tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76026261693014359062024-02-08T02:35:18.105-08:00You Only Live Once.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08977983046541581435noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602626169301435906.post-2415848718185346552012-08-02T06:49:00.000-07:002012-08-02T07:03:20.597-07:00<div><h3 style="padding: 0px; margin: 3px;"><a href="http://www.authorstream.com/Presentation/fabiolasardi-1489758-final-project/" target="_blank" style="font:normal 18px,arial;">Final Project</a></h3><object width="425" height="354" id="player"><param name="movie" value="http://www.authorstream.com/player.swf?fb=0&pl=as&nb=1&ap=0&c#dfdfdf&p=1489758_634794612600553750" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/><embed src="http://www.authorstream.com/player.swf?fb=0&pl=as&nb=1&ap=0&c#dfdfdf&p=1489758_634794612600553750" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="354"></embed></object><div style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal;font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;">More <a href="http://www.authorstream.com/" target="_blank">PowerPoint presentations</a> from <a href="http://www.authorstream.com/fabiolasardi/" target="_blank">Fabiola Sardi</a></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08977983046541581435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602626169301435906.post-1947496252273907292012-07-09T19:13:00.000-07:002012-07-09T19:13:04.995-07:00<br />
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Hero/Heroine From Boys Like Girls<br />
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Two is Better Than One From Boys Like Girls ft. Taylor Swift<br />
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check out this two lovely videos from one of my favorite bandsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08977983046541581435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602626169301435906.post-59146641401646233742012-06-20T17:07:00.001-07:002012-07-09T19:07:22.789-07:00<b>What do you have in your bag?</b><br />
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<b>A Poem For Dad</b><br />
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Sergio Orán<br />
By: Bárbara<br />
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Sergio.<br />
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Generous, responsible, loving, inspiring <br />
Father of Maria Gracia and Bárbara <br />
Who loves his family, electronic stuff and working<br />
Who is a funny person, but at the same time scared of being alone<br />
Wants to see his grandchildren grow and his family happy<br />
Resident of my heartAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08977983046541581435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7602626169301435906.post-40557839467559831992012-05-26T20:01:00.000-07:002012-05-30T20:29:10.996-07:00My name's Bárbara but you can call me Barbi or Barb, I'm from Maracaibo and I live there originally, i'm 18 years old and I have a small family. My mom is a housewife and my dad is an engineer, I have one sister.<br />
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I study social communication at URBE, My favorite subjects are english and language and communication, This trimester I am taking 6 classes and I am in the 2nd trimester.<br />
I love music, specially Taylor Swift, Bon Jovi and One Direction, singing, writing, surfing on the internet. <br />
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My favorite food is spaghetti and I really love snacks like pringles and lay'sm the most important to me is my family, my boyfriend and my friends.<br />
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I hate lies, homework and honestly study haha! <br />
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Well I think that's enough so there's a video from one direction, my favorite<br />
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I'm broken Do you hear me<br />
I'm blinded Cause you are everything I see <br />
I'm dancing, alone <br />
I'm praying That your heart will just turn around<br />
And as I walk up to your door My head turns to face the floor <br />
Cause I can't look you in the eyes and say<br />
When he opens his arms And holds you close tonight <br />
It just won't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this<br />
yeah <br />
When he lays you down, I might just die inside <br />
It just don't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this<br />
Can't love you more than this<br />
If I'm louder Would you see me? <br />
Would you lay down in my arms and rescue me?<br />
Cause we are, the same <br />
You saved me, when you leave its gone again <br />
And then I see you on the street In his arms, I get weak <br />
My body falls I'm on my knees Praying<br />
When he opens his arms and holds you close tonight <br />
It just won't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this <br />
yeah When he lays you down, I might just die inside <br />
It just don't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this<br />
I've never had the words to say <br />
But now I'm asking you to stay For a little while inside my arms<br />
And as you close your eyes tonight <br />
I pray that you will see the light That's shining from the stars above<br />
When he opens his arms And holds you close tonight<br />
It just won't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this Cause <br />
I can't love you more than this<br />
When he lays you I might just die inside <br />
It just don't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this, yeah<br />
When he opens his arms And holds you close tonight <br />
It just won't feel right <br />
Cause I can't love you more than this<br />
When he lays you down, I might just die inside <br />
It just don't feel right Cause I can't love you more than this <br />
Can't love you more than this<br />
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