; Hutch&lt;br /&gt;Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Supernatural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surface&lt;br /&gt;Survivor&lt;br /&gt;Taxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Teen Titans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;That 70’s Show&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s So Raven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The 4400 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Addams Family &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Amazing Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Andy Griffith Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The A-Team &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Avengers&lt;br /&gt;The Beverly Hillbillies&lt;br /&gt;The Big Bang Theory&lt;br /&gt;The Brady Bunch&lt;br /&gt;The Cosby Show&lt;br /&gt;The Daily Show&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Zone&lt;br /&gt;The Dick Van Dyke Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Flintstones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Golden Girls&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Honeymooners&lt;br /&gt;The Jeffersons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Jetsons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The L Word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Love Boat&lt;br /&gt;The Magnificent Seven&lt;br /&gt;The Mary Tyler Moore Show&lt;br /&gt;The Monkees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Munsters &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Office (US)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Powerpuff Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pretender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Real World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Simpsons &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Six Million Dollar Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Sopranos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Suite Life of Zack and Cody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Twilight Zone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Waltons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The West Wing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whitest Kids U’ Know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wonder Years &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;The X-Files&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Watch&lt;br /&gt;Three’s Company&lt;br /&gt;Twin Peaks&lt;br /&gt;Twitch City&lt;br /&gt;Unfabulous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Veronica Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Weeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Whose Line is it Anyway? (US) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose Line is it Anyway? (&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will and Grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wings&lt;br /&gt;Wonder Showze&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xena: Warrior Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I must be bored O.O&lt;br /&gt;Os quiero mucho ;)&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1483106117822041584?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1483106117822041584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1483106117822041584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1483106117822041584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1483106117822041584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/that-tv-thing.html' title='That TV Thing'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5334019701828610626</id><published>2010-04-19T10:40:00.013+03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:36:55.844+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando verdasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real madrid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rafael nadal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valencia cf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando torres'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david villa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='la Roja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david silva'/><title type='text'>Good and bad news :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Good news&lt;/span&gt; on see, et mul angiini veel ei ole. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad news&lt;/span&gt; on see, et ma pean siiski kolmapäevani kodus passima. Nimelt on mul kolmapäevaks, kella üheksaks, arsti aeg. Pean nüüd end suure hoolega ravima vahepeal ja kui mu mandlid kolmapäevaks paremaks ei lähe, siis antibiotikumid - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui palavik nüüd lakke tõusma peaks, siis pean ka kohe helistama, et arst mu üle vaadata saaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sip,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡que suerte tengo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaadake siis ikka aeg-ajalt mu &lt;a href="http://kizka.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;'i blogi, seal on mu mõtted ja tunded kirjas tsitaatide ja laulusõnadena ;)&lt;br /&gt;Tahaks Hispaaniasse... (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o rly?&lt;/span&gt; xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real tegi eile Valenciale 2:0 pähe - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lo siento mucho, David (S y V, ambos :D), tqm, pero... soy madrileña&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja Rafa tegi eile ajalugu! ^^ Ta võitis 6. aastat järjest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monte Carlo Masters&lt;/span&gt;'i ^^ Finaal oli mingi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all-Spanish&lt;/span&gt; xD Rafa Nadal vs Nando Verdasco xD (Nando on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; xD). Rafa võitis settidega 6-0 ja 6-1 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wOF7Sh68I/AAAAAAAAATw/bVP4WwcbfOk/s1600/rafamontecarlo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wOF7Sh68I/AAAAAAAAATw/bVP4WwcbfOk/s320/rafamontecarlo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461755943071116226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wOQm5xmLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/mrtLjOv8SJs/s1600/nandomontecarlo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wOQm5xmLI/AAAAAAAAAT4/mrtLjOv8SJs/s320/nandomontecarlo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461756126577137842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un besito&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S! &lt;/span&gt;Ma ei tea, kas te te&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wSap0i22I/AAAAAAAAAUA/2Isr8MDjR4g/s1600/822619-fernando-torres-spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wSap0i22I/AAAAAAAAAUA/2Isr8MDjR4g/s320/822619-fernando-torres-spain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461760697205709666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ate juba, aga Nando Torres pidi käima põlveopil -&gt; ta ei tohi 6 nädalat mängida -&gt; ta ei mängi vb MMil -&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're doomed&lt;/span&gt; -&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; buh-bye World Cup Title for Spain&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Loomulikult on meil terve meeskord parimaid mängijaid maailmas, aga igaüks neist on asendamatu... ja ilma Nandota... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least we have&lt;/span&gt; David... ehk kutsuvad Raúli tagasi?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5334019701828610626?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5334019701828610626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5334019701828610626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5334019701828610626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5334019701828610626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-news-on-see-et-mul-angiini-veel-ei.html' title='Good and bad news :)'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8wOF7Sh68I/AAAAAAAAATw/bVP4WwcbfOk/s72-c/rafamontecarlo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6007991435385415184</id><published>2010-04-18T12:41:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T13:30:52.185+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nico rosberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lewis hamilton'/><title type='text'>Haige</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yea&lt;/span&gt;... ma olen haige. Lihtsalt võrratu. Kõige tipuks on 99% kindel, et tegemist on angiiniga :) Vahva ;) Ajastus on võrratu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I might say&lt;/span&gt; :) Oleks ma päev varem haigeks jäänud, siis oleks ma jõudnud käia arsti juures, aga ei, ma pidin jääma haigeks laupäeval, et jumala eest arsti juurde minna ei saaks ;) ehk siis kannatan oma tapva kurguvaluga esmaspäevani. Ma ei saa kohati isegi rääkida! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ja me pidime täna B'ga Clazzi minema, sest seal on pühapäeviti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salsa Party&lt;/span&gt; ja enne seda &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;workshop&lt;/span&gt;, kuigi me mõlemad oskame salsat... mina &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;más o menos&lt;/span&gt; ja B väga hästi.&lt;br /&gt;Kui mul nüüd angiin on, siis olen ma vähemalt nädalaks rivist väljas. Aa, ja kuna mul palavikku pole, siis võib tegemist olla kroonilise angiiniga *otsib revolvrit, et end esimesel võimalusel maha lasta* või noh... nähtavasti mu organism ei võitle angiiniga. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hell yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oma koduse kontrolltöö matemaatikas peab homme siis õega kooli saatma... samamoodi ka vene keele kirja... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;, ma olen nii pettunud iseendas... et ma ka nii vahvatel aegadel haigeks jään!&lt;br /&gt;Trennis hakkas ka juba paremini minema! Õppisin just teistele järele! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ning järgmisel reedel tulevad rootslased.... parem oleks, et ma selleks ajaks terveks saan :( Nii tahaks Sandrat ja teisi näha :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ei, ma ei saa üle F1est, seega ma pean rääkima, mis täna toimus. Fer tegi valestardi (F1 keeles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jump Start&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeap, true, we failed. &lt;/span&gt;Vähemalt oli vihm ja läbisõidukaristus, mille me saime ei teinud ajaliselt väga kahju, sest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Safety Car&lt;/span&gt; kaotas ajavahed ära. Lõpetasime siis naljandana, kuigi oleksime suutnud Rosbergi kätte saada -.- Ja poodiumile saada... Kuigi Macca 1-2 võiduga poodiumil olla, pole ka lahe.&lt;br /&gt;Tegemist oli üleüldse mingi reeglite rikkumise&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; race&lt;/span&gt;'iga :/ Ham (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o rly?&lt;/span&gt;) tõmbles Seb'iga (Vettel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;case you don't know... and I'm sure you don't&lt;/span&gt; xD) boksiteel mingi.... 3 korda ühe peatuse jooksul?&lt;br /&gt;Teine kord lükkas Ham Webberi lihtsalt teelt välja... tal oli "kitsas" (YY)&lt;br /&gt;Siis Felipe. Ta on mu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second fav&lt;/span&gt;, kuid &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡por favoooooor!&lt;/span&gt; Mul on siiralt siiber sellest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuck-behind-Felipe&lt;/span&gt; keissist! Mitu GPd on Fer Felipe taga tšillinud juba? Kaks? Kolm? Bahrainis sai Fer ka ainult boksipeatusega mööda.&lt;br /&gt;Seekord oli siis nii, et pärast penaltit avastas Fer end jälle Massa selja tagant. Nimelt oli Massa 1 ring varem boksi läinud, kuid boksiteel ta eksis (rada oli märg, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;, ma õigustan Massat)  ja kui Fer boksi jõudis, siis pidi ta hetke Felipe taga ootama, et see oma peatuse lõpetas. Urrr... oleks tahtnud kedagi lüüa!&lt;br /&gt;Ja järgmine boksipeatus oli vapsee lahe, sest Fernando sõitis boksi sisenedes Felipest mööda. Kole manööver, kuid kui ta seda poleks teinud, siis poleks me elu sees neljandal kohal lõpetanud. Seega ma ei süüdista teda. Vaadake, kus Massa ise lõpetas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 Chinese GP – Race result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8rYprQJ1rI/AAAAAAAAATo/wgMq-nQSt7U/s1600/f1-2010-chi-xp-0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8rYprQJ1rI/AAAAAAAAATo/wgMq-nQSt7U/s320/f1-2010-chi-xp-0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461415708636862130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Button – McLaren – 1h44:42.163&lt;br /&gt;2. Hamilton – McLaren +1.530&lt;br /&gt;3. Rosberg – Mercedes +9.484&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Alonso – Ferrari +11.869&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Kubica – Renault +22.213&lt;br /&gt;6. Vettel – Red Bull +33.310&lt;br /&gt;7. Petrov – Renault +47.600&lt;br /&gt;8. Webber – Red Bull +52.172&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Massa – Ferrari +57.796&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Schumacher – Mercedes +1:01.749&lt;br /&gt;11. Sutil – Force India +1:02.874&lt;br /&gt;12. Barrichello – Williams +1:03.665&lt;br /&gt;13. Alguersuari – Toro Rosso +1:11.416&lt;br /&gt;14. Kovalainen – Lotus +1 lap&lt;br /&gt;15. Hulkenberg – Williams +1 lap&lt;br /&gt;16. Senna – HRT +2 laps&lt;br /&gt;17. Chandhok – HRT +4 laps&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Did not finish:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Trulli – Lotus – 27 laps&lt;br /&gt;Di Grassi – Virgin – 9 laps&lt;br /&gt;De la Rosa – Sauber – 8 laps&lt;br /&gt;Buemi – Toro Rosso – 1 lap&lt;br /&gt;Kobayashi – Sauber – 1 lap&lt;br /&gt;Liuzzi – Force India – 1 lap&lt;br /&gt;Glock – Virgin – 1 lap&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fastest lap:&lt;/span&gt; Hamilton, 1:42.061 (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay! Noooooot!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Espero que estéis bien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Armastan Fernando huumorisoont xD xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; (Carlos Miquel - Diario AS) I have a question for all the drivers  about the volcano; are you worried about getting back to Europe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FA:&lt;/span&gt;  No worries, I hope to get back to Europe normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SV:&lt;/span&gt; I will rent a  car and drive back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MW:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, I’m in the same car as Seb, we’re  going back together. Or I go to Australia, I keep going this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FA: &lt;/span&gt; You swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MW:&lt;/span&gt; I keep going this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SV:&lt;/span&gt; One stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MW:&lt;/span&gt; I can  keep going that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FA:&lt;/span&gt; You can swim.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mark got pwned&lt;/span&gt; xD xD xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6007991435385415184?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6007991435385415184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6007991435385415184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6007991435385415184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6007991435385415184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/haige.html' title='Haige'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S8rYprQJ1rI/AAAAAAAAATo/wgMq-nQSt7U/s72-c/f1-2010-chi-xp-0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4472061857776537948</id><published>2010-04-09T19:23:00.003+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:22:37.134+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='viljandi'/><title type='text'>Puerto Flamenco</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="paragraph_style"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.puertoflamenco.com/"&gt;Puerto Flamenco&lt;/a&gt; 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No tienes ni idea que feliz siento yo ahora =)&lt;br /&gt;Tal vez puedes verla muy pronto ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Jap, see pidi hispaania keeles olema xD Said aru, said - ei saanud, ei saanud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; No me importa, ni un poco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Mmm... yeap, ma olen "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Best Storyteller In Form 11&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; See oli... ootamatu xD Jutuga oli üsna feil minu meelest :P Polnud mingit tuju kirjutada ja pm kirjutasin seda, mida aga pastakas paremaks pidas xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Veider on see, et see ülekaalukalt võitis ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Me feels very special now&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, lombakas inglise keel on kõige lahedam xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Veel veidram on see, et kui meie inglise keele õps ütles, et see on tüdruk ja meie rühmast, siis tuli kohe T'de ja B poolt: "Me panustame sulle." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Say what?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Mina küll ei panusta :_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Ma kuulan reggaetoni -.- Olen normaalne, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;te lo juro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Minu päeva lugu (ma ei suutnud seda peast välja saada -.-):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="FR"  style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Ma ei saa üle sellest, et mulle meeldib üle kõige hispaaniakeelne musa. Olen &lt;i&gt;obsessed&lt;/i&gt;, olen küll :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bueno&lt;/i&gt;, ma pean oma matemaatikat tegema minema xD ja religiooni tööks on ka kõik õpimata :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mil besos&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Suvel tuleb meie õpetama tõenäoliselt Sevillast Francesca "La Chica" Grima (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.puertoflamenco.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="FR"&gt;Puerto Flamenco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" lang="FR" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;) :) Loodetavasti läheb kõik plaanipäraselt ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S74jfXO8kZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LkvS2yC-PJg/s1600/francesca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S74jfXO8kZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LkvS2yC-PJg/s320/francesca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457838820139241874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3758365716975098904-7863988030772737410?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/7863988030772737410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=7863988030772737410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7863988030772737410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7863988030772737410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/04/best-storyteller-in-form-11.html' title='The Best Storyteller In Form 11'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S74jfXO8kZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LkvS2yC-PJg/s72-c/francesca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4510673187479961772</id><published>2010-04-04T13:55:00.006+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T14:37:47.973+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrian sutil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferrari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lewis hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koolitants 2010'/><title type='text'>Descubrimiento</title><content type='html'>Argh... Olen niiiiiii väsinud! Ja mul käib pea ringi... hmmm... huvitav...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Koolitantsu finaal...&lt;br /&gt;Laureaadiks ega midagi me ei saanud ja tegelikult me ei põe ka, sest estraaditantsude kategooriasse me tegelikult ei mahu ja žürii, kes finaalis oli, ei tea flamencost mitte midagi ka (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no offence ofc&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Ka teiste kategooriate võitjate valikuga me tegelikult ei nõustunud :/ Aga noh, see selleks.&lt;br /&gt;Nalja sai ka... või noh... tol hetkel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eso me daba horror&lt;/span&gt; xD Nimelt olime mina ja veel kaks flamencat riietusruumis, kui meile järele joosti, et me peame kohe lavale minema, sest oleme kavast ees. Ou nou. Nimelt on meid kokku 7 ja 4 meist olid WCs make-up'i värskendamas. Ja meil polnud vähimatki aimu, kus nad täpselt on :D&lt;br /&gt;Me siis jooksime lava taha. Olime kolmekesi valmis minema. Anne läks teisi otsima koos mingi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;staff&lt;/span&gt;i kuuluva&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; chica&lt;/span&gt;'ga. Lõpeb tants, mis pidi ennem meid olema. Ja täpselt selleks ajaks jõuavad teised. Ma olin juba rääkinud õhtujuhiga, kes lubas aega viita, kui vaja. Ja õnneks olid valmis ka Tico Salsa omad, kes pidid peale meid olema. Ooo jummel, kui paanikas ma olin :D Mõtlesin, et "omg, omg, omg, mis nüüd saab?!" Õnneks tants läks siiski hästi, kuid lõpus ma lehvikut ei 'visanud' (osa teist vist teavad, et meil selline... mmmm... stuff, et viskad lehvikut, et see ringi teeks, on... keeruline seletada, aga suva see), sest mu käed niimoodi värisesid, et ma vaevalt suutsin lehvikut käes hoida :D mis siis veel viskamisest ja mitte maha pillamisest rääkida :D Kuna ma veel üksi lõpus ees pidin olema, siis ma oleks totaalselt kõik ära rikkunud, kui ma selle maha visanud oleksin :P&lt;br /&gt;A kahjuks meie esinemist ei näinud :/ Ta jõudis kohale täpselt selleks, kui me maha tulime. Nimelt oli tal keemia viktoriin :/ Kui nad kavast ees poleks olnud, siis oleks ta jõudnud ka :/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, kui ma lavalt maha tulin, siis ma lihtsalt vajusin A'le kaela xD see oli selline pingelangus, et...&lt;br /&gt;B tegi pilte ka, vb pärast näete, oleneb millal ma nad kätte saan ja millised nad arvutis on :D&lt;br /&gt;Pärast estraadi- ja naerutantsude kontserti käisime Solarises Lidos söömas ja läksime Salmesse tagasi, et showtantse vaadata.&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis käisime aftekal ka, kuid A'l pea valutas ja ta läks ära. Pärast seda läks pidu igavaks xD Ja siis me lihtsalt Bga jalutasime vanalinnas ning kirusime seda, et ta 17 on xD muide, te ei tea kui palju hispaanlasi/latiinosid me kohtasime O.O ja ilm oli vihmane, külm ja rõve xD pm poole sõna pealt võisime vait jääda, kui hispaaniakeelne lause kuskilt kõrvu kostus :D&lt;br /&gt;Ja üleüdse oli tõmmusid kutte terve vanalinn täis...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that was interesting&lt;/span&gt; xD ühega kohtusime 2 korda ja see ka ise pärast irvitas :D ta oli s e l l i s e kutsikapilguga, et... xD&lt;br /&gt;Tahtsime pärast kohvi vms juua, kuid igalpool olid sellised hinnad, et kokkuvõttes me mitte midagi ei võtnudki xD va see, et B ostis vett :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As for the title of this post&lt;/span&gt;: See on meie Alegrías'e pealkiri :) "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Descubrimiento&lt;/span&gt;" - Palodulce (eesti k "avastus")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahju, et ma eile kvali ei näinud... sest see oli epic fail. Vähemalt Ferraride jaoks. Fernando alustas tänast võistlust 19. ja Felipe 21. kohalt -.-&lt;br /&gt;Fer tegi ebareaalse sõidu täna! Ta oli lihtsalt võrratu! Juba soojendusringil ütles ta, et tal on käigukastiga probleem, kuid vaatamata sellele võusis ta väga kõrgele. Kahjuks ütles see üles 2 ringi ennem lõppu. Tegelikult oleks see ime olnud, kui ta üldse lõpetanud oleks. Ferrari ei uskunud seda juba algusest peale :/ Ime, et ta üldse nii kaugele jõudis ja nii kõrgele tõusis :/&lt;br /&gt;Müts maha!&lt;br /&gt;Felipe tegi ka ilusa sõidu, kuid oleks lahedam olnud, kui ta oleks veel Lewise ka ära suutnud võtta. Ning braavo, Adrian, kes suutis Shamiltoni enda selja taga hoida!&lt;br /&gt;Vaene Felipe on nii paanikas oma koha pärast tiimis :/ Ta kardab Fernandot kohutavalt :/ Neid koheldakse võrdselt, kuid ta tunneb, et ta peab end kogu aeg tõestama :/ Sellised pinged peal :/ Ei saa teda muidugi süüdistada, sest mina tema asemel kardaks ka xD Siiski, me teame kõik kui hea ta on ^^ ja ega ta niisama mu nr 2 pole ^^&lt;br /&gt;Poleks ma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alonsista hasta la muerte&lt;/span&gt;, siis kindlasti toetaksin Felipet ^^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forza Felipe!&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S7h4hNy30TI/AAAAAAAAATI/Al1JAb57su8/s1600/felipe-massa-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S7h4hNy30TI/AAAAAAAAATI/Al1JAb57su8/s320/felipe-massa-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456243460593406258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 Malaysian GP – Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Vettel – Red Bull – 1:44.711&lt;br /&gt;2. Webber – Red Bull +4.8&lt;br /&gt;3. Rosberg – Mercedes +13.5&lt;br /&gt;4. Kubica – Renault +18.5&lt;br /&gt;5. Sutil – Force India +21.0&lt;br /&gt;6. Hamilton – McLaren +23.4&lt;br /&gt;7. Massa – Ferrari +27.0&lt;br /&gt;8. Button – McLaren +37.9&lt;br /&gt;9. Alguersuari – Toro Rosso +70.6&lt;br /&gt;10. Hulkenberg – Williams +73.3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-8593"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Buemi – Toro Rosso +78.9&lt;br /&gt;12. Barrichello – Williams +1 lap&lt;br /&gt;13. Alonso – Ferrari +2 laps&lt;br /&gt;14. di Grassi – Virgin +3 laps&lt;br /&gt;15. Chandhok – HRT +3 laps&lt;br /&gt;16. Senna – HRT +4 laps&lt;br /&gt;17. Trulli – Lotus +5 laps&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;Did not finish&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;18. Kovalainen&lt;br /&gt;19. Petrov&lt;br /&gt;20. Liuzzi&lt;br /&gt;21. Schumacher&lt;br /&gt;22. Kobayashi&lt;br /&gt;23. 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Estraaditantsude kontsert algab kell 13.00&lt;br /&gt;Pilet 90.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! ^^&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2283876629019833761?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/2283876629019833761/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=2283876629019833761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2283876629019833761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/2283876629019833761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s400/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s400/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luis Fonsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Palabras del Silencio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p  {mso-margin-top-alt:auto;  margin-right:0cm;  mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;  margin-left:0cm;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;Que bonita estás&lt;br /&gt;cada día más&lt;br /&gt;tanto que decir&lt;br /&gt;tanto que reír para no llorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que puedo controlar mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;pero no consigo callar el sentimiento&lt;br /&gt;que es libre como el viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pretendo que lo dejes todo por mi amor&lt;br /&gt;no te digo que conmigo te va a ir mejor&lt;br /&gt;sólo pido que no ignores a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;es el único que siempre tiene la razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inventado mil razónes para olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;he luchado con mis ganas para no llamarte&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa siempre ha sido ser un hombre fiel&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa es respetar tu piel&lt;br /&gt;y no dejaré de amarte aunque estés con él&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobreviviré&lt;br /&gt;pensando en ti lo haré&lt;br /&gt;quedan los recuerdos flotando entre los besos&lt;br /&gt;anoche lo soñé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que puedo controlar mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;pero es imposible callarme lo que siento&lt;br /&gt;que me arde aquí muy dentro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pretendo que lo dejes todo por mi amor&lt;br /&gt;no te digo que conmigo te va a ir mejor&lt;br /&gt;sólo pido que no ignores a tu corazón&lt;br /&gt;es el único que siempre tiene la razón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He inventado mil razónes para olvidarte&lt;br /&gt;he luchado con mis ganas para no llamarte&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa siempre ha sido ser un hombre fiel&lt;br /&gt;mi promesa es respetar tu piel &lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y no dejaré de amarte aunque estés con él.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:595.3pt 841.9pt;  margin:2.0cm 42.5pt 2.0cm 3.0cm;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  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/&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Tean, et suudan kontrollida oma mõtteid,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aga ma ei suuda vaigistada seda tunnet,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mis on vaba kui tuul.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ma ei nõua, et jätaksid kõik minu armastuse pärast,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma ei ütle, et minuga läheb sul paremini.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palun ainult, et sa ei eiraks oma südant,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sest ta on ainus, kel on alati õigus.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Olen leiutanud tuhandeid põhjuseid sind unustada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olen võidelnud tahtega, et sulle mitte helistada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu lubadus on igavesti olla truu.*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu lubadus on su keha austada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja ma ei jäta su armastamist, kuigi oled koos temaga.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Elan üle,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teen seda mõeldes sulle.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mälestused jäävad hõljuma suudluste vahele,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eile öösel nägin seda unes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span 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tuhandeid põhjuseid sind unustada,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olen võidelnud tahtega, et sulle mitte helistada.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu lubadus on igavesti olla truu.*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu lubadus on su keha austada&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja ma ei jäta su armastamist, kuigi oled koos temaga.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;„hombre fiel“ – truu mees&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lH9NA9S_mK0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_11NpkrvU_5w/SLFyZ-3mEMI/AAAAAAAAA0E/JMUsSVSEFPc/s72-c/Luis+Fonsi+-+Palabras+Del+Silencio.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-2212137975333762875</id><published>2010-04-02T17:35:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T23:29:19.331+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luis fonsi'/><title type='text'>"Tu amor"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://discotecamundolatino.com/images/Luis%20Fonsi%20Exitos%2098%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://discotecamundolatino.com/images/Luis%20Fonsi%20Exitos%2098%2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   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Fonsi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exitos 98:06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo me sentía bien&lt;br /&gt;no me acordaba del pasado&lt;br /&gt;De pronto en mi vida simple&lt;br /&gt;fuiste un milagro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo no había un día gris&lt;br /&gt;ni noches frías antes de dormir&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo no morían de hambre &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni de sed mis labios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo una y otra vez&lt;br /&gt;quería volver para salvarme&lt;br /&gt;Contigo el mundo parecía&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lugar amable &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo yo era mas que yo&lt;br /&gt;porque al quererte,&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quería ser mejor   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora que no estás&lt;br /&gt;la vida me ha quedado grande&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque es tu amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El alma de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza que me alza&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Una voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo me reía más&lt;br /&gt;porque la vida me gustaba&lt;br /&gt;Contigo las guerras perdidas&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parecían ganadas &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contigo en mi habitación&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la luna se juntaba &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con el sol   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora que no estás&lt;br /&gt;le tengo miedo a las mañanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque es tu amor&lt;br /&gt;El alma de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza que me alza&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Una voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y las horas pasan sobre mí&lt;br /&gt;y al final del día&lt;br /&gt;no hay final feliz&lt;br /&gt;Es inútil&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esconderme &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cada viernes&lt;br /&gt;de la soledad&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque es tu amor&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El alma de mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza que me alza&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;br /&gt;Un recuerdo&lt;br /&gt;Una voz&lt;br /&gt;que habla en todos mis silecios&lt;span style="" lang="ES-TRAD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  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olnut.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mu elus, ühtäkki,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;olid lihtsalt ime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga polnud musti päevi*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ega külmasid öid ennem magama jäämist.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga ei surnud näljast&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ega janust mu huuled.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga, ikka ja jälle,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahtsin tulla tagasi end päästma.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga näis maailm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilusana.*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga olin rohkem kui mina,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sest sind armastades&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahtsin olla parem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja nüüd kui sind pole&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on elu mind täielikult jätnud&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sest see on su arm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu hinge hing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jõud, mis mind tõukab&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks mälestus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks hääl&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga naersin rohkem,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sest elu meeldis mulle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga kaotatud sõjad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tundusid võidetutena&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinuga koos minu toas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuu sulas ühte päikesega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja nüüd, kui sind pole&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tunnen hirmu hommikute ees.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sest see on su arm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu hinge hing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jõud, mis mind tõukab&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks mälestus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks hääl&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja minust mööduvad tunnid &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja päeva lõpus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei ole õnnelikku lõppu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On kasutu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end peita, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iga reede,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;üksindusse.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sest see on su arm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu hinge hing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jõud, mis mu alistab&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks mälestus&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks hääl,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milles räägivad kõik mu vaikimised.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinu armastus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ET"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;día gris&lt;/span&gt;” – hall päev. Kuigi eesti      keeles öeldakse ka “hall päev” siis see ei ole päris sama, mis hispaania      keeles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Contigo el mundo parecía un lugar  amable." - "Sinuga näis maailm ilusa paigana."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tw6yn04GXNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tw6yn04GXNA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... Tõlkimisega pole ma ammu tegelenud :P&lt;br /&gt;Kuna ma kõiki oma arvutis olevaid lugusid vahelduva eduga kuulan, siis kuulasin ka seda ja mulle meenus, et M kunagi ammu-ammu soovis seda...&lt;br /&gt;Kuna hetkel mängib "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aunque estés con él&lt;/span&gt;" ja selle sõnad... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bueno&lt;/span&gt;... ma tõlgin, siis mõistate ;) Vb lausa täna 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tqm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ¡Muchísimas gracias, M, mi vida, por corregirme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-2212137975333762875?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8712856709461716128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/minu-100-sissekanne.html' title='Minu 100. sissekanne ^^'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-870611693653048736</id><published>2010-03-28T12:23:00.007+03:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:45:10.895+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenson button'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael schumacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark webber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robert kubica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lewis hamilton'/><title type='text'>Otra vez: Bravo Fer &amp; Felipe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6831vT564I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qrpln0YU-Bs/s1600/australiapodium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6831vT564I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qrpln0YU-Bs/s320/australiapodium.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453639070141508482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaah... mida &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carrera&lt;/span&gt;'t no! Lihtsalt võrratu hooaja algus!&lt;br /&gt;Kahju, et Fer poodiumile ei saanud, kuid Felipe seda suutis! (L) ja 3.-4. koht Ferrarile on ju täiuslik! Ja nad on 2 GPga kogunud 70 punkti, mis on sama palju kui eelmine aasta terve hooaja peale xD vat see kõlab naljakalt :D Muidugi punktisüsteem on muudetud ka, aga siiski :D Lihtsalt võrratu !!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S682y7F1yfI/AAAAAAAAASo/DWlMX1rSKTY/s1600/mark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S682y7F1yfI/AAAAAAAAASo/DWlMX1rSKTY/s320/mark.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453637922252507634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As for Mark:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Respect! I know it cost You a lot and You only got 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;points, but Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ou saved Fernando, who was very slow on his very-very old tyres and probably w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ouldn't have been able to defend his positio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n for long. I love You for that! Hope You have luck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando reaktsioon sellele, kui tiim ütles talle, et Lewis on tulemas oli üsna kole: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I don't wanna know!&lt;/span&gt;" Mina ka ei tahtunud, aga meil oli õnne tänu Markile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjeJYO5Dxgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjeJYO5Dxgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fernando on kõva Hispaania pähkel." - Jap, meie kommentaatorid on lahedad xD&lt;br /&gt;"Üllatusmunast astus välja Robert Kubica." - Mmm... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like I said&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6841KKIvII/AAAAAAAAATA/PD8rmCn1oX4/s1600/australiastart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6841KKIvII/AAAAAAAAATA/PD8rmCn1oX4/s320/australiastart.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453640159680052354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Button&lt;/span&gt; ei meeldi mulle aga ka pärast seda GPd rohkem kui varem -.- Stardis sõitis ta Fernandole paremasse tagarehvi ja seetõttu tegi Fer &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spin&lt;/span&gt;'ni (täpselt, Fer on see, kes nagu valele poole sõidaks -.- ) ja sõitis ka Schumile otsa, kes pidi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;box&lt;/span&gt;'i minema nina vahetama. Mitte, et ma Schumist hooliks, aga pm oli tema ka süütu kannataja. Fer kukkus Bensoni tõttu kahekümne teiseks, kuid Magic Alonso nagu ta meil on tõusis ikkagi neljandaks ja sõitis teistest nagu postidest lihtsalt mööda ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e)  {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S681MiHcCpI/AAAAAAAAASg/SXQTOykIqwc/s1600/610x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S681MiHcCpI/AAAAAAAAASg/SXQTOykIqwc/s320/610x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453636163201665682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Schumist&lt;/span&gt; veel. Peale kvalifikatsiooni kukkus ta Fernandot süüdistama, et too olla tema viimast kiirest ringi takista nud. Ha-ha-ha, meenutame Monaco 2006't ja hakkame siis takistamisest rääkima, mis? Õnneks kohtunikud Schumiga ei nõustunud ja Fer mingisugust karistust ei saanud. Tegelikult süüdistas Schumi ka Lewist, aga temast on suva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa, ja ma ei tea, kas te olete juba kuulnud, aga Lewisel võeti tema uhiuus&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.thecarconnection.com/lrg/2010-mercedes-benz-e550-sedan_100309110_l.jpg"&gt;2010 aasta Mercendes-Benz&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; E550 sedaan&lt;/a&gt; ära =) (auto on tal muidugi kena...  &lt;a href="http://img25.imageshack.us/img25/1082/alonso01.jpg"&gt;Fernando Maserati GranCabrio&lt;/a&gt;'le see muidugi ära ei pane...) Nimelt võttis Aussie politsei ta kinni "ebasobiva sõidustiili" tõttu :D Nimelt tegi ta väikseid "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;burnout&lt;/span&gt;"'e Melbourne'is. Ja tema oli veel FIA "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drive safely&lt;/span&gt;" reklaamnägu... Asi läheb veel kohtusse ja puha 8-) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I may&lt;/span&gt;: HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/large/Australia.png" alt="Australian Flag" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Australia 2010&lt;br /&gt;Race Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laps&lt;br /&gt;Completed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;Race Length&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Points&lt;br /&gt;Earned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;1. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/UK.png" /&gt;Jenson Button &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;McLaren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1:33:36.531&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;2. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Poland.png" /&gt;Robert Kubica &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Renault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+12s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;3. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Felipe Massa &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+14.4s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;4. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Fernando Alonso &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+16.3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;5. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Nico Rosberg &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+16.6s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;6. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/UK.png" /&gt;Lewis Hamilton &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;McLaren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+29.8s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;7. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Italy.png" /&gt;Vitantonio Liuzzi  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Force India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+59.8s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;8. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Rubens  Barrichello &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+60.5s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;9. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Australia.png" /&gt;Mark Webber &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Red  Bull Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+67.3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2pts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;10. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Michael  Schumacher &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+69.3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;11. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Jaime Alguersuari  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scuderia Toro Rosso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+71.3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;12. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Pedro De La Rosa &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sauber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+74s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;13. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Finland.png" /&gt;Heikki  Kovalainen &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lotus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;56 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+2 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;14. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/India.png" /&gt;Karun Chandhok &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hispania  Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;53 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+5 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;15. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Timo Glock &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Virgin  Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+17 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mechanical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;16. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Lucas Di Grassi &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Virgin  Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+32 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mechanical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;17. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Sebastian  Vettel &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Red Bull Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+33 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brake Failure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;18. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Adrian Sutil &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Force  India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+49 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;19. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Russia.png" /&gt;Vitaly Petrov &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Renault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+49 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Spin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;20. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Bruno Senna &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hispania  Racing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+54 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;21. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Switzerland.png" /&gt;Sebastien  Buemi &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scuderia Toro Rosso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;22. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Nico Hulkenberg  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;23. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Japan.png" /&gt;Kamui Kobayashi &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sauber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+58 Laps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;24. &lt;/td&gt; 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Felipe!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6831vT564I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qrpln0YU-Bs/s72-c/australiapodium.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-9056206215682762826</id><published>2010-03-25T19:48:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:44:49.047+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><title type='text'>"Went to Sweden and practised my Spanish, got my hair cut and went horseback riding."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hej!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vizmmZ-KI/AAAAAAAAASY/h4-6mWieubE/s1600/rootsilipp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vizmmZ-KI/AAAAAAAAASY/h4-6mWieubE/s320/rootsilipp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452701150024956066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma olen nüüd Rootsist tagasi ^^ Ma ei tea, võib-olla tahate teada, mis siis minu tillukesel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt;il juhtus? :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. First of all - I LOVED it. Totally. Every single moment of it. You have no idea &lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See, et ma&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;laupäeval kell 21 magama läksin tasus ära, sest muidu oleks ma laevas ja ka Rootsis terve aeg surmväsinud olnud, sest meil olid üsna pikad päevad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa ja nüüd ma pidevalt unustan, et ma ei pea inglise keeles rääkima xD ja siis alustan lauset ja siis tuleb meelde, et ups, vale keel :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ja ma totaalselt ARMASTAN Rootsit ja rootslasi(L)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mulle on alati &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sverige &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;meeldinud ja samuti ka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;svenskar, &lt;/span&gt;aga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;et kohe neid armastan, seda poleks ma oodanud :D Aga nad tõesti on võrratud :) Hästi sõbralikud ja toredad^^ ja Rootsi on no niiii ilus! Isegi selle küngastest üles-alla vantsimise kaalub&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;üle see, et vaade on nii ilus!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okei, alustan siis algusest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pühapäev &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma pakkisin oma kohvri kokku alles pühapäeva hommikul, sest laupäeva õhtul koju jõudes olin surmväsinud ja nagu ma juba ütlesin, läksin kell 21 juba magama.&lt;br /&gt;Minu esimene probleem oli see, et mul polnud kohvrit. Kuna vanemad ka Stockholmi minema pidid (nad on hetkel seal... või noh... kella vaadates on nad juba Helsingi poole teel&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;siis mulle normaalset kohvrit ei antud. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy!&lt;/span&gt;  Ma ei vihastanud, ei, sest see tähendas, et ma pidin võtma HIIGLASLIKU kohvri nagu ma ka varasemas postituses mainisin. Õnneks sai B oma vanemad ära rääkida ja ma sain nendega koos sadamasse sõita ^^&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mis vähendas mu kohvrivedamist oluliselt :D D-terminali jõudsime me pool tundi varem, aga me polnud ainukesed varajased ja isegi õpetajad olid juba kohal (meiega kaasas oli Urgard ja Läänesaar) ja meil läks oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt;ide valimiseks xD Meile anti ainult paber nimedega ja me pidime sealt endale ühe valima. Paar meie oma said kahekesi ka olla, aga ma tahtsin kindlasti üksi olla, et mu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; host&lt;/span&gt; ainult mulle oleks ^^ Valisin endale täiesti suvalise nime sealt&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;Sandra Arroyo&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;ja lootsin, et ta on normaalne xD&lt;br /&gt;B valis endale Caroline Ericsson'i, sest tal oli juurde pandud, et tal on palju loomi xD Teiste omi ma ei mäleta, sest neid ma ei suhelnud nendega eriti :/&lt;br /&gt;Niipalju siis sellest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgvNEzdjI/AAAAAAAAASA/-JgjUAqxe2w/s1600/oadihif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgvNEzdjI/AAAAAAAAASA/-JgjUAqxe2w/s320/oadihif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452698875430401586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stockholmi sõitsime Tallinki M/S Victoria I'ga ja meie kajut oli nr 5530 (ma ei mäletaks seda, kuid ma leidsin oma kajuti- ja pardakaardi üles xD). Tegelikult pole sel vahet, mis ta oli, aga suva xD&lt;br /&gt;Esimene kord jäime me workshopist ilma, sest me vahtisime liiga kaua kajutis, ega teadnud mis kell see hakkab. Teise workshoppi me siiski jõudsime ^^ Tšillisime siis niisama showbar Starlight Cabaret's, kus esines &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orquesta Retos&lt;/span&gt; ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Havana by Night&lt;/span&gt;. Vahepeal jalutasime ringi ja tantsisime koridoris, kus esines &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mezcla Latina Quartet&lt;/span&gt;, kes meile nii mõnigi kord midagi hispaania keeles hüüdis, millest me aru ei saanud :_ Ei mina ega ka B :_ Poes käisime lõhna B'le valimas, aga seda ta ei leidnudki. Mina aga otsisin kohe üles Escada riiuli, et endale Escada S'i peale lasta xD Ma lihtsalt kaifin seda lõhna! Võite mulle kinkida (gg) :D Ma ei raatsi ise osta xD&lt;br /&gt;Starlight'is istusime mina ja TU (Segane lugu :D kuna T'sid on palju, siis kasutan nende initsiaale :D) kahekesi, kui TT ja B mööda laeva jalutasid ka mmm... lantimas käisid xD Me TUga ei lantinud, aga meie juurde istusid 4 tüüpi sellegipoolest. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy. Otra vez&lt;/span&gt;. Kukkusid end kohe tutvustama ja meiega rääkima. Päris aus olla, siis koledad nad polnud, aga hallo? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since when do I like drunken people?&lt;/span&gt; Ok&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgu0qe10I/AAAAAAAAAR4/YzC2vPmp3lc/s1600/kjnkzvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgu0qe10I/AAAAAAAAAR4/YzC2vPmp3lc/s320/kjnkzvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452698868877547330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ei, päris täis nad polnud, aga siiski. Tellisin TTle ühe &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Razzer&lt;/span&gt;'i ja endale &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuba Libre&lt;/span&gt; (Rum &amp;amp; Cola... mmm... :D) Käisime pidevalt tantsimas kuni Sa lampi tuli ja mu tantsima võttis. Mõtlesin, et &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the hell&lt;/span&gt;, aga no tantsida ta ei osanud &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatsoever&lt;/span&gt; ja kuigi ma õpetada teda üritasin, ei saanud ta millestki aru ja meie tša-tša ja samba olid nii feilid kui võimalik xD Klassiõed, kes ka tantsupõrandal olid said kõvasti naerda, sest kui me nende tüüpidega tantsisime, siis see pidi vast vaatepilt olema -.- Vähemalt oli kellegagi tantsida :/ ja kedagi, kes jooke välja tegi (a) ^^ Kui nad rohkem täis jäid ja lausa nii, et me nendega enam tantsuda ei tahtnud, siis hakkasid nad niisama liiga familiaarseks muutuma ja M lausa üritas B'd suudelda, siis lasime jalga. Läksime siis diskole ja vahtisime seal natuke. St tuli minuga veel paar korda rääkima ja siis kobisime TUga magama. Vedasime TT ja B ka kaasa, sest alaealisi ei julgenud sinna nende purjus tüüpidega jätta :/ Üleüldse hoidsime me üksteisel hästi silma peal :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sFwh-uPwdU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3sFwh-uPwdU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Esmaspäev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vWOwvd8NI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YJ8u22lfYOo/s1600/sollentunastation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vWOwvd8NI/AAAAAAAAAPI/YJ8u22lfYOo/s320/sollentunastation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452687322952626386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hommikul käisid B, TT ja TU hommikust söömas Buffet Tallink'is, aga kuna see kallis oli ja ma nkn hommikuti palju ei söö, siis mina ei käinud :/ Pealegi on seal kesisem valik kui NG LI's ja ma oleks pigem siis käinud juba õhtusöögil :/&lt;br /&gt;10.00 Rootsi aja ja 11.00 Eesti aja järgi jõudsime Stockholmi, kust me metroo ja rongiga Sollentuna Stationisse sõitsime ja sealt bussiga &lt;a href="http://www.rudbeck.se/"&gt;Rudbeck'i Gümnaasiumisse&lt;/a&gt; kus meid meie hostid ootasid :) Sõime nendega lõunat (nende söökla on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;!  ja neil on valida mitme erineva roa vahel, eraldi toit taimetoitlastele  ja mitut sorti müslisid/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kellogg's&lt;/span&gt;eid).  Käisime nendega tundides (mina käisin Sandraga geograafias ja &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vWi36il6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PBYbm8qNBxw/s1600/rudbeck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vWi36il6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PBYbm8qNBxw/s320/rudbeck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452687668475500450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;matemaatikas) ja saime šoki kui nad rääkisid, et nad oma aineid ise valivad ja ükskõik millal vahetada võivad :/ Ja neil on seal ligi 2000 õpilast ning nende puhul on tegemist 10. - 12. klassiga. Igaühel neist on täiesti oma tunniplaan ja pm igas tunnis erinevad inimesed. Üldse tundus neil koolis üsna lebo olevat ja kõik tundusid nautivat koolis olemist (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;locos&lt;/span&gt;, samas &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vYXGQWwyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/aL7vPAHqvg0/s1600/sandra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vYXGQWwyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/aL7vPAHqvg0/s320/sandra.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452689665189921570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mina naudiks ka, kui ma saaks ise endale meeldivad ained valida). Keeltest saavad nad õppida inglise, saksa, hispaania, prantsuse ja hiina keelt (ei kadesta, ei). Siis tegime üheskoos taco'sid ja pidasime nö "pidu". Saime mööda kooli ringi joosta ja küsimustele vastata xD a la "Kes on pildil? Vastus: Andrus Ansip" või "Mis on eesti keeles "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tandborste&lt;/span&gt;"? *pilt juustulõikurist* Vastus: Hambahari". Meie grupp midagi ei võitnud, kuid mina võitsin viimase küsimuse võistluse, mis oli individuaalne: "Mitu tuba (va WCd jne) on Rudbeck'is?" ja ma panin suvaliselt 130 vastuseks xD Õige vastus oli 127 :D Ups :D Võitsin endale KEX šokolaadi (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yummy&lt;/span&gt;! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Sõime veel magustoitu ja &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vXdtf7PeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z5ZtIbb4MYQ/s1600/lkfahk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vXdtf7PeI/AAAAAAAAAPg/z5ZtIbb4MYQ/s320/lkfahk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452688679291796962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;läksime siis laiali. Igaüks oma koju. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; elasin mina kõige kaugemal Sollentunast. Elasin Sigtunas :D Mhmh, justnimelt, Sigtunas xD Ma sõitsin sina 45 minutit nagu! Ja pidin oma hiiglaslikku kohvrit vedama! Trip oli nagu: Bussiga Rudbeck'ist Sollentuna Station'i,&lt;br /&gt;sealt rongiga Märsta'sse ning sealt veel bussiga Sigtunasse (YY) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No luck!&lt;/span&gt; Aga vähemalt oli see seda väärt, sest Sigtuna on hästi ilus ^^&lt;br /&gt;Elasin inglise stiilis ridamajas. See oli kahekordne (kolmekordne tegelikult, sest esimene korrus on maa all) ja Sandra elab seal kahekesi oma vanema õega, kes on juuksur :)&lt;br /&gt;Mul oli enda jaoks terve esimene korrus&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vYrJXgQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/RurkVqgN5Fc/s1600/uhfziuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vYrJXgQ2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/RurkVqgN5Fc/s320/uhfziuh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452690009622594402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; koos kõige suurema vannitoa, mullivanni ja saunaga. Magasin ta ema voodis, mis oli nagu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;! Neil oli majas 6 tuba, 3 WC'd (millest 2 olid koos vannitoaga) ja köök. Sandra käskis mul ennast nagu kodus tunda ja teha midaiganes ma tahan xD Külmkapi kallal võisin käia &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vXdEvTPqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YTKpqEPgAE4/s1600/aoiujhfeiua.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vXdEvTPqI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YTKpqEPgAE4/s320/aoiujhfeiua.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452688668350430882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;palju meeldib xD&lt;br /&gt;Andsin talle sel õhtul, kui teed jõime, ka kingi üle (Kalevipoja šokolaad) ja ta oli sellest vaimustuses xD Sandra ütles, et kuigi ta on pea igas õpilasvahetuses, mis nende koolis korraldatud, osalenud, pole talle kunagi keegi midagi toonud xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Ta on 17-aastane, tal on 2 vanemat õde, kellest üks on juuksur (Janina) ja teine töötab Barcelonas. Ema on tal politseinik ja on hetkel Guatemalas korda pidamas. Is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgHjLkGnI/AAAAAAAAARw/s9bK8YHH4Yk/s1600/m%C3%A4rstastation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vgHjLkGnI/AAAAAAAAARw/s9bK8YHH4Yk/s320/m%C3%A4rstastation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452698194169567858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a on tal pärit Mallorcalt ja elab Sigtunas nende lähedal korteris. Mmm... Jah, Sandra on poolhispaanlane xD selle peale ütles TU, et mul on selle peale lihtsalt nina xD Kõikidest inimestest valisin ma ikkagi poolhispaanlase xD Olen lahe :D Ta räägib rootsi, inglise, hispaania, saksa ja prantsuse keelt (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loca&lt;/span&gt;... mhmh...) ja ta tegeleb ratsutamisega. Neil on, või täpsemalt tema vanaemal, on hobune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teisipäev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ärkasime hästi vara, sest nii kaua võttis kooli minek. Rootslastel olid küll tunnid, aga osa neist tuli siiski meiega Haga parki ekskursioonile. Neist veel osa läksid poole pealt kooli tagasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6ve-0CK-pI/AAAAAAAAARY/g3rP-dbqbUE/s1600/kdhafjka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6ve-0CK-pI/AAAAAAAAARY/g3rP-dbqbUE/s320/kdhafjka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696944563124882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ilm oli jura. Sadas lund, lörtsi ja vihma. Juba Haga parki jõudes olid kõik läbikülmunud, kuigi tegelikult oli +4ºC, aga meist enamusel olid jalad läbimärjad. Muidu oli pargis ilus, kuid meil kõigil oli meel must ja me oleksime eelistanud koolis olla. Suvel on seal kindlasti vaimustav!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siis sõitsime Stockholmi Skansenisse. Seal oli ka hästi ilus ja lahe, kuid kindlasti parem oleks olnud suvel või vähemalt kevade lõpu poole seal käia. Seal me sõime lõunat ja kõigile meist oli pandud mingi hullem söök kaasa. Ei, mitte et see vastik oleks olnud, kaugel sellest, aga lihtsalt seda oli niiii palju! Sandra muretses, et mul jääb kõht tühjaks, aga kahest võileivast, Risi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vfg8OQuiI/AAAAAAAAARo/zwso86dYX50/s1600/oiaehfzkc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vfg8OQuiI/AAAAAAAAARo/zwso86dYX50/s320/oiaehfzkc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697530876869154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;frutti'st (riisipuding moosiga - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heavenly&lt;/span&gt;! Mul on üks külmkapis alles veel =) ) , banaanist ja pudelist Mer'ist (mahlajook - ka superhea :) kahju, et meil seda ei müüda) piisas mulle täiesti xD&lt;br /&gt;Paarist majatüübist meile räägiti ja hiljem oli meil vaba aeg, mil me L ja TUga loomi vaatamas käisime. Naersime, et karu puur oli lahti xD Aga no teda polnud nkn :D Ja hülged... oo jaa... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's one great joke&lt;/span&gt;... sattusime nimelt nende... mmm... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lets say&lt;/span&gt;... magamistuppa. Laske oma fantaasial nüüd lennata xD&lt;br /&gt;Kella neljast olime me&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6ve-YuoiFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/dMBzXHtV9_w/s1600/kdfskjd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6ve-YuoiFI/AAAAAAAAARQ/dMBzXHtV9_w/s320/kdfskjd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696937233418322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tagasi koolis ja läksime koju, et oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt;idega tšillida :) Kodus me ainult sõime ja käisime siis ratsutamas! =) See oli SUU-RE-PÄ-RA-NE! Kui me talli jõudsime ja ma Rob 'N' Raz'i nägin vajus mul karp lahti. Ma polnud elus nii suur hobust näinud. Nagu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;! Ta oli isegi täku kohta hiiglaslik! Sandra naeris seda, et selline reaktsioon nagu minul oli on pea kõigil, isegi neil, kes hobustega tegelevad :D&lt;br /&gt;Rob on sündinud 1990 ja ta oli kunagi väga hea tõkkehüpetes ja tal oli särav profikarjäär :) Nüüd on ta lihtsalt laisk xD&lt;br /&gt;Ma sain temaga traavida isegi (gg) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so proud of myself&lt;/span&gt; :D Ja ma ei kartnud absol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vfgqSZ-aI/AAAAAAAAARg/MuULE1At8sY/s1600/lkafjzka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vfgqSZ-aI/AAAAAAAAARg/MuULE1At8sY/s320/lkafjzka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697526062414242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uutselt. Isegi siis mitte, kui ta jalgratta peale ehmatas ja natuke närvi läks. Nimelt ei karda ta autosid ega mopeede, kuid jalgratas on vaikne ja pimedas ta neid kardab :/&lt;br /&gt;Pärast käisime veel poes ja Sandra näitas mulle Sigtuna peatänavat ja St Olaf'i kiriku varemeid :)&lt;br /&gt;Esialgu pidi ta isa meile pannkooke tegema, kuid kuna ta end halvasti tundis, siis ta ei tulnud. Oli meile ainult pannkoogitaigna jätnud ja Sandra pidi ise praadima hakkama neid, kuid ta ei osanud xD Ja kokkuvõttes tuli ta isa ikkagi õhtusöögile, mis meil alles pool üksteist õhtul oli :D&lt;br /&gt;Mmmh, tal on lahe isa! :D Too oli nii meeldivalt üllatunud, kui kuulis, et ma hispaania keelt räägin :D Ta rääkis minuga ainult hispaania keeles, sest ta inglise keel pole kuigi hea xD ja minu üllatuseks sain ma temast aru ja oskasin isegi vastata ^^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again, I'm so proud of myself &lt;/span&gt;:D Ta kiitis mind veel, et ma kahe aasta kohta nii hästi räägin ^^ ja mu hääldus pidi lihtsalt võrratu olema =) EGOTRIPPPPP =) Sandra ja Janina rääkisid minuga inglise keeles, isaga hispaania keeles ja omavahel rootsi keeles xD Viimane pani ta isa nentima: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sueco es aburrido.&lt;/span&gt;" xD Ha-ha :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh yea&lt;/span&gt;, ma ei saa absoluutselt rootsi keelest aru xD See on minu jaoks täielik tühi maa xD Aga kui meil mõni sõna inglise keeles meelde ei tulnud, siis me igaks juhuks ütlesime selle eesti või tema puhul rootsi keeles, sest tihti oli nii, et siis saime me teineteisest aru xD Rootsi keeles on palju sõnu, mis on samad ka eesti keeles, kuid nende häälduse tõttu ja kõnes ka rääkimiskiiruse tõttu ei taba neid ära :/ Ntx "galopp" on sama rootsi keeles ka "galopp" xD&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda, kui ta isa koju läks pakkus Janina, et ta lõikab mul juukseid :D Ütlesin ainult, et lasku käia, sest juuksurisse pean ma nkn minema :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My God&lt;/span&gt;, ma olen oma uue soenguga rahul!&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Off-topic&lt;/span&gt;: Mul &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vhKZGxq_I/AAAAAAAAASI/yu548HA90x0/s1600/varemedSigtuna2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vhKZGxq_I/AAAAAAAAASI/yu548HA90x0/s320/varemedSigtuna2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452699342516366322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kukkus läppar just voodi pealt maha O.O Õnneks on ta täiesti okei O.O)&lt;br /&gt;Huvitav on see, et kui ma seletasin oma emale ja ta sõbrannale, mis soengut ma tahan, siis nemad küll aru ei saanud *omg*, samas Janina sai kohe aru ja ma seletasin talle seda inglise keeles ju! *omg*&lt;br /&gt;Nimelt lõikas ta mul juuksed üsna palju lühemaks, et tumedast osast lahti saada, ja järku + žiletiga lõikas mulle nö "tuka"... õigem oleks vist öelda, et lõikas järku vms :D&lt;br /&gt;Ma ikka ei saa üle kui lahe mu soeng on :D :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tack så mycket!/¡Muchísimas gracias! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandrale ja Janinale meeldis see ka ^^ nad leidsid, et see sobib mulle väga ^^ Siis läks Sandra magama ja mina ning Janina jäime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI&lt;/span&gt;'d ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order&lt;/span&gt;'it vaatama *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tack Swed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish channels for using subtitles!&lt;/span&gt;* ajasime natuke juttu ja kobisime magama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kolmapäev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vdWBG94gI/AAAAAAAAAQw/M2-SRftBbTc/s1600/kdhzkf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vdWBG94gI/AAAAAAAAAQw/M2-SRftBbTc/s320/kdhzkf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452695144186634754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jälle pidime varakult kooli minema :/&lt;br /&gt;Seekord aga viis meid Märsta Stationisse ta isa, kuna mu &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maleta&lt;/span&gt;'t oli ebamugav transportida. Jätsime temaga seal hüvasti ja kobisime rongi peale.&lt;br /&gt;Solletunas jätsin oma kohvri Rudbeck'i ja jätsin Sandraga hüvasti. Käisime Edberg'i lossi vaatamas, kus elasid kunagi Rudbeck'id kelle nimest tuleb siis ka kooli nimi.&lt;br /&gt;Sõime koolis natuke (kuigi kõik olid juba hommikul kurguni täis söödetud) ja teised jätsid ka oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;host&lt;/span&gt;idega hüvasti. Meie läksime Stockholmi, kus käisime natuke ringi ning külastasime Stockholmi K&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vaSXJUlsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aP-M3KCzEpc/s1600/Edberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vaSXJUlsI/AAAAAAAAAQI/aP-M3KCzEpc/s320/Edberg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452691782847731394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eskaja Muuseumi (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stockholms Medeltidsmuseum&lt;/span&gt;), kus meil oli lahe giid xD Tüüp rääkis ülihelikiirusel, aga hästi huvitavalt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda oli meil vaba aeg, mil me B'ga käisime sobivat söögikohta otsimas. Lõpuks leidsime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt;'i, kus oli parajasti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lunchbuffé&lt;/span&gt; ^^ Saime seal 89:- eest kolme erinevat pitsat (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Onstag&lt;/span&gt; *Kolmapäev*: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peppero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ni Lovers, Spicy'N Hot&lt;/span&gt; ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vegetarisk&lt;/span&gt;) ja juua + kõik lisandid ^^ Steffani pitsadele need just ära ei t&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vaSr2_NmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9iJ86yB44RQ/s1600/kjdshfkfj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vaSr2_NmI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/9iJ86yB44RQ/s320/kjdshfkfj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452691788407977570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;einud, kuid kaks viimast olid ÜLIhead :) eriti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spicy'N Hot&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Pärast oli vaja minna vetsu, aga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt;'is oli see 5:- ehk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no, thanks&lt;/span&gt;. Käisime Mac'is vetsus xD Seal oli ka 5:- kuid kuna seal järjekord oli, siis keei ei lasknud ust kinni minna ja seetõttu ei pidanud keegi maksma xD Neil oli seal ühisvets btw :O Kui me järjekorras seisime, siis ühed tüübid küsisid meie selja taga olevatelt rootslastelt inglise keeles, kas see teine WC on meeste, kuid need ei rääk&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vZgY0U3FI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q-k-piLvb3M/s1600/stockholm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vZgY0U3FI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Q-k-piLvb3M/s320/stockholm3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452690924303080530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inud inglise keelt. Vastasin siis ise, et see on vist ühisWC ja et keegi ei taha sinna teise minna, sest seal peab maksma 5:- aga selles järjekorras saab tasuta, kui ust kinni ei lase xD Need olid jube sillas, et ma neile vastasin xD B läks vetsu. Järsku kuulen (või noh... mul on selle peale radar, et kui ma ka täiesti omas maailmas olen, siis sellele reageerin ma a-la-ti), et nad räägivad hispaania keeles. Minust. Lähen näost jumala punaseks xD Nad rääkisid kõva häälega, sest 99% inimestest Stockholmist ei sa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6veTnQVVHI/AAAAAAAAARI/wNLypos7prA/s1600/kjdfkaaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6veTnQVVHI/AAAAAAAAARI/wNLypos7prA/s320/kjdfkaaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696202398487666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a neist aru. Mina aga küll. Tuleb a la et "temast oli väga kena meile vastata." "Oojaa." "Ta on ise ka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;muy guap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;." *lähen veel punasemaks* **nad vaatavad mind kordamööda** ***lähen veeeel punasemaks*** "On küll jah, ilus tüdruk." B tuleb vetsust välja ja ma ajan ta naerma sellega kui ma talle ütlen, et nad minust hispaania keeles räägivad xD ja B nentis, et ma olen punasem kui tomat xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;Siis käisime M'le sünnipäevakinki otsimas, mida me aga ei leidnudki :/ Ja siis oli juba vaja tagasi Stockholmi Central Stationisse (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;T-Centralen&lt;/span&gt;) minna, et laeva peale saada.&lt;br /&gt;Tagasi tulime ka M/S Victoria I'ga aga seekord oli meil kajut nr 8553 xD Se&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vdWAQwmRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YzIULVbbkq4/s1600/hkiadhjf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vdWAQwmRI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YzIULVbbkq4/s320/hkiadhjf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452695143959271698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e õhtu laevas oli igav. Me lihtsalt vahtisime Bga enda ette ja kuulasime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orquesta Retos&lt;/span&gt;'t. Siis märkas B aga nende trummarit, kes on üli&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;. Kui teised bändis vanad olid, siis tema mitte.&lt;br /&gt;Kui neil üks osa läbi sai, püüdis B ta kinni :D Tuli välja, et ta nimi on Martín ja ta on pärit Madridist ^^ Pärast viimast osa nende keikast tutvustas &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6veTRz_hkI/AAAAAAAAARA/HJ5WGuGsIjw/s1600/stockholm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6veTRz_hkI/AAAAAAAAARA/HJ5WGuGsIjw/s320/stockholm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452696196642473538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;B meid. Kui ta mind kohe põskedele suudlema kukkus, siis ma mõtlesin, et ma minestan xD Sm... olen küll hispaanlastega suhelnud, kuid kuna ma välismaalane olen, siis nad enamasti mind musitama ei hakka.&lt;br /&gt;Käisime siis diskol ja üleval passisime mingi neljani maksimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neljapäev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Magasime kuni&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vhuURDhlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ppIF1E0mmDU/s1600/kfjahnkf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vhuURDhlI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ppIF1E0mmDU/s320/kfjahnkf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452699959692592722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 9ni (Eesti aeg) ja 10 olime Tallinnas. Tulime TTga koos rongiga koju ja kodus pakkisin ma ainult kohvri lahti ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally crash&lt;/span&gt;isin magama. Jah, mina magasin keset päeva! Mitu tundi! Rohkem ma midagi eriti teinud polegi... Viimased kaks tundi kirjutan seda siin, olen msnis ja vaatan, kas keegi on tripi pilte üles pannud :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga okei,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hej då och god natt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-9056206215682762826?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/9056206215682762826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=9056206215682762826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/9056206215682762826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/9056206215682762826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/went-to-sweden-and-practised-my-spanish.html' title='&quot;Went to Sweden and practised my Spanish, got my hair cut and went horseback riding.&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6vizmmZ-KI/AAAAAAAAASY/h4-6mWieubE/s72-c/rootsilipp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6754242350095685555</id><published>2010-03-21T14:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T15:09:47.272+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6YRX-2m04I/AAAAAAAAAO4/R2zvdwELVtM/s1600-h/tumblr_kz9wpeBzCA1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6YRX-2m04I/AAAAAAAAAO4/R2zvdwELVtM/s320/tumblr_kz9wpeBzCA1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451063502685262722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I finally understood what true love meant... love meant that you care for another person's happiness more than your own, no matter how painful the choices you face might be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Письма твои берегу, я больше так не могу&lt;br /&gt;Прошлым одним я живу, это как сон на Яву&lt;br /&gt;Я не увижу тебя, я ненавижу себя&lt;br /&gt;Нужно кого-то винить, так не должно было быть&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Мне без тебя не нужна, в небе ночная луна&lt;br /&gt;Осень, зима и весна мне без тебя не нужна&lt;br /&gt;Все говорят позабудь, прошлого нам не вернуть&lt;br /&gt;Мне не вернуть и себя, я не могу без тебя"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It always rains hardest on those who deserve sun the most."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Я знаю, сейчас ты далеко&lt;br /&gt;Но так же скучаешь по мне, как я&lt;br /&gt;Я не могу тебя не видеть и ждать&lt;br /&gt;И с каждым днём мы всё дальше друг от друга&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;И слёзы на моих щеках&lt;br /&gt;Горячим ливнем, как луна&lt;br /&gt;Сегодня я - опять один&lt;br /&gt;И ты одна&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Никогда я не пойму...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Но почему так не решительно&lt;br /&gt;Печаль смакует и боль&lt;br /&gt;Пусть лучше сердце пополам&lt;br /&gt;Чем никогда не быть с тобой"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6YTn1oBDzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rZD0f6616_U/s1600-h/tumblr_kzmmvyDQG41qzx5i0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6YTn1oBDzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rZD0f6616_U/s320/tumblr_kzmmvyDQG41qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451065974109310770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Un po' mi manca l'aria che tirava&lt;br /&gt;o semplicemente la tua bianca schiena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quell'orologio non girava&lt;br /&gt;stava fermo sempre da mattina a sera&lt;br /&gt;come me lui ti fissava, io non piango mai per te&lt;br /&gt;non farò niente di simile no mai, no&lt;br /&gt;si lo ammetto un po' ti penso&lt;br /&gt;ma mi scanso non mi tocchi più&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo che pensavo a&lt;br /&gt;quanto e' inutile farneticare e&lt;br /&gt;credere di stare bene&lt;br /&gt;quando e' inverno e te&lt;br /&gt;togli le tue mani calde&lt;br /&gt;non mi abbracci e mi ripeti&lt;br /&gt;che son grande, mi ricordi che rivivo in tante cose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti permetto di sognare&lt;br /&gt;E se hai voglia, di lasciarti camminare&lt;br /&gt;Scusa, sai, non ti vorrei mai disturbare&lt;br /&gt;Ma vuoi dirmi come questo può finire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La notte fonda e la luna piena&lt;br /&gt;Ci offrivano da dono solo l’atmosfera&lt;br /&gt;Ma l’amavo e l’amo ancora&lt;br /&gt;Ogni dettaglio è aria che mi manca&lt;br /&gt;E se sto così..sarà la primavera..&lt;br /&gt;Ma non regge più la scusa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Sleepless in the night&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I tried to lose my faith in you&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Saying to myself&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can't be the right&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One for me&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And now that you are gone&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I finally get a taste&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Of freedom&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only problem is&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I dont really want to be free&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't wanna be abandoned&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't want to curse your name&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't want to feel the sadness&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pretending that I'm still the same&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't want to burn your letters&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't want to face the truth&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't wanna be abandoned&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't wanna waste my youth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On veel palju &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt;'e  mida ma siia panna tahaks, aga ehk kunagi hiljem siis...&lt;br /&gt;Ja, jah, ma kuulan igasuguses keeles musa xD Oleksin tahtnud siia veel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quote&lt;/span&gt;'ida vähemalt Fonsit ja Kalomoira "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Κι όλο περιμένο&lt;/span&gt;" ka, aga noh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Ma ei viitsi tõlkida itaalia ja vene keelt... Väike &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://translate.google.com/"&gt;Google Translate&lt;/a&gt; ajab asja ära... kuigi siis saab puruks naerda :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6754242350095685555?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6754242350095685555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6754242350095685555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6754242350095685555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6754242350095685555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-finally-understood-what-true-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6YRX-2m04I/AAAAAAAAAO4/R2zvdwELVtM/s72-c/tumblr_kz9wpeBzCA1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-1925542277026185820</id><published>2010-03-21T10:42:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T12:31:25.877+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pärnu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noortekoor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6Xz-kkd4TI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cd4dBteYNMo/s1600-h/sollentuna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6Xz-kkd4TI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cd4dBteYNMo/s320/sollentuna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451031180295921970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mu laulud elavad sus veel&lt;br /&gt;kui eilse kaja,&lt;br /&gt;mis tänaseni kostab sinu sees.&lt;br /&gt;Ja kui sa praegu tunned,&lt;br /&gt;et sa mind ei vaja,&lt;br /&gt;siis tea,&lt;br /&gt;et kõik on alles alguses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma hoian Su käsi, mu kallis,&lt;br /&gt;kui tuju Sul nukker ja hall&lt;br /&gt;Mu kinkitud villases sallis&lt;br /&gt;ei tundu nii käre külm talv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6X1MfeRzyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pbo4fRwmcWk/s1600-h/82bfb12601bddce7e2677d7b4dd4fef2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6X1MfeRzyI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pbo4fRwmcWk/s320/82bfb12601bddce7e2677d7b4dd4fef2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451032518957584162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma korjan Su üles, kui langed&lt;br /&gt;ja üksinda tõusta ei saa.&lt;br /&gt;Ei hooli, et väljas on hanged&lt;br /&gt;mu juures küll sooja Sa saad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ent oled Sa mõelnud või tundud,&lt;br /&gt;mis saab, kui mind enam ei ole?&lt;br /&gt;Kui endase tagasi tõmbun,&lt;br /&gt;kui Sulle mind enam ei ole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Võib olla Sul jäävana tundun&lt;br /&gt;nagu meri või põline laas;&lt;br /&gt;kui taevas, mis peakohal kummub;&lt;br /&gt;kui kastetilk auramas maas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ent minulgi vahel on valus,&lt;br /&gt;kui peitma pean pisaraid;&lt;br /&gt;ma tean ju, Sa kergelt ei talu&lt;br /&gt;mu kurbuste tagamaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kas aimad kui habras on niit,&lt;br /&gt;mis mind Sinu või eluga seob;&lt;br /&gt;ja jäädavalt minema siit&lt;br /&gt;mõni tundetu hetk minu viib?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui mind enam ei ole&lt;br /&gt;pole Sinule olemas?&lt;br /&gt;Kui mind enam ei ole&lt;br /&gt;pole Sinu jaoks olemas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, ma lihtsalt armastan Ruja (L)&lt;br /&gt;Tuli isu nende lugusid kuulata, kui Pärnu Noortekooride Festivali lõppkontserdil Toomas Volli laulustuudio solist "Vaiki kui võid" esitas. Ta sai väga hästi hakkama, aga noh... Alenderit on alati keeruline esitada, sest Urmast ei suuda keegi üle trumbata :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pärnust&lt;/span&gt; siis. Lahe oli, kuigi enamuse ajast me lihtsalt harjutasime (mis ei olnud lahe xD). Reedel me olime juba 12.30ks Ülejõel ja see tähendas, et meil oli kuni 14ni niisama vahtida ainult -.- T'd ei tulnud ka (haiged, mõlemad(YY))  ja siis ma tšillisin J ja Mga. Vähemalt LIIIIGA igav polnud xD Sellele järgnes meil ülipikk proov, esinemine Raeküla Vanakooli Keskuses ja alles 19.30 saime süüa -.- oojaa, me lihtsalt ÕGISIME! Kahju ainult, et selleks ajaks oli M juba Keila poole tagasiteel:/ Pärast sööki vahtisime niisama enda ette ja paar korda harjutasime oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play box&lt;/span&gt;'i (või &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black box&lt;/span&gt; nagu K ütles xD) tantsu "Mu hobune on tilluke" - oojaa, me olime lahedad xD&lt;br /&gt;Ma päris kõikide kooride esinemisi ei näinud :/ Ntx Süte oma olekisin tahtnud näha, aga ma nägin ainult esimest 10t ja&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; obviously&lt;/span&gt; oli Süte täpselt üheteistkümnes -.- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how ironic&lt;/span&gt; -.- Meil aga oli own see, et T ütles, et ta läheb võtab loosiga meile nr 1 ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voilà&lt;/span&gt; - täpselt selle ta võttiski :D (minu õnneks :D ma pidin bussi peale jõudma ja ma lootsingi, et me kohe alguses oleme :D)&lt;br /&gt;Pärast seda tõttasin L juurde ^^ me ajasime tema juures poole ööni... või noh... hommikuni juttu :) Teda oli niiii hea näha ^^&lt;br /&gt;Hommikul kiirustasin 8.30ks juba tagasi Ülejõele -.- hommikusöögile -.- ja siis kõik küsisid mult: "Kas sa olid öösel siin?" "Eeeem...ei, ma olin sõbranna juures." "Aa... ma mõtlesingi, et ma ei näinud sind..." xD või siis K hommikusöögilauas ka "T, kus sa öösel olid?" "Sõbranna juures." "Ooo... kus ta elab?" "Eeem... kesklinnas." "Aaa... Kus?" "Eeem... Väike-Posti, mida see sulle ütleb?" xD "Mitte midagi... Sa magasid voodis?" "Jaaaaah." :_ "Vedas!" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, you own bad&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Pärast oli meil JÄLLE proov ja lõunasöök. Suutsin oma noodid L juurde jätta, aga see andis mulle võimaluse temaga kesklinnas jalutada kui mul tund vaba aega oli :D&lt;br /&gt;Hiljem oli Kontserdimajas proov ja kontsert. Pärast seda kiirustasime kõik bussi, et koju saada.&lt;br /&gt;Kui päris aus olla, siis ma ei tahtnud koju :/ Ma oleksin hea meelega Pärnusse jäänud :/ Mulle nii meeldib seal, kuigi seal on ka väga... veider... olla. Väga palju mälestusi :/ aga ikkagi... vb suvel saab jälle minna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma pean nüüd kiiresti lõpetama, sest pean asju pakkima :/ ja rongiaja peab ka endale vaatama... ja raha vahetama! Appi, issand, ou mai gaad! ROOOOOTSIIIIIIII(L)(L)(L) =) =) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;Vb saan vahepeal kirjutada... oleneb, kelle juurde ma Sollentunas saan xD Loodetavasti on mingi normaalne ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bueno, ahora tengo que ir a empaquetar la maleta (que es enorme -.- que suerte tengo, ¿eh? Y aún no tengo tantas cosas...pfff -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡que estés bien!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mil besos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a cada uno de vosotros&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1925542277026185820?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1925542277026185820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1925542277026185820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1925542277026185820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1925542277026185820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/mu-laulud-elavad-sus-veel-kui-eilse.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6Xz-kkd4TI/AAAAAAAAAOo/cd4dBteYNMo/s72-c/sollentuna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-8839005720862052944</id><published>2010-03-18T19:23:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T10:41:59.731+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pärnu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noortekoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='álex ubago'/><title type='text'>A gritos de esperanza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6JmXn21tWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LjWKrRi_REY/s1600-h/tumblr_kx1d9iW8Q21qaxxpno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6JmXn21tWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LjWKrRi_REY/s320/tumblr_kx1d9iW8Q21qaxxpno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450031055093740898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A pesar de que la luna no brille mañana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me dará igual sólo verte reír&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;es lo que me hace feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mi alma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y es verdad que una mirada distinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;o algún gesto más frío se clava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;en mi pecho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;daga del desconciert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pero amor ahí está la magia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y ojalá que nuestros ojos si brillen mañana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y que tu voz siga pidiéndome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a gritos amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a gritos de esperanza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Y si preguntan por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sólo diré que te vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;en mis sueños una noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;y sólo sueños desde entonces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;para verme cada día junto a ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-*-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu jaoks on vaheaeg juba alanud ^^ Nimelt ei ole mul homme kooli, või noh, on ka, aga ma lihtsalt ei lähe kooli xD&lt;br /&gt;Meil on kell 11 kooli eest väljasõit ja siis pole mõtet minna mingiks paariks esimeseks tunniks kooli. Eriti kui tegemist on religiooniga... Samas see on alati tund, kus me Bga terve tunni oma juttu ajame hispaania keeles xD Longavas nagu ta meil on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pärnus on meil tihe päevaplaan ja seetõttu ei jää eriti aega niisama tšillida, aga kuna ma Li juures ööbin, siis saab natuke nalja ka ^^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt; ^^ Kuigi pakun, et ma pean reede õhtul Ülejõel peol vahtima... Üritan muidugi võimalikult kiiresti minema saada sealt xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laupäeval kojusõit on mingi 19 ajal... täpselt ei tea midagi :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis pühapäeval kell 18 M/S Victoriaga &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; poole =) Yay! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahora ha sido un año desde que visité Estocolmo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Tõenäoliselt ei kuule te siis minust ennem neljapäeva mitte midagi :/ Ma olen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;busy-busy-busy&lt;/span&gt; ja helistada on nkn kallis :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahjaa... olen kaotanud oma tahte tantsida. Ma ei tea, ma ei viitsi/ei taha üldse ja flamenco on nüüd küll stiil, kus ilma tahteta mitte midagi ei sünni... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I suck bad right now&lt;/span&gt; :/ Flamencos võid sa olla tehniliselt kõigist kõige parem, aga siiski olla &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fracaso épico&lt;/span&gt; puhtsalt selle pärast, et puudub emotsioon, aga mõni, kes vb tehniliselt nii hea ei ole, on Fantastiline, sest tantsib südamega...&lt;br /&gt;Loodetavasti saan tahte ruttu tagasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Cuidate mucho y hasta pronto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-8839005720862052944?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/8839005720862052944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=8839005720862052944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8839005720862052944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8839005720862052944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/gritos-de-esperanza.html' title='A gritos de esperanza'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S6JmXn21tWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LjWKrRi_REY/s72-c/tumblr_kx1d9iW8Q21qaxxpno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3063701158567347834</id><published>2010-03-14T23:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:37:04.652+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51WZhjoVRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nOzgzhHNEAg/s1600-h/2dbjw9h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51WZhjoVRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nOzgzhHNEAg/s320/2dbjw9h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448606120692700434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simplemente no pude resistirmelo&lt;/span&gt; (a)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-3063701158567347834?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3063701158567347834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3063701158567347834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3063701158567347834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3063701158567347834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/simplemente-no-pude-resistirmelo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51WZhjoVRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/nOzgzhHNEAg/s72-c/2dbjw9h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-8973147672689064771</id><published>2010-03-14T16:08:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:29:08.690+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><title type='text'>¡VIVA EL GRANDE ALONSO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51VDJT6XqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDN-MJlPhg8/s1600-h/2010BahrainSieg55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51VDJT6XqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDN-MJlPhg8/s320/2010BahrainSieg55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448604636715572898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡¡¡SÍIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (L)(L)(L)(L)(L)&lt;br /&gt;¡¡¡LO HEMOS GANADOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milline sõit! MILLINE SÕIT!!! Ferrari 1-2 nagu soovitud oligi ^^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joder, ¡estoy TAN feliz!&lt;/span&gt; xD On ainult 4 inimest, kes Ferraris debüteerides kohe võidu võtavad: Mario Andretti (1971); Nigel Mansell (1989); Kimi Räikkönen (2007) ja Fernando Alonso (2010) ^^&lt;br /&gt;+ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fer&lt;/span&gt; sõitis välja&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;päeva kiireima ringi 1:58.287&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;             ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/large/Bahrain.png" alt="Bahrain Flag" width="30" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Bahrain 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Race Result&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Laps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Completed&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Earned&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;1. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Fernando Alonso &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;25pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;2. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Felipe Massa &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ferrari&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;18pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;3. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/UK.png" /&gt;Lewis Hamilton &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McLaren&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;15pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;4. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Sebastian  Vettel &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Bull Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;12pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;5. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Nico Rosberg &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;10pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;6. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Michael  Schumacher &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;8pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;7. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/UK.png" /&gt;Jenson Button &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;McLaren&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;6pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;8. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Australia.png" /&gt;Mark Webber &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red  Bull Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;4pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;9. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Italy.png" /&gt;Vitantonio Liuzzi  &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Force India&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;2pts&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;10. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Rubens  Barrichello &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Williams&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;1pt&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;11. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Poland.png" /&gt;Robert Kubica &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Renault&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;12. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Adrian Sutil &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Force  India&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;13. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Jaime Alguersuari  &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scuderia Toro Rosso&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;49 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;14. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Nico Hülkenberg  &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Williams&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;48 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;15. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Finland.png" /&gt;Heikki  Kovalainen&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lotus&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;47 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;16. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Switzerland.png" /&gt;Sebastien  Buemi &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scuderia Toro Rosso&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;46 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;17. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Italy.png" /&gt;Jarno Trulli &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lotus&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;46 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mechanical&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;18. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Spain.png" /&gt;Pedro De La Rosa &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sauber&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;29 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mechanical&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;19. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Bruno Senna &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hispania  Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;19 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Engine&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;20. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Germany.png" /&gt;Timo Glock &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virgin  Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;18 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Gearbox&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;21. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Russia.png" /&gt;Vitaly Petrov &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Renault&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;15 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Suspension&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;22. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Japan.png" /&gt;Kamui Kobayashi &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sauber&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;13 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mechanical&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr class="alt"&gt; &lt;td&gt;23. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/Brazil.png" /&gt;Lucas Di Grassi &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Virgin  Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;3 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Hydraulics&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;24. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img class="table" src="http://blogf1.co.uk/images/icons/flags/India.png" /&gt;Karun Chandhok &lt;small style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hispania  Racing&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;2 Laps&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;Mechanical&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma sain teada, et peale minu (ja G... mingil määral xD) alonsistasid meie peres pole - teised on Felipega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, mida ma oleks andnud, et seal olla... soe... ja F1... täiuslik! (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S50_MaqqwXI/AAAAAAAAANw/lnKSAWfqM9M/s1600-h/1268574514_extras_noticia_foton_7_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S50_MaqqwXI/AAAAAAAAANw/lnKSAWfqM9M/s320/1268574514_extras_noticia_foton_7_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448580606737432946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡MIL BESOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-8973147672689064771?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/8973147672689064771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=8973147672689064771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8973147672689064771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/8973147672689064771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/viva-el-grande-alonso.html' title='¡VIVA EL GRANDE ALONSO!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S51VDJT6XqI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BDN-MJlPhg8/s72-c/2010BahrainSieg55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3860931589860301073</id><published>2010-03-13T16:28:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T17:15:44.581+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael schumacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sebastian vettel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexander rybak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='felipe massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lewis hamilton'/><title type='text'>Bahrain'i GP</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pre"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pos   Driver         Team                   Q1        Q2        Q3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   Vettel         Red Bull-Renault       1:55.029  1:53.883  1:54.101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.   Massa          Ferrari                1:55.313  1:54.331  1:54.242&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.   Alonso         Ferrari                1:54.612  1:54.172  1:54.608&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   Hamilton       McLaren-Mercedes       1:55.341  1:54.707  1:55.217&lt;br /&gt;5.   Rosberg        Mercedes               1:55.463  1:54.682  1:55.241&lt;br /&gt;6.   Webber         Red Bull-Renault       1:55.298  1:54.318  1:55.284&lt;br /&gt;7.   Schumacher     Mercedes               1:55.593  1:55.105  1:55.524&lt;br /&gt;8.   Button         McLaren-Mercedes       1:55.715  1:55.168  1:55.672&lt;br /&gt;9.   Kubica         Renault                1:55.511  1:54.963  1:55.885&lt;br /&gt;10.  Sutil          Force India-Mercedes   1:55.213  1:54.996  1:56.309&lt;br /&gt;11.  Barrichello    Williams-Cosworth      1:55.969  1:55.330&lt;br /&gt;12.  Liuzzi         Force India-Mercedes   1:55.628  1:55.653&lt;br /&gt;13.  Hulkenberg     Williams-Cosworth      1:56.375  1:55.857&lt;br /&gt;14.  de la Rosa     Sauber-Ferrari         1:56.428  1:56.237&lt;br /&gt;15.  Buemi          Toro Rosso-Ferrari     1:56.189  1:56.265&lt;br /&gt;16.  Kobayashi      Sauber-Ferrari         1:56.541  1:56.270&lt;br /&gt;17.  Petrov         Renault                1:56.167  1:56.619&lt;br /&gt;18.  Alguersuari    Toro Rosso-Ferrari     1:57.071&lt;br /&gt;19.  Glock          Virgin-Cosworth        1:59.728&lt;br /&gt;20.  Trulli         Lotus-Cosworth         1:59.852&lt;br /&gt;21.  Kovalainen     Lotus-Cosworth         2:00.313&lt;br /&gt;22.  di Grassi      Virgin-Cosworth        2:00.587&lt;br /&gt;23.  Senna          HRT-Cosworth           2:03.240&lt;br /&gt;24.  Chandhok       HRT-Cosworth           2:04.904 &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S5unyYjCM7I/AAAAAAAAANY/h63Mj-05ZD0/s1600-h/bahrainpole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S5unyYjCM7I/AAAAAAAAANY/h63Mj-05ZD0/s320/bahrainpole.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448132658259440562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pole mitte paha, kuid usun, et Fer ja Felipe just õnnelikud polnud.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I wasn't.&lt;/span&gt; Pealegi Ferrari tahtis 1-2'e selles &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;qualy&lt;/span&gt;'s. Aga Vetteli vastu seekord ei saanud, õnneks muidugi teised kõik on nende taga ja Schumi ei saa oma alajuhitava autoga nii hästi läbi kui ta tahaks xD Talle pole kunagi alajuhitavus meeldinud ja hetkel saab Rosberg paremini hakkama :P Mina eriti ei põe ^^&lt;br /&gt;Hami-Ferni paar mulle just ei meeldi... teadagi milline Lewisekesekene on ju :/ Aga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡yo creo en ti, Fer! Sé que puedes hacerlo! Lo puedes ganar! Vamos campeón!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen juba eilsest saati kuulanud khm...Alexander Rybak'i (ei, nii ei meeldi mulle kirjutada... Rõbak on õigem xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Александр Игоревич Рыбак&lt;/span&gt; nagu ta on :D) lihtsalt hetkel ma suudan teda kuulata, varsti enam mitte xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know it&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma peaksin tegelikult ajalugu õppima, Tuglase novellid läbi lugema ja psühholoogia raamatu läbi lugema... Ma ei viiiiiiiiiiitsi! Lihtsalt ei viitsi :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa ja ma tõlkisin Fernando Santanderi reklaami Ferni foorumi jaoks ära... I impress myself. Ma sain aru, mida ta ütles O.O See polnud muidugi keeruline ka xD Kuigi üks lause oli natuke... mm... veider xD pointile sain pihta, aga inglise keelde seda veel panna? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all I guess&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Cuidate muxo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-3860931589860301073?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3860931589860301073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3860931589860301073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3860931589860301073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3860931589860301073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/pos-driver-team-q1-q2-q3-1.html' title='Bahrain&apos;i GP'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S5unyYjCM7I/AAAAAAAAANY/h63Mj-05ZD0/s72-c/bahrainpole.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4774038912299258929</id><published>2010-03-12T23:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:32:42.367+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='näidend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ma ei saanud surma ja ma ei teinud endal ka marki täis. Või noh... naerdi meie üle küll, aga selles kogu point oligi. Õnneks ei naerdud selle üle, et me feilid olime^^ Õpetajatele meeldis see veel eriti *hullud* ja ma sain komplimendi, et ma näitlen väga hästi^^ see oli mu päeva kõrghetk, sest see ei tulnud mu sõbranna käest xD&lt;br /&gt;Eesti keele ja kirjanduse õps kiitis meid aktuse lõpus ja mainis isamaa-armastust, mis pani mu muigama ja Ble otsa vaatama... nagu tavaliselt ma tabasin ta pilgu ja me saime mõlemad irvitada selle üle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea&lt;/span&gt;, me armastame Eestit, aga ikkagi elaks muljal 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-4774038912299258929?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4774038912299258929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4774038912299258929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4774038912299258929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4774038912299258929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/ma-ei-saanud-surma-ja-ma-ei-teinud.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-6293499867893507719</id><published>2010-03-11T21:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:15:05.710+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avenged sevenfold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='näidend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yea&lt;/span&gt;, homme on eriline päev. Mingil määral O.O&lt;br /&gt;Mul on seitsmest tunnist neljal aktus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotta love those!&lt;/span&gt; ;) Teine - viies nimelt on etendused. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me voy a morir. &lt;/span&gt;Mhmh. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big time. Apparently &lt;/span&gt;on nii, et me paneme jälle segast ja naerame pidurdamatult, mis, ma kardan, rikub kogu asja ära.&lt;br /&gt;Eriti feil on minu puhul see, et mul on küll vähe teksti, kuid ma panen sellega pange kogu aeg - sogan. Ma ei kujuta ette, kuidas ma selle homme välja mängin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wish me luck. I need it. A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tõenäoliselt kirjutan homme kuidas läks ka. Kui ma ellu jään :D&lt;br /&gt;Suure tõenäosusega suren lihtsalt häbisse :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunstis täna, nagu juba viimased kaks tundi, tegelesime tondodega (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes, you guessed right - B and I had a good laugh. At least it's not with a 't'&lt;/span&gt; :D). Maalisime CDdele xD minul on kaks tööd, millega ma isegi üsna rahul olen :) Vb näete, kui ma nad kätte saan... Rõhutan sõna "kui" sest 99% me oma töid tagasi ei saa :/&lt;br /&gt;Mul on probleeme sellega, et mu käed värisevad ja siis ei saa ka parima tahtmise juures jooni korda teha ja teravate tippudega -.-  Närvide rahustuseks kuulasin A7Xi... väga... mmm... inspireeriv? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne tuli täna Jerezist/Sevillast tagasi. Homme on trenn ja ma pean peale seda veel G lastehoiust ära tooma -.- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No luck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S! Homsest hakkab Bahraini GP. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My God&lt;/span&gt;, kuidas ma olen F1est puudust tundnud! Tuleb põnev nädalavahetus! :D Ja Fer punases -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ¡MUCHA SUERTE, CAMPEÓN! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-6293499867893507719?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/6293499867893507719/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=6293499867893507719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6293499867893507719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/6293499867893507719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-yea-homme-on-eriline-paev.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4482310571847085254</id><published>2010-03-04T20:36:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:24:59.150+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pärnu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noortekoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='koolitants 2010'/><title type='text'>Salsa</title><content type='html'>Mul pole olnud veel mahti kirjutada, teate mind ju xD Isegi Annega Jerezis pole mul millegi jaoks aega... homme tundub natuke lebom olevat muidugi :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mina oma keerutava jutuga O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ME SAIME KOOLITANSTU FINAALKONTSERDILE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡¡¡Síiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uued ja väikesed võisid ju eripreemiad saada, aga meie saime ainukesena finaali ikka :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Señorita&lt;/span&gt;'d nagu me oleme oma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abanico&lt;/span&gt;'dega :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millega ma siis tegelenud olen, et mul polnud aega isegi sellest rääkida? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Esmaspäeval oli mul 7 tundi (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;joy, yes, 'course&lt;/span&gt;) ja siis kutsus B mind endaga Salsa tundi. Rääkis, et esimene tund on tasuta - nagu prooviks või nii. Trenni mul niikuinii polnud - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell yeah&lt;/span&gt;, ma tulen! :D Käisime siis Casa de Baile's, kus õpetajateks on Xavier ja Jana :)&lt;br /&gt;Olin juba varem Salsaga kokku puutunud, kuna peotantsu kursustel viimases tunnis me seda ka õppisime. Nimelt olime me seal nii tublid, et saime päeva võrra varem tantsudega valmis ^^&lt;br /&gt;Seal sain ma kiita, et ma liigun hästi ^^ ja ma olin ainus, kes õppis ära pöördega möödamineku ^^ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, T's not proud of herself&lt;/span&gt;, no :D Ja mulle jubedalt meeldib Salsa :)&lt;br /&gt;Ainuke asi oli tunnis see, et mehi oli kaks korda vähem kui naisi. Tantsida saime ikka, kui sammud selged (mul olid need niikuinii selged). Üks snoob kippus mind õpetama suure hoolega. Sm, okei, hea on kui parandad, aga ta lausa tänitas xD Ta oli rõve ka :D Õnneks mu teine partner kompenseeris asja täielikult :D Ta oli küll venelane, aga rääkis väga head eesti keelt :) (olgu öeldud, et 99% tunnis olnud meestest olid venelased - eesti poisid, minge trenni, goosh, noh!) Ta oli täiega kena xD aga tema kriitikaks võin öelda - ma koperdasin, mis tähendab, et mu partner ei osanud mind juhtida :/ Xavieriga tantsisin ka :P Tema ütles mulle veel: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't fall into me&lt;/span&gt;" xD ja pärast sain temalt kiita ka :D temaga oli hea tantsida xD jõudsin ainult mõelda - millal ma n e i d samme õppisin xD Xavi ütles ka, et kui mees tantsib hästi, siis naine ei pea üldse tantsida oskama :P&lt;br /&gt;Nii nõme, et ma seal käia ei saa, sest kui Anne nüüd järgmise nädala lõpus tagasi tuleb, siis on mul täpselt esmaspäeval ja kolmapäeval trennid :/ On nii palju asju mida ma teha tahaks... Tahaks veel korralikult osata Rumbat, Sambat, Paso Doble't, Tangot, Cha-Cha'd ja mida kõike veel...&lt;br /&gt;Salsast veel rääkides - keegi ei ole huvitatud B partneriks hakkama? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teisipäeval oli hispaania keel ja hiljem tegime seda pagana kõne... magama sain alles ~3.30... seda mitte koduste tööde pärast küll 8-) Sel on midagi pistmist L'ga :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kolmapäeval oli trenn, nagu tavaliselt. Eriti me seal küll midagi teinud, paar korda Buleríast, korra Alegríast ja siis "vana"-Rumbat (mustlasrumbat siis) ja "nõia"-Rumbat (k õ i g e vanemat mustlasrumbat). "Vana"-Rumbaga sai nalja, sest üks kõlar otsustas lõpetada töötamise ja seetõttu oli meil pm ainult kitarr, mille taustaks mingid tüübid karjusid xD Nalja sai xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Täna oli peale 8 tunni veel koori proov ka, kus laulsime "Pistoda laulu" , "Laulu Põhjamaast", "Sina oled sina" ja "Oma saart". My God, kui külm aulas oli -.- Lõdisesin poole seal oldud ajas ja isegi kodus oli veel külm :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga olgu...&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS! Rootsi reis on 21. märts - 25. märts ja me oleme Stockholmis ja Sollentunas. Ööbime rootslaste juures ^^ ja 21. Tallinkiga läheme. Tallinkil on Rootsi kruiisil &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carnaval Latino&lt;/span&gt;, mis mulle ja B'le igasugu mõtteid pähe pani xD pärast bio tundi kui Urgard meile sellest rääkis, mis plaanis on jne, siis me B'ga ainult lugesime teineteise mõtteid ja muigasime xD oojaa, telepaatia xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trip&lt;/span&gt; saab &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; olema! :D Ma ei suuda seda enam ära oodata =) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaa ja Pärnus olen ka kindlasti :) 19. - 20. märts :)  20. on kell 17 suur kontsert ja peale seda kobime koju ka :/ Muidu 19. on siis see võistluse osa ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;playbox&lt;/span&gt; ning mingi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;party&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No sé &lt;/span&gt;xD Siis näeme, L! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-4482310571847085254?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4482310571847085254/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4482310571847085254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4482310571847085254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4482310571847085254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/03/mul-pole-olnud-veel-mahti-kirjutada.html' title='Salsa'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-7261590880245033105</id><published>2010-02-27T03:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:33:38.117+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael schumacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heikki Kovalainen'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw5sfoJQAes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xw5sfoJQAes&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The word he screams, Perkele, is a Finnish swearword usually used to describe Michael Schumacher.&lt;br /&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/3758365716975098904-7261590880245033105?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/7261590880245033105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=7261590880245033105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7261590880245033105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7261590880245033105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/quote-word-he-screams-perkele-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5585407125641993949</id><published>2010-02-24T00:46:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:34:49.325+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avenged sevenfold'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kuulan A7Xi ja teen oma&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; slideshow&lt;/span&gt;'d &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Southern States&lt;/span&gt;'idest Country Studies' jaoks.&lt;br /&gt;Seda oli vaja seda esimest öelda... ma pole neid enam nii ammu kuulanud, sest see on kuidagi... imelik. Sellega seostub väga palju, kuid praegu peab. Olen ajast maas, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeap&lt;/span&gt;, kuid mälestama peaks ikkagi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5585407125641993949?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5585407125641993949/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5585407125641993949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5585407125641993949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5585407125641993949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/kuulan-a7xi-ja-teen-oma-slideshow-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-547740597763799583</id><published>2010-02-23T21:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T00:24:19.304+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avenged sevenfold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hispaania keel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>Bat Country</title><content type='html'>Tegin hommikul on hispaania keele kodused ülesanded ära ja, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt;, see harjutus, mis pidi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;particularly nasty&lt;/span&gt; olema, polnud seda üldse mitte. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt;, oli see üsna lihtne. Rääkimata siis teisest, mis oli käskiva kõneviisi jaatava vormi peale :P Pärast Kadri spets mulle tehtud tabelist, mida ta ise ülikooli ajal kasutas, lõi mul ka pirn põlema. Alguses oli mul &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tú&lt;/span&gt; ja &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vd. &lt;/span&gt;eristamisega igavene jama. Tegin ülesannet ja suure hoolega mõtlen, et panen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tú&lt;/span&gt;-vormi. Tühjagi! Loomulikult oli siis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vd.&lt;/span&gt; ja vastupidi. Tol korral olin ma lõpuks endas nii pettunud, et ma mõtlesin, et ma hakkan lihtsalt kõigi ees nutma xD Tundsin juba, kuidas pisarad kurku tõusid xD Pärast tabeli mõistmist tegin kõik ülesanded kõige kiiremini ära :_ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very me&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;Mõlemad ülesanded olid õigesti tehtud, kuigi ma ühe koha peale kirjutasin somehow "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;habían llegado&lt;/span&gt;" kuigi sulgudes oli &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salir&lt;/span&gt;... ma ei tea, mida ma mõtlesin xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tundi minnes sain ma meeldiva üllatuse osaliseks. Nimelt kui ma maha olin istunud, siis avastasin, et minu taga istuv (super seksikas) kutt kuulab kõvasti muusikat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay&lt;/span&gt;. Kuulan... või noh... kuulen, kuna oli üsna keeruline seda m i t t e teha, et ta kuulab sellist... mõnusat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hard rock/heavy metal&lt;/span&gt;'it. Ta kuulas seda lausa nii kõvasti, et ma kuulsin ära kõik kidrasoolod ja kohati isegi laulusõnad, rääkimata siis trummidest! Teine lugu ja esimesed taktid. O.O A&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;venged Sevenfold? Bat Country?!&lt;/span&gt; O.O Ja ma siis omaette rokkisin kaasa :D :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man, I love those guys&lt;/span&gt; xD ja... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P the Rev -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;you'll be missed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hispaania keele tunnid on alati epicud :D Vähemalt siis, kui A ja mina kohal oleme :P "Tore, kui hispaania keele tunnid nii naljakad on." Ha-ha, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe me, they are&lt;/span&gt; :D Meie feilid ja siis veel minu vahvad täissoditud harjutuste lehed (YY) Ainult A oskab nii ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Tendrá usted algún compromiso esta tarde? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sí, maravillosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go&lt;/span&gt;, A! ;) Oled võrratu :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Qué va a beber? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Media botella de tinto.&lt;/span&gt;          *O.O joodik oled, A! O.O*&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿Con leche o solo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See polnud küll dialoog, kuid need küsimused &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;ivad :_ Viimasele küsimusele järgnes vastus "un café solo" aga see polnud enam oluline :D Kõik me saime vähemalt naerda, et A kavatseb ära juua pool pudelit punast veini ja soovitatavalt koos piimaga :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mul on homme küll flamenco, kuid ma ei tea, kas ma lähen. Vaatan veel, kuidas rongid liiguvad.&lt;br /&gt;Nimelt läheb Anne nüüd neljapäeval kaheks nädalaks Jerezi ja Sevillasse. Meid jätab siia &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constant snow and cold&lt;/span&gt;'i! Pagan ma tahaks praegu sinna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Üks asi veel... pean seda lihtsalt ütlema: MA VIHKAN KUI INIMESED RIKUVAD EESTI KEELT "šiišhhh"; "nhhh"; "jhhh"; "kallišššhhh"; "jubahhh"; "nõmehh" jne kirjutamisega. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¡Por real! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sm, üks asi on tuua sisse inglise (minu puhul ka hispaania) keel, aga ma kasutan siis vähemalt grammatiliselt korrektseid fraase/väljendeid. Ja, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;generalmente&lt;/span&gt;, üritan ma ka keelereeglitest kinni pidada. Minust on kole vahele lükkida võõrkeelseid fraase, jah, ma tean, aga ma ei saa sinna midagi parata. Vähemalt ei muuda ma sõnu O.O Vähemalt ei kasuta ma venekeelseid väljendeid :_ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So&lt;/span&gt;, õppige kirjutama, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;¿sí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-547740597763799583?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/547740597763799583/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=547740597763799583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/547740597763799583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/547740597763799583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/bat-country.html' title='Bat Country'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4743967266146001176</id><published>2010-02-22T22:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:34:21.605+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hispaania keel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noortekoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam lambert'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aga mina ei lähe homme kooli :_ Vot täpselt nii lahe olengi :_&lt;br /&gt;Nimelt on G natuke haige ja emps ei tahtnud haiguslehte võtta. Täna oli M temaga kodus ja homme on minu kord :_ Reedel ka mind koolis vb pole terve päeva, vb osa päevast. Täpselt veel ei tea.&lt;br /&gt;Kahju on sellest, et ma jään seetõttu kahest matemaatika tunnist ilma ja seal nad lahendavad veel jada ülesandeid. Nüüd saan neist enam-vähem aru, aga mitte päris veel xD Enam ei ole nii lahe kui varem xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trennis oli muidu nagu tavaliselt, kuid - oh yeah - meil on mingid müsitilised koputused Buleríases. Need, mida täna võtsime on mingi kahe takti peale ülihelikiirusel asjad xD Ma ei suuda veel kahte asja korralikult kokku panna, aga homme on aega harjutada :P Pool maja (vähemalt) on tõenäoliselt tööl ka ja seega ei pane ma kedagi elukohta vahetama xD Maja väriseb, kui T tantsib :_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuulge, te ei tuletanud mulle meelde hispaania keele kodust tööd teha! *mossitab*&lt;br /&gt;Aga õnneks on mul homme pool päeva aega seda teha :D :D Ragistan siis homme hommikul ajusid xD Tingiva kõneviisi harjutus on nkn lihtne :D Selle vb teen veel täna ära :P Kui viitsin 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homme peaksin koolis kooriga esinema põhikooli ja gümnaasiumi aktustel, aga ma ei põe :_ mind pole :_ II alt saab ilma minuta ka hakkama, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well they don't, but I don't care&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm so sick of living for other people&lt;br /&gt;Took meeting you to realise&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna lose ya, I wanna keep ya&lt;br /&gt;Put your little hand in mine and look into my eyes, baby eyes"&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/3758365716975098904-4743967266146001176?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4743967266146001176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4743967266146001176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4743967266146001176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4743967266146001176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/aga-mina-ei-lahe-homme-kooli-vot.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-745122256241023099</id><published>2010-02-20T02:10:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T02:29:57.865+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam lambert'/><title type='text'>"Whataya want from me"</title><content type='html'>Ma ei oska praegu, kell 2 öösel mitte midagi öelda, kuid on miski, mida ma praegu armastan ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoUME5i2Ek4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VoUME5i2Ek4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Whataya want from me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, slow it down whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah I'm afraid whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There might have been a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I would give myself away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oooh once upon a time I didn't give a damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But now, here we are so whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't give in, I won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeah, it's plain to see (plain to see) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that baby you're beautiful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And there's nothing wrong with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(nothing wrong with you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's me, I'm a freak (yeah) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but thanks for lovin' me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you're doing it perfectly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(it perfectly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There might have been a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I would let you slip away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't even try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I think you could save my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin' it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't give in, I won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just keep comin around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whataya want from me (Whataya want from me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just don't give up on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(uuuuuuh) I won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No, I won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(So I) just don't give up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm workin it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't give in, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It messed me up (It messed me up) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Need a second to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, whataya want from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just don't give up I'm workin' it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't give in, i won't let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It messed me up, need a second to breathe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just keep coming around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey, whataya want from me (whataya want from me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whataya want from me (whataya want from me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whataya want from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-745122256241023099?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/745122256241023099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=745122256241023099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/745122256241023099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/745122256241023099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/whataya-want-from-me.html' title='&quot;Whataya want from me&quot;'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-606804149249661494</id><published>2010-02-17T22:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T23:00:31.346+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xXqfd78LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/em5iSSkkMWg/s1600-h/2008_10_05_Airis+Golden+Miracle+034_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xXqfd78LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/em5iSSkkMWg/s320/2008_10_05_Airis+Golden+Miracle+034_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439318837469900978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sa oled Mänguline Abessiinia kass&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;Parim mängukaaslane üldse! Sa oled uudishimulik, pühendunud ja intelligentne. Tihtipeale oled sa uudishimulikkuse rahuldamiseks valmis isegi üle piiri minema. Sulle lihtsalt meeldib oma elule "veidi" vürtsi lisada. Sinu jaoks ei valmista ka kõige keerulisema inimtüübiga suhtlemine raskusi. Sa oled alati soositud ja üldiselt läheb alati kõik sinu plaani järgi. Seetõttu on sul aeg-ajalt raskusi stressi ja depressiooniga toime tulemiseks. Sellest hoolimata kutsutakse sind Mister Seikluseks!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong class="subdivision"&gt;Sulle meeldib: &lt;/strong&gt;tegutseda, lähedased suhted, põnevus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong class="subdivision"&gt;Sinu kihvt omadus: &lt;/strong&gt;Oma elatist teenid Sa lõbu jahtimisega.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://et.unitedcats.com/what_cat_breed_are_you"&gt;Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Koerad on mehe parimad sõbrad lihtsalt sellepärast, et kassid on ju naiste omad." &lt;/span&gt;- Täpselt! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-606804149249661494?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/606804149249661494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=606804149249661494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/606804149249661494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/606804149249661494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/sa-oled-manguline-abessiinia-kass-parim.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xXqfd78LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/em5iSSkkMWg/s72-c/2008_10_05_Airis+Golden+Miracle+034_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-5163104600107085589</id><published>2010-02-17T21:48:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:00:05.095+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rootsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pärnu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flamenco'/><title type='text'>Di sere nere vol 2.</title><content type='html'>Ma ei tea, mis mul viga on, aga järjekordne postitus.&lt;br /&gt;Trennist siis. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I failed. Bad&lt;/span&gt; O.O ma pole vist ammu nii halvasti tantsinud xD Ma ei tea, mida ma mõtlesin,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; srsly&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja mul jäi ennem rääkimata - meedias tegime oma telesaate paroodia ära, seega seda mul nüüd natuke aega ei ole ja oma aastatööd hakkan ka alles vaheajal tegema, sest lihtsalt kaamera on muul ajal kinni.&lt;br /&gt;Millest ma teen? Flamencost. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Obviously&lt;/span&gt;. Pole vist millestki muust teha, mida ma oskaks ka. See tuleb mingi pooleldi portreefilm. Keegi peale minu seda niikuinii nägema ei saa :P&lt;br /&gt;Pole veel mõelnud, mis tantsu ma teen, aga kõige tõenäolisemalt lehviku-Alegríast. Või siis võib ka Buleríast, kuid me ei jõua seda valmis (meil alles pool :D) ja siis pole vist mõtet teha... poolikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tegelikult oli mingi oluline asi veel, millest ma rääkima pidin, aga päris see mul veel meeles ongi x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahjaa... Meelde tuli!&lt;br /&gt;Pidin rääkima Rootsist ja Pärnust. 100% pole miski kindel, sest ma ei tea täpset Rootsi sõitmise aega, kuid Pärnu kuupäevad on siiski olemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19-20 märts Pärnu koorifestival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23-26 märts Stockholm/Sollentuna, Rootsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ suvel juunis saab veel Rootsi! :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Man, I mi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ss Stockholm and Sweden! It's been a year now... since the last trip...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nüüd peaks küll kõik olema... pean veel õppima.&lt;br /&gt;Ja homme läheb kohutavaks matemaatika jadaülesannete lahendamiseks. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joy! Looking forward to it! NOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuletage mulle nädalavahetusel meelde hispaania keele kodune töö ära teha. Mul tuleb see muidu alles esmaspäeva öösel meelde ja siis olen hädas, sest seekord saime kaks ülesannet, millest üks on õudusunenägu oma kõik võimalike aegade ja nende ühilduvusega ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuidados muxo!&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xQgrLJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vSD5qKOqFFs/s1600-h/stockholm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xQgrLJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vSD5qKOqFFs/s320/stockholm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310972232259138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xP4OnbyTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QpQBZHqmfMw/s1600-h/2981779469_e341e23725_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xP4OnbyTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/QpQBZHqmfMw/s320/2981779469_e341e23725_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439310277371480370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xRUm3eZCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Q9Y8k4BtgaE/s1600-h/stockholm-0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xRUm3eZCI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Q9Y8k4BtgaE/s320/stockholm-0231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439311864429175842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-5163104600107085589?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/5163104600107085589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=5163104600107085589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5163104600107085589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/5163104600107085589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/di-sere-nere-vol-2.html' title='Di sere nere vol 2.'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3xQgrLJ1kI/AAAAAAAAAMs/vSD5qKOqFFs/s72-c/stockholm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3686745623895747631</id><published>2010-02-17T17:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:06:14.275+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Di sere nere</title><content type='html'>Argh, ma olin niiiii tüdinud koolist. See on lihtsalt midagi müstilist!&lt;br /&gt;"Kuritööd ja karistust" ma tänaseks, nagu mõni teist juba teab, läbi ei lugenud, sest eelmine kolmapäev oli raamatukogu tähtaeg ja sinna see jäigi :P Me pidime niikuinii lugema 1.-4. osa ja siis 6. + epiloog, kuid minul see 4. kaugemale ei jõudnud.&lt;br /&gt;Täna oli töö selle peale... või noh... kirjand. Valisin teemaks "Inimene on saladus" (F. Dostojevksi) ja üritasinseda siduda Raskolnikovi ja Sonja suhetega, aga ma ei tea kui palju sellest välja tuli. Tundub, et panin sinna natuke liiga palju iseennast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Y te olvidarás de mí. Cuando llueve, perfiles y casas recuerdan a ti."&lt;/span&gt; See on totaalselt teemast väljas, aga ma lihtsalt kuulan seda hetkel x) Ja selles on nii palju... tõde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, kirjand, jah, ma kirjutasin... täiesti ebaloogilist teksti, mis minu meelest raamatuga küll ei seostunud. Nägin kurja vaeva, et seda ühtseks tekstiks kokku mätsida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pagan, trenni peab hakkama minema kohe varsti*&lt;br /&gt;Mul on homseks nii palju õppida ja kui ma oleksin olnud korralik tüdruk, siis ma poleks seda kõike homseks jätnudki.&lt;br /&gt;Nimelt on vaja vene keele dialoogid (6) pähe õppida. Õnneks on need üsna lihtsad, seega ma väga ei põe :P Tegelikult tuleks veel mingid sõnad ja mingi dialoog veel pähe õppida, aga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like this is gonna happen&lt;/span&gt; xD Mul lihtsalt ei ole aega... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can't help it, sorry&lt;/span&gt; :P Ehk vingerdab sellest kuidagi välja... loota ju võib (A)&lt;br /&gt;Siis on veel homme bioloogias kontrolltöö mitoosi, meioosi ja sugurakkude arengu peale - oh yeah! Vähemalt ma &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;más o menos&lt;/span&gt; oskan seda teemat. Kuigi kui keegi küsiks praegu, mis toimub meioosi II anafaasis? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like... ummm... something?&lt;/span&gt; Kromatiidid lahknevad? Vb xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inglise keeles täna feilisin... paar korda vähemalt. Kardan, et piisavalt, et enam mitte "5" saada -.-  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You failed, T, I hate you sometimes, I do. Lo juro&lt;/span&gt; ;) Aga vähemalt us õps on normaalne ja ma saan aru ka, mida ta räägib :P Eelmisel oli selline aktsent, et... no mul on ka parem xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kell on palju O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaatab, vb kirjutan pärast veel, oleneb mis emotsioonid trennist saab. Selles on aga küll õigus, et kui on tugevad tunded, siis tantsid paremini. Ma polnud just mingi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; big smile&lt;/span&gt; esmaspäeval ja ma tantsisin kõvasti paremini. Kuigi särast ehk jäi vajaka. Vahelduseks võib ju preili Masendus ka olla, eks? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pean j o o k s m a!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3758365716975098904-3686745623895747631?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3686745623895747631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3686745623895747631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3686745623895747631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3686745623895747631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/di-sere-nere.html' title='Di sere nere'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-916526141636563797</id><published>2010-02-16T02:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T02:53:03.756+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiziano ferro'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Di sere nere che non c'è tempo, non c'è spazio e mai nessuno capirà puoi rimanere perché fa male da morire senza te."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Tiziano Ferro - "Sere nere"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Mustadel öödel pole aega, pole ruumi, ja keegi ei mõista, miks ma olen suremas ilma sinuta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-916526141636563797?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/916526141636563797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=916526141636563797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/916526141636563797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/916526141636563797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/di-sere-nere-che-non-ce-tempo-non-ce.html' title=''/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-7925762037893846586</id><published>2010-02-15T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:24:06.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What if... ?</title><content type='html'>Kindlasti pole mina ainus, kes mõtleb vahel: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what if... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis siis, kui ma poleks seda öelnud? Mis siis, kui ma poleks niimoodi reageerinud? Mis siis, kui ma poleks niimoodi teinud? Mis siis, kui k õ i k oleks teisiti läinud? Mis siis oleks teisiti? Kas midagi oleks muutunud? Kas oleks praegu kõik teisiti? Kas kõik oleks praegu korras? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kõik need küsimused, millele tegelikult vastust ju pole. Või õigemini... võib-olla isegi oleks, kuid keegi meist ei saa ju aega tagasi pöörata ja asja parandada. See on olnud ja see on nüüd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;locked in time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kõik, mis ei tapa, teeb tugevaks."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Võib-olla. Aga keegi pole öelnud, mis siis saab, kui siiski surra. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Muerto por dentro&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Any ideas?&lt;/span&gt; Kas seda saab parandada? Või... ellu äratada? Tõenäoliselt. Aga kuidas? Piisab vaid suurest tahtest? Ei usu. Siis oleks praeguseks juba midagi muutunud.&lt;br /&gt;Ei ole raske, minu jaoks enam vähemalt mitte, minna kooli/trenni/hispaania keele tundi/kuhugi mujale ja suhelda erinevate inimestega, sõpradega, tuttavatega. See pole mingi probleem. Ma ei ole must masendus. Väliselt olen vist isegi õnnelik. Ma olengi õnnelik. Mingil määral vähemalt. Täielikult kindlasti mitte - ma ei saakski olla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veider, kuidas mõni hetk elus võib muuta inimest täielikult. Üks tilluke ja tähtsusetu hetk. Nii pikk tee on maha käidud ja ma olen vahepeal täisealiseks saanud. Sellest väiksest naiivsest tüdrukust on saanud midagi muud. Parem või halvem inimene - sellele ma ei oska vastata. Oleneb tõenäoliselt inimesest ja tema isiklikust arvamusest. Paari aastaga kadus päikeselisus, asendus see kurbusega. Samas... ma olin ka õnnelik... ja kannatasin, aga ma olin õnnelik. See kadus. Olin täielik vare ja see asendus... millega? Ma ei oska seda seletada. See on nagu... Teie jaoks olen õnnelik. Ainult teie jaoks. Aga see tuksuv asi vasakul pool seal kahe kopsu vahel, see on vist ikka veel katki. Teie ainult ei tea seda ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere, olen T ja ma ei ole masendunud. Päriselt. Ja see polnud praegu sarkasm O.O Lihtsalt... vahel on huvitavad ideed xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-7925762037893846586?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/7925762037893846586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=7925762037893846586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7925762037893846586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/7925762037893846586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-if.html' title='What if... ?'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3188210873836917717</id><published>2010-02-14T19:33:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:40:44.891+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilusat sõbrapäeva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay... 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&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Umm... this should be all. If I didn't mention Your language you are free to remind me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just know that even if I don't always talk to you or we won't meet - You're always on my mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It doesn't matter to me if we'll never meet and we only "see" each other online. I still consider you as my friend. If I have never told you that: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, I do. And I will not forget you, remember that! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Sorry, it still wants to translate some phrases -.- man, I hate this! -.-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-3188210873836917717?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/3188210873836917717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=3188210873836917717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3188210873836917717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/3188210873836917717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/ilusat-sobrapaeva.html' title='Ilusat sõbrapäeva!'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3hFEkcygpI/AAAAAAAAAMc/J-yexc8Y8eQ/s72-c/different+colors+cats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-1152840546544424612</id><published>2010-02-13T19:09:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T22:31:56.476+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leedu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noortekoor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='klaipeda'/><title type='text'>Klaipėda, Leedu ja Türgi tants ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Labanaktis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Oeh, olen pikalt-pikalt reisilt Leetu, tagasi :) Kurb isegi, sest: LEEDUKAD ON LAHEDAD! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Pean nentima, et poleks oodanud, et nii lahedad :)&lt;br /&gt;Aga alustame algusest siis... ma viitsi eraldi kõigile rääkida, loete siit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neljapäev, 11. veebruar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Äratus 7.00 - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My God&lt;/span&gt;, kui uni mul oli! Täiesti uimas!&lt;br /&gt;8.00 oli ettenähtud väljasõit, aga saime liikuma heal juhul 8.15 Teate küll, tavaline asi, keegi jäi hiljaks jne jne :/ - Mina mitte xD&lt;br /&gt;Sõit iseenesest Leedu poole oli jube igav... ilma mingisuguste vahejuhtumiteta. Kuni Pärnuni vähemalt. Lugesin raamatut "Londoni lõbutüdruku intiimseiklused" ja ühtäkki, kui buss tegi suurema kurvi ma võpatasin "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sauga&lt;/span&gt;" käis mul peast läbi. Tõstan pilgu - Sauga jõgi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;. Šokeerisin iseennast, ma tundsin kurvist, et me oleme Sauga lähedal. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm brilliant. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt; Lugeda ma enam ei saanud, vaatasin ainult, kuidas esimesena Sauga majad ja siis Pärnu paistma hakkas. Tundsin end nii imelikult. Ainuke asi, mida mõtlesin oli see, et loodetavasti keegi pissile ei taha, sest muidu oleksime me Pärnus pea&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bhGa5Gs-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a2mhcyGofUs/s1600-h/2582636196_a526271ed9_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bhGa5Gs-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a2mhcyGofUs/s320/2582636196_a526271ed9_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437781100510753762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tuse teinud ja aitäh, aga Port Arturi tripi jätan vahele.&lt;br /&gt;Minu õnneks me ei peatunud, aga imelik tunne püsis. Nii palju mälestusi... See tegi... haiget.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I guess... &lt;/span&gt;T veel ütles, et tal on minust kahju xD Ma ei osanud midagi muud öelda kui et minul on ka endast kahju :P&lt;br /&gt;Esimene peatus oli Iklas, seejärel kuskil Lätis - ärge küsige kus, ma ei suudaks seda elu sees välja öelda xD Võin ainult öelda, et tegemist oli raudteejaamaga :P Ja siis Leedu Ristimägi. Väga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creepy&lt;/span&gt; koht, päriselt xD Pealegi oma kontsade peal seal ristide vahel turnida... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ot such a good idea.&lt;/span&gt; Mõtlesin kogu aeg, et  varsi tekib siia veel üks rist - koos hauaga xD&lt;br /&gt;Järgmine peatus oli juba Klaipėdas :) Klaipėda&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Eduardas Balsys Kunstigümnaasium (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Klaipėdos Eduardo Balsio menų gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bjSliqvtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/N1VE38Rb4S0/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bjSliqvtI/AAAAAAAAAMM/N1VE38Rb4S0/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437783508551122642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mnazija&lt;/span&gt;) Eduardas Balsys oli leedu helilooja ja sealt siis kooli nimi.&lt;br /&gt;Koolis on kaks suundumust - muusika ja kaunid kunstid. Nende eripäraks on see, et tavaainetele rõhku ei panda [see poiss "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creepy man, who is wearing a piano&lt;/span&gt;" ( klavistiku mustriga kampsun), kes meile kooli näitas ütles, et ta pole kordagi oma kooliaja jooksul teinud ühtki matemaatika kodust tööd O.O] ja neid valmistatakse ette olemaks professionaalne muusik või kunstnik/skulptor/keraamik vms sa olla tahad.&lt;br /&gt;Nende kooli juurde, mis on hiiglastik!, kuulub ka ühiselamu, kus elavad need õpilased, kes kaugemalt Leedust pärit on. Ka meie ööbisime seal. Esimene reaktsioon kooli õpiruumide ossa jõudes (Mõisahoone taga on sellega ühenduses olev hiiglaslik koolihoone. Mõisas on aula jne.) oli: Ou. Mai. Gaad! Kuhu me oleme sattunud?! Isegi 37.KK näeb parem välja! Ja see siin on eliitkool! O.O ja kujutate ette ühikatube? Meie tuba asus kõige kõrgemal korrusel - neljandal. Kui meid meie tuppa juhatati, siis me jäime ukse peale seisma: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say WHAAAAT?! You want US to sleep HERE?!&lt;/span&gt; Tuba oli rohelise-roosa-tumeroosa-kollase kirju. Hallitus, 3 vana kušetti, kaks lagunevat kirjutuslauda ja 3 kokkuvajuvat tooli. Meeldiv. Aa, ja seina peale oli kirjutatud "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eve and @&lt;/span&gt;". Tegemist oli Evelinaga, kelle tuba see oli. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yeah, I didn't mention&lt;/span&gt; - seal oli 16ºC sooja. Ja ka täna hommikuks polnud see tõusnud. Ka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very pleasant&lt;/span&gt;. Söök oli aga hea :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Labai achiu&lt;/span&gt;!**&lt;br /&gt;Muide ja meie toa uksel oli A4le kirjutatud: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nėra pirmos! Pamokos neižadinti!&lt;/span&gt;" ja selle alla väiksele märkmiku paberile "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eve šiukšles!&lt;/span&gt; xD &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Aš rimtai!)&lt;/span&gt;" Mis peaksid tähendame midagi sellist, et à la "esimese tunni ajaks ärge meid äratage" ja "Eve sakib! xD (Päriselt!)"&lt;br /&gt;Ööd me küll üleval olla ei jaksanud ja 23 ajal läksime juba magama. Vaja oli järgmine päev hommikusöögiks, mis oli kell 8 uuesti jalul olla (Kõik seda just ei olnud, jalul nimelt - pidu, pidu, pidu, pidu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Labanaktis&lt;/span&gt;" - Tere õhtust leedu keeles.&lt;br /&gt;** "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Labai achiu&lt;/span&gt;" - Suur aitäh/tänan väga leedu keeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reede, 12. veebruar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algas hommikusöögiga, mis oli jällegi väga hea :) Mis see oli pole oluline, ma vähemalt arvan xD&lt;br /&gt;Sellele järgnes ekskursioon koolis ja õpilased tutvustasid meile koolielu ja ajalugu.&lt;br /&gt;Hiljem oli meil natukene aega, et end valmis panna, et nende aktusel esineda. Kui meie "korterikaaslased" mind rahvariietes ja pärjaga nägid, siis nad esialgu jõllitasid ja niipea kui nad oma tuppa jõudsid kostis sealt naerupahvaks. Tore, olen naljanumber. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Leedukad võtsid meid aga aktusel väga soojalt vastu - nad on parem publik, kui seda on eestlased!&lt;br /&gt;Räägiti inglise ja leedu keeles. Mulle hakkas selle ajaga leedu keel isegi meeldima xD Teemaks oli Leedu Vabariigi iseseisvumine ja ühtlasi soovisid nad meile tulevaks iseseisvuspäevaks õnne :) Ka meie rääkisime neile oma koolist ja selle lõpetas õpetaja Ojavee paari leedukeelse lausega - mu pole vähimatki aimu, mida ta ütles, aga see pakkus leedukatele kõvasti nalja ja nad olid emakeelsest sõnavõtust vaimustuses :)&lt;br /&gt;Esimesena tantsisid meie 6. klassi rahvatantsu ansambel ja nad läksid, samuti, leedukatele väga peale. Eriti aga nelja poisi Rootsi päritolu "Härjatants" ja see tõesti oli väga lahe xD&lt;br /&gt;Meie esitasime: K. A. Hermanni "Kungla rahvast"; J. Tätte "Tuulevaiksel ööl"; V. Tormise "Röntuska III Alistulla" Kui P selle sisse juhatas, siis ta ütles, et see räägib poistst: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't hiss the bottle, hiss the girl&lt;/span&gt;. Kõik koori omad laval turtsatavad naerda. Leedukad mitte. See tõlgitakse leedu keelde. Kõik naeravad xD Aga selle lauluga oli jama. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We failed. Bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Täpsemalt mitte kõik meist, aga paar alti tulid kaks korda valel ajal sisse. Alustasime. Grete näitab sisse bassid ja siis peaks näitama tenori, kuid paar alti said valesti aru ja alustasid ka. Grete katkestab. Duubel 2. Sama jama. Ma olen näost punane kui tomat. Leedukad naeravad. Tahan surra. Duubel 3 läks õigesti. Viimaks. Õnneks oli feili 2 ja teine kord oli see isegi meile juba naljakas xD&lt;br /&gt;Viimasena olid V. Tormise seatud 3 rahvalaulu "Labajalg", "Pikk ingliska" ja "Kaarajaan" koos tantsuga. Vat need läksid peale. Täiega :D :D Nii hea pole kooriga vist varem esineda olnudki :P Meie viimane "Uuuu" pakkus kõigile nalja ^^ Nad olid lausa nii vaimustuses, et trampisid plaksutamise ajal jalgu (aa).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bwrp8wVEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/odNxWCUaF08/s1600-h/4278314623_90bb0e21d5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bwrp8wVEI/AAAAAAAAAMU/odNxWCUaF08/s320/4278314623_90bb0e21d5_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437798232882172994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aktusele järgnes riietevahetus ja söök. Ja siis käisime Klaipėdaga tutvumas. Seal on tõesti väga ilus, kuid ma usun, et see on suvel veelgi ilusam. Ma ei hakka loetlema, kus me käisime... Ütleme lihtsalt, et vanalinnas :P ja Kellamuuseumis. (Pildil on Skulptuuride park)&lt;br /&gt;Peale linnaekskursiooni käisime veel Klaipėda ühes suurimas kaubanduseksuses Akropolises. Ja... tadaa... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt; Maximas! Pärast oli &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hyper&lt;/span&gt; Maxima terve tripi teema xD Mõtlesime, et tuleme koju uhkustama, et käisime&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hyper&lt;/span&gt; Maximas! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We own you now&lt;/span&gt; :D :D Kõige tipuks tundsime end seal nagu kodus - igal pool olid tuttavad poed nagu Terranova, Zara, Monton jne. Isegi Cinnamon oli neil olemas :D ja Tagatipuks mängisid nad, nagu minu jaoks, Tiziano Ferro "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imbranato&lt;/span&gt;"'t! Ma olin natuke rääkinud T'le ja J'le, et ma kuulan itaaliakeelset musa - Tizianot ja sain neile siis öelda: "Saage tuttavaks - see on Tiziano Ferro!" xD "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma ti amo... ti amo... ti amo... Ci risiamo... vabe, e antico, ma ti amo...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Sellele järgnes õhtusöök ja tutvumis-lahkumispidu. Leedukad tahtsid meile ka õpetada oma rahvatantse, sest me olime neile juba tantsinud. Väiksed rohkem, aga siiski. Poleks elu sees arvanud, et meil nii lahe on tantsida :P Ülilahe oli :) Kordumatu elamus :) Kadestage mind;) Samas... ma tean, et ei kadesta, kuna ka mina ei teeks seda, kui ma ei teaks millised leedukad on :P&lt;br /&gt;Leedu tantse tantsisin peamiselt M'ga, kes on väga tore :) Ennem tripi ma temaga kooris rääkinud polnudki :P&lt;br /&gt;Me õpetasime neile ka oma tantse (ja õppisime neid ise, arvestades fakti, et ka meie neid ei osanud xD) ja tantsisime üksteisega :) Vahet pole, et me paarilist ei tundnud ja nad ainult lombakat inglise keelt rääkisid :P&lt;br /&gt;Pärast kui õpsid juba läinud olid ja asi meiele jäeti, siis sõime/jõime (mahla/vett/kalja, et te midagi ei mõtleks) ja ajasime juttu. Noh, okei, mõned leedukad olid... noh... teen ülekohut - mõned leedu poisid olid küll "päris" vintis :P&lt;br /&gt;Paar meie oma hakkasid mängima "Kes aias?" ja sinna tulid kohe mõned leedukad juurde :P See kasvas paari hetkega kõigi ühismänguks ja peale meiele laulsid kaasa leedukad, kes, nii palju kui nad suutsid meie laulust aru saada, ka väga hästi hakkama said :P Kui meil võhm väljas oli ja hääl enam sõna ei kuulanud, siis olid nemad, kes laulu üles võtsid :P "Kes aijas? Kes aijas?..." Ja nende nime kohapealt oli ka mäng lahe xD "Mis nimi? Mis nimi? *segane pudin* tema nimi!..." xD Mõne nime me saime siiski teada või siis karjus seda keegi leedukatest, kes oli ära tabanud, et meil nende nime vaja on, et edasi mängida xD Ühe nime, kes oli väga purjus, me teada ei saanud, aga oma Superman'i t-särgi järgi sai ta ka "Mis nimi? Mis nimi? Superman tema nimi!..." osaliseks ja sellele järgnes naerupahvak :P Mängisime mingisugust nende ringmängu ka, mille sõnad ma ka ära õppisin, aga loomulikult ei mäleta ma neid ja kirjutada ma neid ka niikuinii ei oskaks... kõlas kuidagi nii: "Dijuuri gali, mein strijaali..." see on ka ainuke asi, mida ma mäletan xD&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis tantsisime me nende "firmatantsu", mis oli mingi türgi muusika järgi. Ma ei tea seda nime ja see on nii kurb, sest see lugu on võrratu! Kui ka kellelgi mingi pidur veel peal oli, siis selle õppimise/tantsimisega kadusid needki! Ka meie kõige häbelikumad väristasid end xD Õpetaks seda teile, kuid blogis on see natuke keeruline, vaadake... xD Kui aga tahate, siis andke teada ;)&lt;br /&gt;Selle järgnes natuke diskot, kus mu paariline rööviti xD ja ta oli hiljem sunnitud end tüdruku eest klaveri taha peitma :P ütles veel, et ma teda hoiataks juhuks kui tüdruk tulema peaks xD&lt;br /&gt;Pidu lõppes jällegi Türgi tantsuga ja nad tänasid meid tulemast ja ütlesid, et loodavad meid veel näha ^^ Nii tahaks tagasi Klaipėdasse või siis, et nad meile tuleksid. See oleks ülilahe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laupäev, 13.veebruar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kell 7.30 oli hommikusöök, kus me paari oma uut sõpra nägime. Tegelikult üht mmm... ütleme... Seksikat Kutti (jumala eest, ma ei mäleta ta nime! xD), kes korraks sööklas käis ja meile oma longavas inglise keeles "head reisi" soovis.&lt;br /&gt;Bussi juures ootasid meid veel Sanije (Ma arvan, et ta nime kirjutatakse nii xD pole üldse kindel) ja veel paar tüüpi, kes meiega rohkem aega veetsid. Tegime ühispildi veel ja alustasime kurba/pohmakaga/unist sõitu. Oleneb kellele milline see oli. Minu jaoks oli kurb ja unine :P Ma ei suuda bussis magada ja seetõttu ma vaevalt tukkusin olles samal ajal täiesti &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aware of&lt;/span&gt; (mul ei tule ikka veel see sõna meelde -.-) ümbritsevast.&lt;br /&gt;Peatuse tegime alles Riias, Lidos, kust ma endale kohvi ja Läti šokolaadi ostsin. Kohvi oli vaja. Olin pool surnud oma madalast vererõhust -.- ja sõitsime siis otse Sauele. Pakuti küll, et teeme peatuse Pärnus, aga, tänu jumalale!, kellelgi nii põiekat polnud, et peatust teha.&lt;br /&gt;Tagasi tulles oli Pärnuga sama jama. Ma tukkusin. Kuid niipea kui me jõudsime Raekülla ärkasin ma üles. Küll ma aga kirusin end. Olin päris pikalt tukkunud, aga just s i i s pidi üles tõusma. Pidi. Pagana veider kokkusattumus. Või siis totaalselt nõme alateadvus. Üks variant neist kahest.&lt;br /&gt;Sauele jõudsime kella 19ks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valutan üleni bussiistmes tukkumisest/istumisest ja pealegi tekitas eilne tantsimine hullema lihasvalu xD Türgi tantsus on koht, mis nõuab seljalihaseid ja kohe arvasid need, et nad võivad valutada :S&lt;br /&gt;Peale selle on mul veel nõrkus ja pagana peavalu. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suerte, ¿eh?&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai gaad, sain ma alles pika sissekande. Aga seda oli vaja ;)&lt;br /&gt;Detailide jaoks pöörduge minu poole xD Või no, ma võin ise ka rääkida. Lobiseja nagu ma olen :D&lt;br /&gt;Loodetavasti olete korras, mind pole nüüd natuke aega olnud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Besitos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1152840546544424612?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1152840546544424612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1152840546544424612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1152840546544424612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1152840546544424612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/klaipeda-leedu-ja-turgi-tants.html' title='Klaipėda, Leedu ja Türgi tants ^^'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3bhGa5Gs-I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a2mhcyGofUs/s72-c/2582636196_a526271ed9_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-3552597197467360872</id><published>2010-02-09T21:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:53:34.715+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S3G6vavs_aI/AAAAAAAAALs/LafL9KVy4Fo/s1600-h/OgAAAGkHLGV3Z3pFfONCA9_kdTTleTts0oLCqhF-0MFGas0NunX6se3hiTYBjKt_HVTn2faHO3ND7r0QIvLQk1hNttEAm1T1UMIFUG4VhhP4hcwaEWbTWumpV7ax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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kuus ^^ ja näidend jäi ka ära ^^&lt;br /&gt;Sain seetõttu kodus süüa :) Või noh...oli a e g a kodus süüa :P&lt;br /&gt;Pidin ju minema linna oma passile ja ID-kaardile järele -.- Pelgulinna! Bussis mõtlesin, et võin siis oma pangakaardi ka ära aktiveerida ja käisin seetõttu läbi Nõmme ja seal 33-ga Pelgulinna -.- ja tagasi Nõmmele... trenni ;)&lt;br /&gt;Võite ette kujutada, kui väsinud ma olen O.O Kordasin endale ainult: "sa ei pea seda nüüd vähemalt viis aastat tegema, ei pea, kannata ära" xD&lt;br /&gt;Trenn oli tore :) Seda enam, et ma ei saa enda pihta enam nii koledat kriitikat :O Pingutama paneb see, aga ego tirib ka alla :/ Tekib tunne, et oled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;epic fail&lt;/span&gt; :/&lt;br /&gt;Muide... Bussiga Nõmmele tagasi sõites tuli kusagil Marja lähedal peale mingi vaimse puudega mees, istus minu taha. My God, ma mõtlesin, et tahaks vastassuunas joosta O.O Tabasin end mõttelt, et minust on nii õel mõelda, et ta rõve on, sest see pole ju tema teha, et ta lampi midagi segast ütleb ja... puristab... aga ma ei suutnud :S Lootsin kogu aeg, et ta juba väljuks :S Ma olen vastik :S Suurbritanniasse on palju tööpakkumisi just puudega inimeste hooldajaks, aga ma ei suudaks elu sees seda teha... No mida! Ma ei suuda vahel G mähkmeidki vahetada! *omg*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei tea veel, mida me leedukatele esitame kontserdil, aga kindlasti Tormise "Labajalg" ; "Pikk-Ingliska" ; "Kaarajaan" (koos tantsuga - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;believe me - I hate those&lt;/span&gt;!) ja seda Ingerimaa rahvalaulu, mille nime ma ei tea xD me kutsume seda "Tin, tin"'iks :P (Meeste osa koosnebki ainult "tin" kordamisest :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma kobin nüüd magama... (ja "Kuritööd ja karistust" ma ei lugenudki :/ homme läheb koledaks siis :S &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no sleep tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;! Oma viga, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;though&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-1414494930644114085?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/1414494930644114085/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=1414494930644114085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1414494930644114085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/1414494930644114085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/vasinud.html' title='Väsinud -.-'/><author><name>Kizka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09780197339983869153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/TAj7y-GHB-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tXGSr3wd898/S220/Untitledgg-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758365716975098904.post-4246141573788138551</id><published>2010-02-07T19:56:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:48:41.429+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hispaania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leedu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='klaipeda'/><title type='text'>Klaipeda ja Hispaania (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S28F9V_vJRI/AAAAAAAAALk/OB2vTW-JMP8/s1600-h/Klaipeda-winter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0eZvlz4He8U/S28F9V_vJRI/AAAAAAAAALk/OB2vTW-JMP8/s320/Klaipeda-winter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435569826694112530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juuksed ~20 cm lühemad ^^ (ja terved O.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hetkel tegelen suure hoolega "Kuritöö ja karistusega" (ikka veel -.-) olen lugenud ära 225 lk raamatust ja see peab olema läbi kolmapäevaks (mitte, et töö oleks, aga raamatukogu tähtaeg xD ) me jätame lugemata 4.-5. osa raamatust õnneks ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vene keele tunniks on vaja teisipäevaks pähe õppida 6 dialoogi (YY) ja meil on ainult 1 valmis... ja mu paarilist pole msnis... ma ei jõua neid dialooge ainult homsega elu sees valmis! :S Trenn on ka veel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aa ja mind pole &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. - 13. veebruar&lt;/span&gt; (ehk neljapäevast laupäevani) ^^ Ma olen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Klaipedas, Leedus&lt;/span&gt; :) Neljapäeva hommikul kell 8 on väljasõit ja sõit kestab 12 tundi (SUREEEEEEEEEEN!)&lt;br /&gt;Osa meist ööbivad tõenäoliselt leedukate peredes... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wouldn't mind&lt;/span&gt; 8-) saabki nendega siis suhelda, muidu me suure tõenäosusega ei suhtleks xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isale tegin sünnipäevaks eile meekooki ^^ Olen rahul, kuigi esialgu tundus, et välja küll midagi ei tule :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;main thing&lt;/span&gt;: kandideerida töökohale Hispaanias või ei? Ma ei tea, mida teha. Ma tahan seda, te kõik teate kui palju veel... kuid... üksi... ma ei kujutanud kunagi ette, et ma seda ü k s i teen... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No sé que hacer&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no sé&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Keegi minuga tulla tahab? Andke teada ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ootan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tqm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758365716975098904-4246141573788138551?l=kizka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/feeds/4246141573788138551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3758365716975098904&amp;postID=4246141573788138551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4246141573788138551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758365716975098904/posts/default/4246141573788138551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kizka.blogspot.com/2010/02/juuksed-20-cm-luhemad-ja-terved-o.html' title='Klaipeda ja Hispaania (?)'/><author><name>Kiz
