Hace ya 5 años que abri este blog y creo que es hora de retomarlo y darle un nuevo aire.
Todavia esta en fase de pruebas y tengo que remodelar muchas cosas, pero espero que os guste como esta quedando.
Black 8 ball
31 agosto 2008
Rescate de Nitza a las 04:00h
Si Chloé viene de un contenedor de basura, Nitza viene del motor de un coche. Cada dia mas jipis xD
Acero pa los barcos
30 agosto 2008
Finde destroyer... y petardo
Entrando al Pop Bar:
Rebeca - Duro de pelar Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit (versionado con Beyonce, cagaté) Spice Girls - Spice up your life Alaska - Mil campanas Abba - Gimme gimme a man Madonna - Like a prayer (aquí me faltó 'el tiempo pasa... despacico' y agachadilla xD) Sonia - Deja que mueva mueva
Y bueno, un surtido variado de canciones petardas, que amenizo el final de la velada xD
25 agosto 2008
Te he dicho alguna vez como me ponen los jugadores de waterpolo?
21 agosto 2008
Dancing with Myself
19 agosto 2008
Lo que no se debe hacer en un playback
Estaba buscando un videoclip de Blondie, en concreto de la canción One Way or Another, que la calidad fuera decente y esas cosas... Y me he encontrado con este video. Ojo a la mandibula de la cantante xDDDDDD No tiene desperdicio!
05 agosto 2008
Beautiful Day
02 agosto 2008
NO ESTOY DEPRE, OK?
Pero ma dao x esto, joder xDDD
01 agosto 2008
Clubbed to Death
31 julio 2008
De Celebracion
Atento pierde la campaña del Ayuntamiento de Barcelon 010. Paro, ¿indemnizacion?, finiquito, vacaciones y superviaje para celebrarlo. Berlin, Amsterdam fijo... y Londres, Siham? xD
Who wants to live forever?
...we can love forever...
30 julio 2008
No estoy deprimida
Ni me quiero cortar las venas, ni me voy a volver emo... Simplemente me ha dado por escuchar Queen. Sin mas, ok? xDDD
26 julio 2008
Me aburro un webo
Hoy, 12:30, tete's jous:
Amanda: Esto es una mesa de un bar? Albert: Si Amanda: Vale, es que me lo parecia.
Otra de Queen u_u
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see, I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooh, I don't want to die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me (Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity Easy come, easy go, will you let me go Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go.) Will not let you go (Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah No, no, no, no, no, no, no. (Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows
24 julio 2008
No he podido evitarlo
Empty spaces - what are we living for? Abandoned places - I guess we know the score.. On and on! Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero - another mindless crime. Behind the curtain, in the pantomime. Hold the line! Does anybody want to take it anymore? The Show must go on! The Show must go on! Inside my heart is breaking, My make-up may be flaking, But my smile, still, stays on!
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance. Another heartache - another failed romance. On and on! Does anybody know what we are living for? I guess i'm learning I must be warmer now.. I'll soon be turning round the corner now. Outside the dawn is breaking, But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!
The Show must go on! The Show must go on! Yeah! Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking! My make-up may be flaking! But my smile, still, stays on! Yeah! oh oh oh
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies, Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die, I can fly, my friends!
The Show must go on! Yeah! The Show must go on! I'll face it with a grin! I'm never giving in! On with the show!
I'll top the bill! I'll overkill! I have to find the will to carry on! On with the, On with the show!
The Show must go on.
I love rock'n'roll
23 julio 2008
¿Que hay en Dublin?
Irlandeses, cerveza, café, Polskis, salidos, cerveza, semaforos y cerveza xD
17 julio 2008
La vuelta al cole
Hoy empiezo a trabajr de nuevo, despues de mas de un mes de baja... Un rollo, pero hechaba de menos ya a la gente.