<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:16:07.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashtray Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115859647040633313</id><published>2006-09-18T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T09:21:10.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faut croire qu'après chaque été...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://beky.cowblog.fr"&gt;je change de blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115859647040633313?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115859647040633313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115859647040633313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115859647040633313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115859647040633313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/09/faut-croire-quaprs-chaque-t.html' title='Faut croire qu&apos;après chaque été...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115795061194712404</id><published>2006-09-10T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:56:51.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Explication</title><content type='html'>Voilà:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Je%20veux%20toujours%20%3F%3Ftre%20ailleurs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115795061194712404?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115795061194712404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115795061194712404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115795061194712404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115795061194712404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/09/explication_10.html' title='Explication'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115785010085943745</id><published>2006-09-09T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:01:40.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafârd.</title><content type='html'>Oh je sombre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vielle photo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Bulle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115785010085943745?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115785010085943745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115785010085943745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115785010085943745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115785010085943745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/09/cafrd.html' title='Cafârd.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115680619824630236</id><published>2006-08-28T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:26:27.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>L'été touche à sa fin</title><content type='html'>Je repars donc aux states demain.&lt;br /&gt;Exitée et triste à la fois.&lt;br /&gt;Inutile de dire pourquoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme chaque année je suis motivée pour une autre année scolaire, m'enfin apres deux mois mes notes chute et mon sechage incessant reprend. Bon mais si je m'accroche bien, je n'ai qu'un semestre de cours à me taper donc ça c'est bien, reste à voir si &lt;strike&gt;j'en suis capable&lt;/strike&gt; si je reste motivée.&lt;br /&gt;Moi les cours j'y ai jamais appris grand chose mis a part toute les conneries de l'humanité. Comme beaucoup le lycée pour moi c'est les heures de colles, les pauses clopes, les notes decourageante (malgres les efforts fournis), les potes, les decouvertes musicales, les délires, et les liste d'absences non justifiées à ne pas en finir. M'enfin ça reste de bons souvenirs au final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115680619824630236?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115680619824630236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115680619824630236&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115680619824630236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115680619824630236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/lt-touche-sa-fin.html' title='L&apos;été touche à sa fin'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115638424526183264</id><published>2006-08-23T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T18:50:45.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon. Franchement là.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/7eme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/7eme.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; J'ai reussi à tomber malade en plein mois d'aout, pendant mes vacances à Paris.&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/13777892-115638424526183264?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115638424526183264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115638424526183264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115638424526183264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115638424526183264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/bon-franchement-l.html' title='Bon. Franchement là.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115569628446186472</id><published>2006-08-15T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:44:44.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alleeeeer veneeeez ! Boire un ptit coup avant d'aller bosser ! une rincette pour faire plaisir au tolieeeeeer ! (8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouais, j'suis bourrée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[j'ai mis assez de temps a écrire ce message sans faute.]&lt;br /&gt;[il est fort possible qu'il y ai quand même des fautes]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115569628446186472?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115569628446186472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115569628446186472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115569628446186472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115569628446186472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/alleeeeer-veneeeez-boire-un-ptit-coup.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115475648752154629</id><published>2006-08-04T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:44:35.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon.</title><content type='html'>Il est 22h22, je pars demain matin, et je n'ai toujours pas fait mes bagages.&lt;br /&gt;J'suis une de ces personnes qui s'y prend toujours à la dernière minute.&lt;br /&gt;Et bien sûr j'oublie toujours qqchose. (même quand je m'y prend pas à la dernière minute en fait.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey vient de partir.&lt;br /&gt;J'pensais pas que ce serai si dur de lui dire aurevoir..&lt;br /&gt;Nan en fait c'était pas ça le problème, j'me suis juste dit qu'un jour j'lui ferai mes adieu, que je partirai pour de bon. Bien sûr rien que d'y penser ça ma fait chialer comme une merde, mais heureusement que monsieur était là pour me reconforter &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(m ou n? recomforter...&lt;strong&gt;reconforter&lt;/strong&gt;...ouais c'est bon en fait)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Et après 8-).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J'aurai bien aimé que Mel soit connectée de manière a ce qu'elle me fasse la conversation pendant que je fais mes valises. Ca m'aurait remonté le moral tiens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115475648752154629?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115475648752154629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115475648752154629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115475648752154629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115475648752154629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/bon.html' title='Bon.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115448376481133466</id><published>2006-08-01T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:00:12.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh Beh.</title><content type='html'>Je réalise tout juste que dans quatre jours je serai en chemin pour Paris. Je suis aussi exitée que les Seins (il méritent bien une majuscule) de Pamela Anderson à la vue d'un pauvre con qui fait semblant de se noyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassandra :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii VIVE LA VIEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassandra :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;et les sushiiiiiiiiiis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassandra :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dailleurs qd tarrives jtamène manger des sushis a coté tchez moi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leïla :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leïla :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leïla :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadore ça&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leïla :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Maki au saumonnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cassandra:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUIII&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On s'extasie rien qu'a l'idée de manger des sushis, c'est beau vous dire à quel point nous sommes heureuses. En même temps on c'est parce que les sushis, on les mangera &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ensemble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" C'est beau la vie hein, quand même"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hé oui ma p'tite Georgette..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115448376481133466?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115448376481133466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115448376481133466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115448376481133466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115448376481133466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/08/eh-beh_01.html' title='Eh Beh.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115432194677095217</id><published>2006-07-30T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T19:46:12.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hé...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/1semaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/1semaine.jpg" 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/13777892-115432194677095217?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115432194677095217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115432194677095217&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115432194677095217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115432194677095217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/h.html' title='Hé...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115407137437496668</id><published>2006-07-27T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T17:34:33.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noir et Blanc</title><content type='html'>A la fin de cette année scolaire, Mr Smith, prof d'Art, m'a dit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A chaque fin d'année, je finis toujours par trouver les couleurs de chacun de mes élèves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je lui ai demandé quelles étaient les miennes, et il m'a répondu "Black &amp; white Leila, black &amp;amp; white."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J'ai trouvé ça très vrai et très beau. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Et ça ressort énormement dans mes photos, mais aussi dans ma personalité (m'enfin ça c'est bon pour tlm, mais des fois plus chez certains que chez les autres)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enfin j'me comprend et tout ça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/What__s_holding_up_her_face___by_The_Red_Queen_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-red-queen-.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115407137437496668?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115407137437496668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115407137437496668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115407137437496668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115407137437496668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/noir-et-blanc.html' title='Noir et Blanc'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115387320011170929</id><published>2006-07-25T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:23:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;le 6 aout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;jtédja dit nounouille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;dit :&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;le 6, à 11h20, pigé nounouille !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;Terminal 2E à CDG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;N° de vol 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;en provenance de Détroit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;voilà tu sais tout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;et t'es le premier d'ailleurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;donc j'vais aller blogger ça tiens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histoire de vous tenir au courant hein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CDG= Aeroport Charles de Gaulle)&lt;br /&gt;(Oui quoi...on sait jamais avec vous...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115387320011170929?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115387320011170929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115387320011170929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115387320011170929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115387320011170929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/moi-dit-le-6-aout-moi-dit-jtdja-dit.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115352415635947564</id><published>2006-07-21T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:22:36.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>J'ai acheté mes billet ce matin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115352415635947564?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115352415635947564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115352415635947564&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115352415635947564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115352415635947564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/hiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='HIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115335539539749560</id><published>2006-07-19T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T17:32:12.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Mélounette. dit :&lt;br /&gt;moi jaime quand tu bloguises mais quand tu lfépa pendant longtemps bah je perd courage. (et jai envi de me suicider et tout.)&lt;br /&gt;Leïla &lt;&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;Leïla &lt;&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;je m'en vais bloguiser&lt;br /&gt;Leïla &lt;&gt; dit :&lt;br /&gt;j'y cours, j'y vole mon amour !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Me voilà.&lt;br /&gt;Je tiens à vous informer mes très chers amis, que je vais surement très bientot arriver à Paris. Je confirmerai des que j'aurai acheté mes billets, et j'vous donnerai même mon itinéraire au cas ou certains voudraient viendre me chercher à l'aeroport (mais j'en doute.) Je meurs d'excitationement à l'idée de vous revoir, par contre Joey n'aime pas du tout l'idée de vivre sans moi pendant un mois. Mais faut bien partager dans la vie hein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115335539539749560?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115335539539749560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115335539539749560&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115335539539749560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115335539539749560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/07/mlounette.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115163777677453145</id><published>2006-06-29T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T20:22:56.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh que j'aime Justin Timberlake (non, j'ai toujours pas honte.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'suis tombé sur cette photo de Joey qui date du 26 octobre 2005, ça devait faire à peu près une semaine qu'on été ensemble :/&lt;br /&gt;Bon bref du Joey tout craché.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(la main la qui sort de nul part, c'est celle de Shane *entendu Mel qui pousse un cri de groupie*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Joey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115163777677453145?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115163777677453145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115163777677453145&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115163777677453145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115163777677453145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-que-jaime-justin-timberlake-non-jai.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115153866708121302</id><published>2006-06-28T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T20:24:57.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>J'ai envie de me racheter un iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(jsaispasivousvoussouvenezmaismonpremieràpéteruncableyaplusd'unanetjavaispaslagarantie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-115153866708121302?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115153866708121302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115153866708121302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115153866708121302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115153866708121302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/jai-envie-de-me-racheter-un-ipod.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-115078751051039124</id><published>2006-06-19T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:11:50.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaka.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(putain de titres)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est les vacances, enfin pas vraiment pour moi vu que j'ai droit à 5 semaines de ratrapage (m'enfin jsuis pas la seule :/)&lt;br /&gt;Même pas sûre de pouvoir me payer les billets pour cet été. Si c'est pas possible j'vais immediatement me payer des billet pour Noël.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai scanné trois dessins que j'avais sous la main.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un vieil auto-portrait qui me ressemble pas vraiment au final :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Moi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Moi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euh bah...Dessin fini à l'aquarel que j'ai completement rater (cheveux, lèvres...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Pinkhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Pinkhair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et un dessin que j'ai commencé y'a des mois et que j'ai jamais fini :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/girl.jpg" 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/13777892-115078751051039124?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/115078751051039124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=115078751051039124&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115078751051039124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/115078751051039124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/kaka.html' title='Kaka.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114965255877991736</id><published>2006-06-06T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:00:30.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deux F et 500 dollars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/DSC_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo de moi la plus recente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'était juste pour vous montrer ma coupe de cheveux (qui date de quelques semaines quand même, m'enfin j'avais la flemme)&lt;br /&gt;Puis vous remarquerez aussi que j'ai de nouveau mon labret piercé (ça fait à peu près deux mois je crois)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je sais que la qualité de la photo est absolument merdique, mais la piece était assez sombre, et j'ai bien sur pas pu utiliser le flash vu que je pointais l'objectif vers le miroir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;etmonobjectifdeconnedesmassesalorsjenepouvaispasledirigerversmoi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En parlant de mon apareil photo, je lui ai toujours pas donné un nom, donc si avez des idées, n'hésitez pas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114965255877991736?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114965255877991736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114965255877991736&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114965255877991736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114965255877991736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/deux-f-et-500-dollars.html' title='deux F et 500 dollars.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114917559010932175</id><published>2006-06-01T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:26:30.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crotte.</title><content type='html'>Je suis peut-etre un ptit peu beaucoup dans la merde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114917559010932175?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114917559010932175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114917559010932175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114917559010932175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114917559010932175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/06/crotte.html' title='crotte.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114861599234637806</id><published>2006-05-25T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:05:05.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Inara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Escape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Escape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inara George m'inspire à rester debout toute la nuit à dessiner et à prendre des photos.&lt;br /&gt;Qui est prêt à parier qu'à minuit je serai étalée sur mon matelas tel un camembert bien mûr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; les mecs ça pige que dalle.&lt;br /&gt;Ils sont maladroits aussi, m'enfin ça reste mignon ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qu'est ce qu'il me fait rire ce con quand même.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On se marre même quant on s'engueule o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: pardonnez moi si certaines de mes phrases n'ont aucuns sens (j'en ai aucune idée, j'ai pas le courage de me relire) j'ai tendance à foutre des mots anglais dans mes phrases qui existent aussi dans la langue française, mais qui n'ont pas forcement la même définition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114861599234637806?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114861599234637806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114861599234637806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114861599234637806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114861599234637806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-inara.html' title='Oh Inara'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114861375605842932</id><published>2006-05-25T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:22:36.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;et tout le monde s'en fout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chabadaaaaaaa. J'vous raconterai bien ma vie "passionante", vous savez j'suis bien connue pour toujours avoir un pet de travers, mais j'suis encore plus connue pour ma flemmardise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bande son:  &lt;a href="http://www.inarageorge.com/frameset/"&gt;Inara George &lt;/a&gt;- Oh my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114861375605842932?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114861375605842932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114861375605842932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114861375605842932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114861375605842932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/et-tout-le-monde-sen-fout.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114779918213228909</id><published>2006-05-16T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:06:22.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mon Papi est mort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114779918213228909?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114779918213228909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114779918213228909&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114779918213228909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114779918213228909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114765625269843863</id><published>2006-05-14T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:33:37.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh goddygod.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ilovemetric.com/news.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I fuckin love Metric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Juste histoire de.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai failli m'elancer dans la redaction de la liste de mes artistes préférés. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mais franchement, en ce moment Metric, est tout ce dont j'ai besoin (mis à part oxygen, eau, et nicotine quoi).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bon j'ai pris pas mal de photos dernièrement, mais rien de potable, juste des images qui vont pourir dans mes archives jusqu'au jours ou je finirai dans une petite boite (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh Bretodeau&lt;/span&gt;) et l'un de vous parcourira nostalgiquement mes photos pourries. D'ailleurs ça me gonfle parce que j'me sens tout à fait capable de faire mieux, seulement je bloque. Mon apareil photo aussi avec ça. L'objectif déconne mucho mucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ce qui veut dire qu'il va faloir que je dépense $200 minimum là dessus, ce qui va devoir attendre après cet été. *grogne*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Et comme le dit si bien Mel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Keurrrrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114765625269843863?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114765625269843863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114765625269843863&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114765625269843863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114765625269843863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-goddygod.html' title='Oh goddygod.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114670594942115938</id><published>2006-05-03T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T18:25:49.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the waves.</title><content type='html'>Cafard.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://green-mushroom.c0wb0ys.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ârd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'crois que j'vais passer quelques jours seule avec mon apareil photo. J'ai envie de rien d'autre et de personne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et là je sais pas pourquoi je pleure.&lt;br /&gt;Parce que j'me sens incapable?&lt;br /&gt;Parce que vous me manquez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Parce je suis peut-être amoureuse mais que j'suis pas prête à me l'admettre, et encore moins à lui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114670594942115938?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114670594942115938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114670594942115938&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114670594942115938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114670594942115938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/under-waves.html' title='Under the waves.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114659590345472011</id><published>2006-05-02T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T11:51:43.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Bullets.</title><content type='html'>Une soudaine envie de blogguer, et vu que je suis dans la bibliotèque du bahut et que j'ai rien à faire (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mensonge.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jusqu'a 2nd lunch....Bah me voilà.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tous les mardis on a un brown bag. Un brown bag est un ptit concert performé par des élèves du lycée plus ou moins talentueux. Et vu qu'aujourd'hui on est mardi...J'me suis précipité dans la biblioteque au debut de 1st lunch pour voir qui jouait. J'entre et je vois un mec jouer l'intro d'une chanson juste "histoire de" en attendant que les gens se pointent. Et je reconnais la chanson &lt;em&gt;The shins -&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pink Bullets &lt;/em&gt;, je sautille partout et je gueule "&lt;a href="http://www.theshins.com/"&gt;THE SHINS&lt;/a&gt;" et le mec lève la tête, sourit, et me dit qu'il va la chanter dans quelques minutes. J'avais pas envie de rater ça, même si c'était pas le cas vu que le mec allait rejouer une heure plus tard. Bref j'ai couru jusqu'a ma salle de cours et demandé la permission à mon prof d'y aller. Après m'avoir donner son autorisation (je suis son "T.A" Teacher's assistant, donc en bref je glande pendant une heure et demi.) je suis retournée à la bibliotèque toujours en courant et j'suis finalement arrivée la langue pendante en réalisant que j'avais manqué la chanson -_-'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;C'est beau la vie n'est ce pas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shins, je les ai découverts quand je bossais sur un projet publicitaire en &lt;em&gt;Commercial ART III&lt;/em&gt;. On devait créer une bannière pour une compagnie. J'ai choisi Sub Pop Records, le label qui avait signé le premier album de Nirvana. Bref j'ai parcouru le site et j'ai découvert The Shins, The Album Leaf, et d'autres groupes que j'aime beaucoup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon le revoilà, j'vais pas manquer ma chanson cette fois &lt;___&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bisous à tous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114659590345472011?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114659590345472011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114659590345472011&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114659590345472011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114659590345472011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/05/pink-bullets.html' title='Pink Bullets.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114594034379377725</id><published>2006-04-24T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:45:43.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je suis couverte de piqures de moustiques. Gah T_T.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Je m'excuse de consacrer si peu de temps à mon blog.&lt;br /&gt;Parce que sans ça hein?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bref ma vie là est partagée entre bahut, boulot, et Joey.&lt;br /&gt;J'vais reprendre mon apareil photo en mains vu que le soleil nous est ENFIN revenu !&lt;br /&gt;Pendant mon trou photographique, &lt;em&gt;(scratchscratchsaletésdemoustiques)&lt;/em&gt; j'me suis remise à dessiner un peu. D'ailleurs aujourd'hui j'ai commencé un portrait de Joey, ça vous changera des photos. Parce que au cas où vous n'aviez pas remarqué, ce p'tit saligo est très present dans ma gallerie ^^.&lt;br /&gt;J'commence à sérieusement considérer une école d'art après le bahut, parce que faut bien l'avouer, je suis bonne à rien d'autre. De plus j'me vois vraiment pas faire des pizzas et des sandwitchs eternellement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ce qui concerne cet été et les vacances à Paris.&lt;br /&gt;Mon premier choix serai d'arriver le 21 juin au matin, mais j'pense pas que j'aurai économisé assez d'argent d'ici là. Et vu que j'veux essayer de venir sans l'aide financière de Maman, je vais surement pas pouvoir venir avant la mi-juillet jusqu'a mi-aout. Bref je crève d'exitation, mais j'ai peur que ça ne se realise pas. J'vais faire tout mon possible pour que ça arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Après ça, je compte aussi venir pendant les vacances de Noël, histoire de se refaire un nouvel an aussi exellent que le dernier qu'on avait passé tous ensemble &lt;em&gt;(scratch)&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon je crois que j'vais aller m'en griller une, prendre une douche, et comater devant ma télé (quelle bonne américaine je fais.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jvs èmeuh LOLILOLZZZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114594034379377725?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114594034379377725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114594034379377725&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114594034379377725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114594034379377725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/04/fatigue_24.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114385996106486191</id><published>2006-03-31T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:52:41.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piercings</title><content type='html'>Ouais histoire de vous rappeler que je suis mégagothisaiskdarkpsychodramatikeuponne.&lt;br /&gt;Et parce que j'vais bientot me faire repercer. J'sais pas encore où. Labret surement, encore une fois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Piercing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Piercing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Labret.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Chapichapo%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Chapichapo%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20099.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Bikette.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114385996106486191?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114385996106486191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114385996106486191&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114385996106486191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114385996106486191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/piercings.html' title='Piercings'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114352535154959868</id><published>2006-03-27T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T21:55:51.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pas mal de nouveaux trucs dans ma gallerie. &lt;a href="http://the-red-queen-.deviantart.com/gallery/"&gt;Jetez-y un coup d'oeil&lt;/a&gt;, c'est important pour moi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114352535154959868?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114352535154959868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114352535154959868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114352535154959868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114352535154959868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/maman.html' title='Maman'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114291522430816362</id><published>2006-03-20T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T20:27:04.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gnnf,;.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;écrivez moi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Non sérieusement, on se voit plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;écrivez moi, vous pouvez me dire ce que vous voulez, mais dites quelquechose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Même les petites choses de la vie dont tlm se fout completement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Même si c'est pour me dire c'que vous avez mangé aujourd'hui, votre playlist du moment, vos histoires de constipations, si vous avez eu une bonne note (ou une mauvaise), problème de coeur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Je prends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114291522430816362?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114291522430816362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114291522430816362&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114291522430816362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114291522430816362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/gnnf.html' title='gnnf,;.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114196252968131862</id><published>2006-03-09T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T19:48:49.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and stop counting on that camera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that hangs round your neck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because it won't ever remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what you choose to forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bright Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114196252968131862?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114196252968131862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114196252968131862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114196252968131862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114196252968131862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114196099974480905</id><published>2006-03-09T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T19:23:19.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>J'sais pas quoi vous raconter en fait.&lt;br /&gt;J'me sens un peu seule en s'moment, pourtant j'le suis pas. C'est vous qui me manquez en faite.&lt;br /&gt;Vous savez les fou rires, les calins, les conneries, les empilations, les baisers volés. Tout ça.&lt;br /&gt;M'enfin je déprime pas pour autant hein, la vie continue, mon ptit con s'occupe bien de moi =p&lt;br /&gt;C'est marrant, on a cette petite routine quant on va chez lui. On fume, on mange, on se couche, on parle, on baise (non, on fait pas l'amour, je crois pas.) on parle, on déconne, on dort, on se reveille, on se caline, et je rentre. Allez pas croire que c'est ennuyeux, c'est doux, c'est comfortable, c'est bien. Juste ce don j'ai besoin. Puis il comprend, ile ne juge pas.&lt;br /&gt;Il jalouse des fois aussi, c'est mignon ça. Pas excessivement vous savez juste un peu, il fait son petit boudin histoire d'être couvert de bisous (ouais c'est pas si con que ça les mecs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et Putain.&lt;br /&gt;Martine m'avait envoyé "Acide Sulfurique" et j'les perdu deux jours plus tard.&lt;br /&gt;J'avais lu plus de la moitié.&lt;br /&gt;Ca me ronge de pas pouvoir le finir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: Moi un jour, je veux &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/30096730/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ça&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Il m'ont fait chaud au coeur ces deux petits vieux j'ai pas pu resister de prendre la photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114196099974480905?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114196099974480905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114196099974480905&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114196099974480905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114196099974480905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114153626336263193</id><published>2006-03-04T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T19:27:10.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Et BAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/chat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/chat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Le chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/chat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/chat2.jpg" 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/13777892-114153626336263193?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114153626336263193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114153626336263193&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114153626336263193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114153626336263193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/et-bam.html' title='Et BAM'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114134558466367663</id><published>2006-03-02T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T16:26:24.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyeux anniversaire...</title><content type='html'>A notre &lt;a href="http://homesickalien.forumactif.com"&gt;forum&lt;/a&gt; bien aimé &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'me suis fait "belle" rien que pour lui :)...Nouvelle coupe de cheveux :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/nouvelle%20coupe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114134558466367663?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114134558466367663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114134558466367663&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114134558466367663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114134558466367663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/03/joyeux-anniversaire_02.html' title='Joyeux anniversaire...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114049016803656293</id><published>2006-02-20T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:01:03.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Des presque-vacances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[weekend dernier, article en suspant depuis une semaine paske j'arrive pas a mettre mes putains de photos putain ce que blogger me fait CHIER !]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Un bon weekend de quatre jours.&lt;br /&gt;Patrick l'a passé chez moi, et Joey est venu dormir avec nous deux nuits de suite. C'était bien, Bière et Bright Eyes à volonté acompagnés de sourires, calins, fous rires, soleil, bouffe, photomatons, sexe, Seattle, tout ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;En attendant vous avez le droit au peu de photo que j'ai reussi a charger sur le blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joey dans toute sa splendeur:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/hay%20man.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/creeepy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/O_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;[edit]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bon fuck blogger, j'ai foutue les photos dans mes brouillons sur DeviantART, et quelque unes dans ma gallerie aussi, voilà les liens:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29544463/"&gt;Moi &amp; Joey (qui porte mes fameuse lunette Willy Wonka)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29544643/"&gt;Patrick qui suce son pouce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29544981/"&gt;Joey qui fait l'imbécile sur le toit de ma péniche en pyjama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29545412/"&gt;Patrick a le staïle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29545534/"&gt;Ses mains, mon énorme cul.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29545843/"&gt;Patrick et moi au photomaton sans argent. On a du utiliser MON apareil -_-&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29359518/"&gt;Moi affalée sur Joey à l'arrière de la voiture&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29547290/"&gt;Joey est un travesti. ._.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29547537/"&gt;un vieux fou.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29546127/"&gt;Ptit clodo tout meugnon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29543731/"&gt;Patrick au bord de ma rivière&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29372604/"&gt;Le saxophoniste/rabin/prof' de musique xD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/29547802/"&gt;Moi qui m'sentais mal =/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Enfin bon y'avait trois tonnes de photos de plus, mais j'ai pas le courage de toutes les mettres. En plus certaine sont trop comprometantes et d'autre je trouve trop...personelles =/ Enfin des choses que j'ai pas envie de publier sur mon blog (et allez pas vous imaginez des degueulasseries saiskuels là les enfants hein...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Je vous &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114049016803656293?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114049016803656293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114049016803656293&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114049016803656293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114049016803656293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/des-presque-vacances.html' title='Des presque-vacances'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114022393805769021</id><published>2006-02-17T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T16:52:18.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pauvre Isaac.</title><content type='html'>On s'amuse comme on peut dans le bus...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/I%20like%20men.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dites, vous faites la grêve des commentaires? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114022393805769021?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114022393805769021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114022393805769021&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114022393805769021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114022393805769021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/pauvre-isaac.html' title='Pauvre Isaac.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-114006577342234495</id><published>2006-02-15T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:44:26.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:"(</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De :&lt;br /&gt;Guillaume Guero &lt;gunkiller007@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envoyé :&lt;br /&gt;mardi 14 février 2006 23:43:58&lt;br /&gt;À :&lt;br /&gt;meuhvolante@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a tabindex="1" href="javascript:S("&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH tu me manke... puis fais plus de tof, elle sont belle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snif snif....&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-114006577342234495?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/114006577342234495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=114006577342234495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114006577342234495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/114006577342234495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post_15.html' title=':&quot;('/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113963848251473041</id><published>2006-02-10T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T22:16:08.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/4pat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/4pat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/pat%20%26%20maggie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Rawr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Rawr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/yum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/yum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Patrick et sa petite cousine Maggie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;^_________^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113963848251473041?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113963848251473041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113963848251473041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113963848251473041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113963848251473041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/aww.html' title='aww'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113938109260123403</id><published>2006-02-07T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:44:52.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un petit vin chaud à la canelle?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;J'ai besoin de l'adresse postale de Mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/leila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/leila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grosse boule dans la gorge. A chaque fois que je m'ouvre à quelqu'un c'est comme ça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J'crois que maintenant j'vais arrêter de me poser des question, juste vivre sans complications.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(-Bah bien sûr...&lt;strong&gt;Non&lt;/strong&gt; Leïla, c'est pas comme ça que ça marche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Oh ta gueule toi.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nouveau semestre. J'ai déjà pas mal séché (j'en suis pas fière....Oh et puis si). M'fais chier les cours (ouuuuuh la rebelleuuuuh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;J'viens de réaliser que ça fait à peu près quatre mois que je suis avec Joey. J'l'ai ai vraiment pas vus passer. C'est vraiment un mec bien vous savez, vraiment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On a séché toute la journée aujourd'hui, on a trainé en ville, c'était sympa :). Il est coquin ce gars sérieusement...&lt;___&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bon j'vais quand même pas vous racontez nos ebats sexuel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Regarde Max, Eric, et Guillaume tout tristes de ne pas entendre toutes mes cochoneries*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*se marre*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ouais nan mais faites pas vos innocents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;J'ai peur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113938109260123403?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113938109260123403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113938109260123403&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113938109260123403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113938109260123403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/02/un-petit-vin-chaud-la-canelle.html' title='Un petit vin chaud à la canelle?'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113825302092678732</id><published>2006-01-25T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:23:40.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Un peu d'espoir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Sky.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sky.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Je fume mes mégots...c'est la dèche.&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/13777892-113825302092678732?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113825302092678732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113825302092678732&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113825302092678732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113825302092678732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/un-peu-despoir.html' title='Un peu d&apos;espoir'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113816782036859253</id><published>2006-01-24T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T21:43:40.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martine à la campagne.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou les "aventures" de Leïla.:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La plupart des photos n'ont rien d'artistique hein...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha il est trop chou. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/lala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Moi qu'explique calmement à Bryce ce qu'est un pot de Nutella *soupir*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Kezako.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Quand je vous disais que je savais lire...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/jaimeulireuh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oui bon ben là euh...Je suce la queue d'un dinosaure o_O.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/euh...0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Moi, bourrée, et encore, la fête était loin d'être finie.&lt;br /&gt;(Oui je suis une super rebelz.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/gn%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lendemain "matin" avec Joey (gueules de bois) chez Patrick,&lt;br /&gt;on avait échangé de T shirt. L'a l'air d'un putain de emo mdr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/meugnon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ce matin là d'ailleurs j'me suis fait grobobo. m'enfin c'était ya deux jours et la photo date d'aujourd'hui. C'était vraiment pas beau à voir au début =/ Genre le doigt tt enflé et derfomé qui saigne de partt xD mmmmhh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/DSC_0001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;C'qui c'est passé c'est que, j'me battait avec Shane, j'lui ai lancé un oreillé dans la gueule, et lui il me lance une bouteille de soda vide et j'utilise la porte d'entrée comme bouclier, sauf que je la referme sur moi doigt. aïe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;C'est tout pour aujourd'hui =/.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113816782036859253?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113816782036859253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113816782036859253&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113816782036859253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113816782036859253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/martine-la-campagne.html' title='Martine à la campagne.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113787686045480915</id><published>2006-01-21T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T12:54:20.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calendar Hung Itself. (Lisez.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And does he sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and does he cry through broken sentences like I love you far too much? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does he lay awake listening to your breath? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worried that you smoke too many cigarettes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every speck of tile there are a thousand more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In every city, memories would whisper: "Here is where you rest."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are my sunshine, my only sunshine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sun-bruised field and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was concealed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it stretched for centuries to a diary entry's end where I wrote, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me happy when the skies are gray &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me happy the skies are gray and gray and gray. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well the clock's heart it hangs inside its open chest with its hands &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stretched towards the calendar hanging itself but I will not weep for those dying days. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all the ones who have left there are a few that stayed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they found me here and pulled me from the grass where I was laid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bright Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113787686045480915?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113787686045480915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113787686045480915&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113787686045480915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113787686045480915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/calendar-hung-itself-lisez_21.html' title='The Calendar Hung Itself. (Lisez.)'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113753504133857124</id><published>2006-01-17T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T13:57:21.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Petitoizolalalalala...</title><content type='html'>Hiiiii dans 5 minutes j'vais aller prendre des photos du bébé d'une copineuuuh =D&lt;br /&gt;*hate hate hate hate hate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;héhé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les bébés c'est coul, mais c'est pas pour moi =:/. J'srai une cool tante, mais une mère très chiante (en même temps c'est là pour ça.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113753504133857124?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113753504133857124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113753504133857124&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113753504133857124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113753504133857124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/petitoizolalalalala.html' title='Petitoizolalalalala...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113748215774113499</id><published>2006-01-16T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T23:15:57.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafféine et nicotine</title><content type='html'>J'ai ENCORE changé le design de mon blog &lt;_&lt;...l'autre&gt;trop &lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais merci à Guimov pour son aide :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113748215774113499?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113748215774113499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113748215774113499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113748215774113499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113748215774113499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/caffine-et-nicotine_16.html' title='Cafféine et nicotine'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113726470889161243</id><published>2006-01-14T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T10:51:48.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>et sans la machine a malaxer la guimov...</title><content type='html'>Je serai perdue. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guimov est un dieu, il a remis les commentaires en place sur mon blog :D&lt;br /&gt;yeshyeshyesh. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113726470889161243?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113726470889161243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113726470889161243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113726470889161243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113726470889161243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/et-sans-la-machine-malaxer-la-guimov.html' title='et sans la machine a malaxer la guimov...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113722487475001552</id><published>2006-01-13T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:47:54.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vive les allumettes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Cons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Cons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai envie d'ecouter d'la musique tiens *revient vite*&lt;br /&gt;Cradle =D Ca f'zait longtemps =D (Ouais j'suis supra goth, deal with it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai perdu mon briquet. Du coup j'ai du passer une heure a chercher des allumettes. Le pire c'est que j'en avais des tonnes, et j'en trouvait nul paaaart :"(. Finalement j'ai trouV les quatres dernieres que j'avais... Sous mon matelas, acompagné d'un billet de 5$, un cuter, et une vieille photo de Quentin. Allez savoir c'que ca foutait la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J'suis amoureuse de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27575866/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ma derniere photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouais Cradle of Filth c'est bien, mais c'est vraiment a chier live.&lt;br /&gt;Ya des groupes comme ca...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113722487475001552?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113722487475001552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113722487475001552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113722487475001552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113722487475001552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/vive-les-allumettes.html' title='Vive les allumettes'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113685124231223878</id><published>2006-01-09T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T16:05:32.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mal at zeuh tete.</title><content type='html'>J'aime pas quand les gens blog tous les 36 du mois.&lt;br /&gt;Mais j'fais la meme chose.&lt;br /&gt;Le probleme c'est que j'sais pas quoi vous raconter.&lt;br /&gt;*reflechit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon.&lt;br /&gt;Dans mon bahut ya une nana qui ressemble comme deux goutes d'eau a Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), et quant on la voit on gueule comme des dingues "Hermiooooooooooooooooooooooone" pis ca la fait trop chier c'est trop marrant =D. Et l'autre jour, j'lui ai mis la main au cul XD&lt;br /&gt;Putain c'etait trop drole elle c'est retournee et elle m'a regarD comme si elle allait me tuer XD.&lt;br /&gt;Serieux c'etait hilarant...'fin fallait etre la quoi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113685124231223878?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113685124231223878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113685124231223878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113685124231223878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113685124231223878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/mal-at-zeuh-tete.html' title='Mal at zeuh tete.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113643391846054662</id><published>2006-01-04T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T20:05:18.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon ecran est couvert de post-its</title><content type='html'>Numeros de telephone, groupes a ecouter, choses a acheter,  gribouillis et dessins fait au telephone, et autres conneries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes pieds sont glaC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113643391846054662?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113643391846054662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113643391846054662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113643391846054662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113643391846054662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/mon-ecran-est-couvert-de-post-its.html' title='Mon ecran est couvert de post-its'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113626625333176569</id><published>2006-01-02T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:35:20.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai froid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.elcolombiano.com/proyectos/eurocine2005/Fotos/peliculas/Suecia/lylia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="189" alt="" src="http://www.elcolombiano.com/proyectos/eurocine2005/Fotos/peliculas/Suecia/lylia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et j'ai cours demain.&lt;br /&gt;MERDE j'vais rater The Family Guy.&lt;br /&gt;J'reviens...&lt;br /&gt;Habanon yapa ce soir :D, ca devrait revenir dimanche prochain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon, nouvel an merdique, mais j'ai eu la chance de regarder quelques bon films, dont &lt;a href="http://www.objectif-cinema.fr/pointsdevue/0577.php"&gt;"Lylia 4-Ever" de Lukas Moodysson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putain c'etait joyeux : (ou pas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonne annee (ou pas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vous aime &lt;strike&gt;(ou pas)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113626625333176569?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113626625333176569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113626625333176569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113626625333176569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113626625333176569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2006/01/jai-froid.html' title='J&apos;ai froid.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113599696725462943</id><published>2005-12-30T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:39:59.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mes crepes elles sont toujours moches.</title><content type='html'>N'empeche que c'est toujours aussi bon :].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'avais meme pas de rhum tseuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113599696725462943?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113599696725462943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113599696725462943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113599696725462943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113599696725462943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/mes-crepes-elles-sont-toujours-moches.html' title='Mes crepes elles sont toujours moches.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113599109611870500</id><published>2005-12-30T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:46:03.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Putain c'que j'me fais chier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genial, j'vais passer un nouvel an encore plus merdique que je pensais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dans un an j'devrais en etre finie avec le lycee. C'est marrant on a ete scolarises tellement longtps, que j'ai l'impression qu'on en sortira jamais. Et pour tout vous dire, j'ai pas appris tant de chose que ca. C'est drole non?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai posT qqchose sur &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;DA&lt;/a&gt; hier, et j'ai recu pas mal de commentaires positifs sur la photo qu'etait pourtant pas ma meilleure. Vous savez pourquoi? &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/27022057/"&gt;Parce que j'suis nue dessus&lt;/a&gt;.  Ca me gave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'fin j'ai pas recu de commentaires pervers , c'etait des commentaires positifs, ils m'ont dit precisement ce qu'ils aimaient de la photo et tout..Bref.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Je pars demain un peu plus loin dans l'est de l'etat. J'pense que j'aurai acces a un ordinateur laba donc...=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ca fait un an que j'suis allee dormir chez max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Demain ca fera un an qu'on aura paC un reveillon magique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an que la tequila m'soit resortie par les trous de nez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an que mel a eu sa premiere cuite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an que j'lui ai rouler un patin sur la joue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an que Vicko a foutu un enorme oeil au beurre noir a Cass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an que Cass m'a fait un bisous secret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an qu'Elo a eT enfermee dans les toilettes xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an qu'on a jouer a la bouteille aussi bourer les uns que les autres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;et un an qu'on qu'on a compter les secondes restantes jusqu'a minuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;un an qu'on c'est embrasser et feter la nouvelle annee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ouais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D'autres reveillon a venir en votre compagnie j'espere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113599109611870500?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113599109611870500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113599109611870500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113599109611870500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113599109611870500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/putain-cque-jme-fais-chier.html' title='Putain c&apos;que j&apos;me fais chier.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113597877389271423</id><published>2005-12-30T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T13:39:33.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;_;</title><content type='html'>J'suis une grosse boulette et j'suis incapable de m'occuper de mon blog -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous avez toujours la Cbox a coT hein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enfin...bon &lt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113597877389271423?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113597877389271423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113597877389271423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113597877389271423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113597877389271423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=';_;'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113597815711961809</id><published>2005-12-30T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T13:29:17.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon.</title><content type='html'>J'le suis peter la tete avec le blog la. Rha pis merde ya tjs pas de commentaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*va essayer d'arranger ca*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113597815711961809?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113597815711961809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113597815711961809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113597815711961809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113597815711961809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/bon.html' title='Bon.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113575400750321604</id><published>2005-12-27T23:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T23:13:27.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006...2006 =/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/DSC_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/DSC_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le nouvel an approche à grands pas, les bonnes résolutions avec. Ca a jamais été mon truc, comme tlm vous allez m'dire, mais contrairement aux autres j'ai pas que ça à faire de mentir à moi même comme aux autres en fzant des promesses que je ne tiendrai pas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'crois que j'vais me bourrer la gueule, seule ou avec d'autres ça n'a aucune importance puisque ce ne sera jamais aussi bien que l'an dernier pour moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Dieu que je vous aime mes petits lépreux =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMPILATIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113575400750321604?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113575400750321604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113575400750321604&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113575400750321604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113575400750321604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/20062006_27.html' title='2006...2006 =/'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113571437039451515</id><published>2005-12-27T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:12:50.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Snowy%20school%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Snowy%20school%20day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fais chier mon blog il est moche.&lt;br /&gt;Pis j'avais reussi à le rendre joli et tout.&lt;br /&gt;Mais ya tjs un truc qui merde. Genre les commentaires avaient disparus, puis les accents étaient remplacés par des "Ã½ǽ". Ma-gni-fi-que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'vais pas baisser les bras hein ! J'vais le vaincre c'te putain de blog T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas envie de parler de mon noël, même s'il était très bien.&lt;br /&gt;Mais racontez moi le votre hein..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photo prise le 11 décembre à la fenêtre d'une salle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113571437039451515?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113571437039451515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113571437039451515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113571437039451515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113571437039451515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/grah.html' title='Grah.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113462289739015640</id><published>2005-12-14T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T21:01:37.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is your life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/This%20is%20your%20life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/This%20is%20your%20life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nan mais regardez moi. Quelle loque j'vous jure.&lt;br /&gt;En train de dormir pendant le déjeuner dans un couloir du bahut. Et avec tant de classe xD.&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Oui Shane pensait que ce s'rai drôle de me prendre en photo (avec mon apareil bien entendu &lt;_&lt;).&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/River.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/River.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/River.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/River.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ca c'est chez moi. C'est tout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'l'ai prise ya pas une heure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Juste a l'extérieur de ma péniche.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ouais c'est joli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Little%20boy%20and%20thundercat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Little%20boy%20and%20thundercat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mignon lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'tiens à vous dire que mon copain est pas du tout photogénique.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'aime beaucoup la façon dont il me regarde.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Avec amour presque. Enfin c'est plus visible sur une autre photo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'ai dit presque, parce que c'est pas le cas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Drawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Et la c'est moi qui déssine en cours. Quand j'vous disais que j'suis une élève exemplaire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113462289739015640?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113462289739015640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113462289739015640&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113462289739015640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113462289739015640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-is-your-life.html' title='This is your life.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113435738124632064</id><published>2005-12-11T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:29:03.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ouais magnifique titre :|.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Bikette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Bikette.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Minhin. J'ai des lunettes...Et ma lèvre piercée =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALAL GNIHIHIHIHI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ca m'enerve par contre, sur la photo on dirait qu'elles sont de travers les lunettes o_O&lt;br /&gt;J'vous raconterai bien ma vie, sauf qu'il a presque rien à dire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;J'ai envie que les choses soient comme avant avec Kekette et Mel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Il me reste un peu de tunes, faudrait peut-être que je commence a faire mes achats de noël =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putain et ma mère elle veut des trucs super chers et tout &lt;_&lt; Mon beau père ça dependera du cadeaux que ma mère lui achète (j'expliquerai). Pis sinon quelques petits cadeaux pour des amis.&lt;br /&gt;J'pense que j'vous enverrai tous quelque chose par la poste, dessins, photos, ptits cadeaux pour les plus chanceux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enormes bisous à tous &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113435738124632064?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113435738124632064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113435738124632064&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113435738124632064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113435738124632064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/moi.html' title='Moi.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113426920381266707</id><published>2005-12-10T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:46:43.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mon fréro adoré que j'aime forforforforfor.</title><content type='html'>Joyeux anniversaire Guillaume :) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'comptais t'appeler, mais j'travaillais tte la journée. Et en plus j'ai pas ton numero (smalin ça. Kestatends pour m'le filer?!)&lt;br /&gt;Bref j'espère que t'as été gaté pour tes 17ans =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu t'rend compte? Ca fait onze ans qu'on s'connait :&lt;br /&gt;C'est long onze ans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans une cinquantaine d'années, on parlera de ces bon vieux temps où "PAASSSE MOI LA MANEEEEEEETTE C'EST A MON TOUUUUUUUUUUUREUUUUUUUUH" pendant notre petite promenade dans le parc =D On nourira les pigeons (on s'ra mssieu et madame pigeon mdr...Toujours des dingues les gens à pigeons.) Pis on fra peur aux gosses =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAHHHH...J'ai hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113426920381266707?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113426920381266707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113426920381266707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113426920381266707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113426920381266707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/mon-frro-ador-que-jaime.html' title='A mon fréro adoré que j&apos;aime forforforforfor.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113356921064443486</id><published>2005-12-02T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T09:27:56.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracle !</title><content type='html'>J'ai commencer à relooker mon blog =p *fière*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon...dans une semaine j'aurai des lunettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et...Il a neigé chez moi (enfin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et j'ai 14heures de colles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais vie est belle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que vais-je faire ce week end..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113356921064443486?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113356921064443486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113356921064443486&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113356921064443486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113356921064443486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/12/miracle.html' title='Miracle !'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113254061595095881</id><published>2005-11-20T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:36:55.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 minutes plus tard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/chevuuux.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/chevuuux.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai très envie de bloguer.&lt;br /&gt;Très envie d'être plus présente que ça sur le net.&lt;br /&gt;Oui paske vous me manquez (sisi !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seulement c'est compliqué -__-.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'vous oublie pas hein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'suis fatiguée&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai envie d'être en plein été. De mener une vie de chien avec tous les autres parisiens =D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai envie de quelqu'un. J'ai envie de pleins de gens même.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mais...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On devrait tous vivre notre vie comme on la rêve. DABOR !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enfin enfin...On va s'faire une ptite balade? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(cassdédi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113254061595095881?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113254061595095881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113254061595095881&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113254061595095881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113254061595095881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/5-minutes-plus-tard.html' title='5 minutes plus tard.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113253953363867825</id><published>2005-11-20T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:18:53.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeeer Journal,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Kids%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Kids%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai une forte envie de me demonter l'acohol à la tronche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ou peut-être l'inverse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vendredi soir: Harry Potter =D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On va au ciné, on fume quelques clopes avant d'entrer en salle (tlm est là) et Joey avale une bonne (grosse) poignée de champis (hey c'est ses 18ans, il les méritait). Moi assise a coté de lui pendant tt l'film le surveillant, m'attendant a ce qu'il déraille à tt moment. Surtt au moment où Krum s'transforme en requin (tlm le regardait avec de grand yeux) (paske voyez vous Joey a horeur des requins. Il peut même pas regarder une photo. Mais truc de dingue quoi.) (bref). Mais non Joey est calme et regarde (plus ou moins on le comprendra plus tard) le film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ma mère vient nous chercher, et nous conduit tous chez Pat' là où l'on passe la nuit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Vers 3h Joey et moi sommes allés scoucher ('fin pas exactement xD) et pis bon...un peu plus tard dans la nuit, j'sens plus mes mains :. Il flippe se lève et me propose de sortir un peu. On va donc prendre l'air (et un peu de nicotine) je pisse derrière une bagnole, je remonte, et en chemin je tombe. Plus aucune force...mais alors vraiment pas. Il a du me porter jusqu'à la cuisine sans trop de discretion (ce qui a reveillé Patrick) pour me nourir en esperant que je reprenne des forces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'ai vraiment la flemme de vous raconter le reste de mes aventures (c'est pas vraiment le mot).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps: J'ai bien aimé Harry Potter. Même s'ils ont coupés des passages trop important, j'ai aimé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113253953363867825?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113253953363867825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113253953363867825&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113253953363867825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113253953363867825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheeeer-journal.html' title='Cheeeer Journal,'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113229040065251613</id><published>2005-11-17T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T21:06:40.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/321/7/f/Retroviseur_by_The_Red_Queen_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs8/i/2005/321/7/f/Retroviseur_by_The_Red_Queen_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ecoute: The Mars Volta - Inertiatic Esp &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'adore cette photo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shane dans le retroviseur d'sa bagnole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J'ai pris beaucoup d'photos de lui staprem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;euuuh...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-red-queen-.deviantart.com/gallery"&gt;D'autres photos sur ma gallerie pour ceux que ça interresse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113229040065251613?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113229040065251613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113229040065251613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113229040065251613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113229040065251613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/ecoute-mars-volta-inertiatic-esp-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113193293626982737</id><published>2005-11-13T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T17:48:56.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minhihin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/photo%20150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/photo%20150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'suis trau coule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tant pis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113193293626982737?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113193293626982737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113193293626982737&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113193293626982737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113193293626982737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/minhihin.html' title='Minhihin'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113176255482222234</id><published>2005-11-11T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T18:29:14.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ca f'zait longtps...</title><content type='html'>J'ai pas eu beaucoup acces a mon pc (on va dire que ma chambre ressemblais à une procherie pendant deux semaine alors du coup ma mère ma interdit l'acces à l'ordi tant que c'était pa rangé lol xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc un rapide post (rapide parce que j'suis sur le portable et j'ai aucune photo à poster) pour vous dire que euh...ben en fait c'est pas la forme =D. Les homesick aliens ont ptet une vague idée des quelques problèmes que j'ai eu dernierement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon j'viens de renouveler mon abonement(payant)  sur deviantart, c'qui fait que j'peux vendre mes photos et pleins d'autres options en plus, comme les &lt;em&gt;pasties &lt;/em&gt;que vous pouvez voir en haut de mon blog. Ces &lt;em&gt;pasties&lt;/em&gt; là sont mes dernières photos (et autres conneries) postées dans ma gallerie. Des que ya du neuf, les nouvelles s'affiches automatiquement sans que j'me casse les bonbons. Donc voilà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhobibis à tous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milles patins à ma femme et mon amant (et futur RP epoux?)&lt;br /&gt;Gros calins à Reptouh et Cynthia et tous ceux qu'ont besoin de reconfort.&lt;br /&gt;et quarante-douze pelles sur la joue à Mel, Kekette, Guillaume, et Prune (qui ne passera surment pas par là, mais j'pense à elle quoi)&lt;br /&gt;Pis une grosse pensée à zazounette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je vous aime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adieu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'plaisante hein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113176255482222234?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113176255482222234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113176255482222234&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113176255482222234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113176255482222234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/11/ca-fzait-longtps.html' title='Ca f&apos;zait longtps...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113056468209328445</id><published>2005-10-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:44:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pour ceux qu'ont réclamé</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Shane.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelques photos. Certaines n'ont absolument rien d'artistique, c'est juste histoire de partager quoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Meuh%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Meuh%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Meuh%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Meuh%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bryce et son énorme chat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Fattest%20cat%20in%20the%20world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Fattest%20cat%20in%20the%20world.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Encore xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Bryce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Bryce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane qui fait des gueules de con...pour changer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Shane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Shane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Shane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Shane2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celle là c'est juste paske j'adore la tronche que Joey tire xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Blaaah%20106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Blaaah%20106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Paul.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Paul.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wala, après j'me suis dis que des champis, des tombes et autres photos connes ne vous interresserait pas tellement donc stou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bisous à tous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113056468209328445?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113056468209328445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113056468209328445&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113056468209328445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113056468209328445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/pour-ceux-quont-rclam.html' title='Pour ceux qu&apos;ont réclamé'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-113012335403531666</id><published>2005-10-23T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T20:11:53.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'sais pas quoi dire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/DSC_00191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/DSC_00191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ptite soirée vendredi, j'ai revu un pote que j'avais pas vu depuis l'année dernière, ça m'a fait plaisir =). J'me suis endormie vers 5h du mat ce soir là (..), pour me reveiller à 7h30 et être au boulot à 9h &lt;_&lt;...Apres 8h de boulot, j'ai filé acheter mON Nikon D50 =DDDDD IL EST TROP BOOOOO C'EST MON BéBééééééé JE L'AIIIIIIIIIME =DDD !!!!!Et maintenant on est Dimanche, demain j'ai cours...et j'sais même pas par quoi je commence, ou si j'ai des devoirs =/ *va demander à Orella* Ah demain j'commence par anglais. Ouais nan c'est bon j'pense pas avoir de devoirs :)&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;bon.&lt;br /&gt;euh..&lt;br /&gt;Ouais..&lt;br /&gt;Voilà quoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey les gens, reveillez le forum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bisous à tous =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-113012335403531666?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/113012335403531666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=113012335403531666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113012335403531666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/113012335403531666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/jsais-pas-quoi-dire_23.html' title='J&apos;sais pas quoi dire.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112994478671913325</id><published>2005-10-21T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T18:36:19.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JHLJFSKLDFSKLDFMDKFMSKDLMFKD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kenrockwell.com/nikon/images1/d50-1536-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.kenrockwell.com/nikon/images1/d50-1536-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMAAAAAIN DEMAAAAAINNNN NIAAAAAHAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demain j'vais acheter mon apareil numérique.&lt;br /&gt;Ca veut dire qu'il faut que j'apelle Joey pr pas qu'il me dépose mes affaires.&lt;br /&gt;Le probleme c'est que c'est Shane qu'a mon portable (j'avais oublié mes affaires dans sa bagnole -__-)&lt;br /&gt;C'qui veut dire que j'ai pas son numero.&lt;br /&gt;J'vais devoir apeler Megan, pour apeler Paul, pour apeler Joey ou Shane&lt;br /&gt;J'suis perdue sans mon portable&lt;br /&gt;Et ca fait quoi...deux semaines que je l'ai? o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112994478671913325?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112994478671913325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112994478671913325&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112994478671913325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112994478671913325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/jhljfskldfskldfmdkfmskdlmfkd.html' title='JHLJFSKLDFSKLDFMDKFMSKDLMFKD'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112951478671818974</id><published>2005-10-16T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:10:54.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Born Killers (Tueurs nés)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/NaturalBornKillers_by_Mir1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/NaturalBornKillers_by_Mir1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un de mes films préférés. Pas ettonant vu qu'écrit par Tarantino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelques citations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAYNE: Describe Mallory.&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: Describe Mallory? Okay. She's pretty, she's got blonde hair, two eyes, two feet, two hands, ten fingers...&lt;br /&gt;WAYNE: Don't play dumb with me, Mickey. You know what I mean. Describe Mallory. What's up here? What's in here?&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: That's indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;WAYNE: Well, riddle me this, Batman. How do you feel about the fact that you're never gonna see Mallory again?&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: Says who?&lt;br /&gt;WAYNE: Says the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: When have they ever been right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory: I don't think I'm gonna make it. I feel so cold.&lt;br /&gt;Mickey: You're gonna make it, Mal. Get mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mickey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: Turn left? Turn left to what you stupid bitch? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mallory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? You stupid bitch? Mickey, that's what my father used to call me! I thought you'd be a little more creative than that! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bleeding together over a river]&lt;br /&gt;Mickey: We'll be living in all the oceans now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Old Indian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: Once upon a time, a woman was picking up firewood. She came upon a poisonous snake frozen in the snow. She took the snake home and nursed it back to health. One day the snake bit her on the cheek. As she lay dying, she asked the snake, "Why have you done this to me?" And the snake answered, "Look, bitch, you knew I was a snake." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey: It's just murder. All God's creatures do it. You look in the forests and you see species killing other species, our species killing all species including the forests, and we just call it industry, not murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mickey: Uh, aloha? Chief? Yeah, uh... rattlesnake took a chunk outta us a few miles back... me and my wife are pretty sick - could be dyin,' you never can tell about these things, so... how's about you ungluein' your fat ass from that boob tube and gettin' us some snakebite juice. Pronto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALLORY: I don't owe you an explanation! I don't owe you shit! I'm not here for you entertainment. If I don't tell you what you wanna hear, what are you gonna do? Throw me in jail? I'm already there, you stupid pigfucker. You gonna give me some more time? I've already got life. What else you got to threaten me with? Death? I'd like to see you fuckin' try. I haven't met one motherfucker here who's shown me shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICKEY: In your opinion, Miss Mulberry, how was I able to murder you brother Tim Mulberry in the manner you described.&lt;br /&gt;GRACE: You're not human. I thought about it a lot. And the only thing I could figure is that you're not human. You're a vampire, or the devil, or a monster, or cyborg, or something like that. But you're not human.&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: Thank you. Grace, there is one other thing...&lt;br /&gt;GRACE: What...&lt;br /&gt;MICKEY: You're right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory: You make every day feel like kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112951478671818974?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112951478671818974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112951478671818974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112951478671818974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112951478671818974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/natural-born-killers-tueurs-ns.html' title='Natural Born Killers (Tueurs nés)'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112899344949363316</id><published>2005-10-10T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T18:17:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dimanche 17 avril 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/XD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/XD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'adore cette photo mais j'me trouve vraiment laide dessus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est tout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'f'rai mieux d'aller ranger mon bordel avant que Martine débarque.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai même pas encore fait mes devoirs =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai envie de relooker mon blog mais j'ai vraiment la flemme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et là encore une fois je repense au nouvel an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Et à la fête de la musique &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bisous à tous, et merci pour les quelques mails :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112899344949363316?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112899344949363316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112899344949363316&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112899344949363316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112899344949363316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/dimanche-17-avril-2005.html' title='Dimanche 17 avril 2005'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112891293001537227</id><published>2005-10-09T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T20:02:58.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la vy cay nul. jveu moorir. BOUHOUUUU ;_; xD...  ._.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Jsuitrogoth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/Jsuitrogoth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Jsuitrogoth.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now Playing: Rammstein - Sonne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rien que d'y penser je creve d'exitation.&lt;br /&gt;J'aurai tres bientot mon apareil photo &gt;_&lt;&gt;[tiens...ça f'zait longtps ;)]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martine arrive demain =D Elle prend ses vacances ici pour deux semaines. Ca va faire sacrement bizarre de l'avoir ici o_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dites. C'est normal que j'ai plus de commentaires en s'moment? Vous faites la greve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La photo originale était vraiment différente o_O...J'vous la montrerai bien mais j'ai la flemme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112891293001537227?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112891293001537227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112891293001537227&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112891293001537227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112891293001537227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/la-vy-cay-nul-jveu-moorir-bouhouuuu-xd.html' title='la vy cay nul. jveu moorir. BOUHOUUUU ;_; xD...  ._.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112882182386369934</id><published>2005-10-08T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T18:37:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuz I'm cool like that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Untitled-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/Untitled-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Untitled-2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ecoute: Noir Désir - Marlene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HA HA AHHAAAA. Faut arreter les champis les gens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aujourd'hui j'étais pas bien. Je dirai même que j'étais pas bien du tout.&lt;br /&gt;Maintenant ça va mieux, donc c'est pas important en fait.&lt;br /&gt;Mon dieu, ma vie est d'un ennuie.&lt;br /&gt;Hey à c'qui parait j'suis belle =/&lt;br /&gt;Toutes les mères de mes potes que j'ai rencontré me trouvent magnifique o_O.&lt;br /&gt;Ca doit être l'âge.&lt;br /&gt;Quoi d'autre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le forum récusite =D ! C'est miraculeux ÔÔ. D'ailleurs j'vous invite tous à nous rejoindre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homesickalien.forumactif.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Homesick Aliens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sur ce, je m'en vais chasser le monde à coup d'apareil photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112882182386369934?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112882182386369934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112882182386369934&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112882182386369934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112882182386369934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/cuz-im-cool-like-that.html' title='Cuz I&apos;m cool like that.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112864189844043748</id><published>2005-10-06T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T16:52:50.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moi je m'en moque, j'envoie valser...</title><content type='html'>D'humeur Zazie en s'moment =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai hate d'avoir mon apareil photo putain...Ca va ête le pied =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai envie d'être seule en s'moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'odeur des Furieux me revient beaucoup en s'momet lol. J'sais pas du tout pourquoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai failli oublier, j'ai enfin portable (esperons que j'perdrais pas celui la...) donc filez moi vos numeros par mail, et demandez si vous voulez l'mien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisous à tous =)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'me manquez &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112864189844043748?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112864189844043748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112864189844043748&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112864189844043748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112864189844043748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/moi-je-men-moque-jenvoie-valser.html' title='Moi je m&apos;en moque, j&apos;envoie valser...'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112863206863372333</id><published>2005-10-06T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T13:56:30.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GNIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA JE PHOTOGRAPHIRAIS LE MOOOONDE</title><content type='html'>Livre: Star wars: A new Hope.&lt;br /&gt;Film: Ma vie en rose&lt;br /&gt;Chanson: Zazie - Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;638$ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus que 200 et quelques et j'aurai assez =D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bisous a tous mes...lepreux o_O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112863206863372333?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112863206863372333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112863206863372333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112863206863372333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112863206863372333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/10/gniaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='GNIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA JE PHOTOGRAPHIRAIS LE MOOOONDE'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112813738760459655</id><published>2005-09-30T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T20:29:47.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked little girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pds.egloos.com/pds/1/200406/09/80/a0014480_1353617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://pds.egloos.com/pds/1/200406/09/80/a0014480_1353617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agah O_O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esthero - Wicked little girls".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est c'que vous êtes en train d'écouter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est MA nouvelle chanson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celle qu'a remplacé "Mindless Self Indulgence - Shut me up"&lt;br /&gt;J'lai découverte en écoutant une pub pour "Sex and the city" (série culte pour les nuls. c'est hilarant. j'adore. une de mes séries préférée.) et rien qu'a entendre "Wicked little girls, kissed the boys and made them cry" j'suis tombée amoureuse o_O...De la chanson, et D'esthero =)&lt;br /&gt;Donc voui voilà.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon, tout est....bof en s'moment. Nul même.&lt;br /&gt;Ca passera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'espère.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112813738760459655?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112813738760459655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112813738760459655&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112813738760459655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112813738760459655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/wicked-little-girls.html' title='Wicked little girls'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112796420019595831</id><published>2005-09-28T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:26:18.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Mauvaise humeur*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tous aux Abris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, grand Merci à tous ceux qui m'ont souhaité un joyeux anniversaire =).&lt;br /&gt;Cet anniversaire était surement un des pires j'pense. 'Fin non. Juste que j'avais pas l'impression que c'était mon annif quoi. Pourtant y'avait des "joyeux anniversaire" de partout. C'est juste qui ya rien eu de bien particulier quoi. Sauf une magnifique carte faite maison par Joey mdr. Ca ca m'a remonté le moral xpldr xD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'pense que Cassandra comprendrait précisement comment j'me sens en s'moment ^^...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Et personne d'autre.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112796420019595831?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112796420019595831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112796420019595831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112796420019595831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112796420019595831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/mauvaise-humeur.html' title='*Mauvaise humeur*'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112761790998649702</id><published>2005-09-24T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T20:11:49.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est fin.</title><content type='html'>J'étais en train de faire la vaisselle quand....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman: *pouffe de rire* Tu fais une de ces tronches ! On croirait que t'es une princesse qui c'est fait enlevée par des pirates qui l'ont obligée à faire la vaisselle xD !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: =_='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman: J'te jure ! *explose de rire*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Tu comprends rien, c'est juste mon air concentré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maman: *ris encore plus*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Maieuuuuuuuh arrêêêêêêêteuuuuuh ="( !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le reste des photos que j'avais pas reussi à afficher hier:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Sept05%20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Sept05%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Sept05%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112761790998649702?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112761790998649702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112761790998649702&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112761790998649702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112761790998649702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/cest-fin.html' title='C&apos;est fin.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112752849816611165</id><published>2005-09-23T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T19:21:38.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'suis pas moche, j'suis geuthique.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ecoute: Mindless Self Indulgence - Shut me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;J'ai pris quelques photos hier. Juste quelques portraits quoi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Sept05%20132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Sept05%20132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112752849816611165?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112752849816611165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112752849816611165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112752849816611165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112752849816611165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/jsuis-pas-moche-jsuis-geuthique.html' title='J&apos;suis pas moche, j&apos;suis geuthique.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112748675084360905</id><published>2005-09-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:46:44.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhooooo.</title><content type='html'>Mon blog me fait la gueule, il veut pas se publier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112748675084360905?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112748675084360905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112748675084360905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112748675084360905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112748675084360905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/rhooooo.html' title='Rhooooo.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112742037540004489</id><published>2005-09-22T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:19:35.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pov petit blog à la nicotine</title><content type='html'>Délaissé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me revoilà ! Enfin du moins sur le blog.&lt;br /&gt;Les choses vont plutot bien =). Bon ça doit faire une semaine que j'ai pas touché à mon pc (j'suis en cours là) et vous me manquez tous ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Dans un mois j'aurai a peu pres 1000$ et j'vais ENFIN pouvoir m'acheter un bon apareil photo =DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N'oubliez pas que Lundi c'est mon anniversaire.&lt;br /&gt;Si quelqu'un veut m'offrir kkchoz, une inscription au club de l'ordi me f'rai tres plaisir =$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon vous pouvez aller voir ma &lt;a href="http://the-red-queen-.deviantart.com/wishlist/"&gt;Deviantart Wishlist&lt;/a&gt; et ma &lt;a href="http://www.hottopic.com/WishList/viewSomeonesWishList.asp?W=684061&amp;LS=0&amp;amp;"&gt;Hot Topic Wishlist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(COMMENT CA J'PEUX TOUJOURS RÊVER ????!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakuna Matata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112742037540004489?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112742037540004489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112742037540004489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112742037540004489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112742037540004489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/pov-petit-blog-la-nicotine.html' title='Pov petit blog à la nicotine'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112667437503299578</id><published>2005-09-13T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:07:26.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mon dieu moi et les titres, on s'entend vraiment mal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vous remarquerez que pour chaque titres j'met npkoi T_T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C'est juste que j'sais jamais quoi mettre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ecoute : Chicks on speed - Lush Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ben j'ai oublié c'que j'allais raconter =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sinon, ben si vous me croisez pas souvent...ou du tout sur msn. Et que (here's a crazy thought) j'vous manque, ecrivez-moi un mail, j'manquerai pas d'y repondre. Oui je sais la derniere fois j'l'ai pas fait T_T Mais demandez à Cassandra &amp;amp; à Kekette, j'ai bien repondu cette fois T_T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;D'ailleurs dans un mail on en dit souvent plus que sur msn j'ai remarqué. Mais vu qu'on est tous une bande de fénéans... &lt;__&lt;.&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Parce que dire qu'on veut pas se perdre de vue...se perdre tt court, c'est bien beau, mais si on y fait rien ça va finir par arriver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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/13777892-112667437503299578?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112667437503299578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112667437503299578&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112667437503299578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112667437503299578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/mon-dieu-moi-et-les-titres-on-sentend.html' title='Mon dieu moi et les titres, on s&apos;entend vraiment mal.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112658014569836649</id><published>2005-09-12T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:55:45.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finiiiiiiie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Mdame%20peinte1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Mdame%20peinte1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j'l'ai delaissée pendant quelques jours, et la j'l'ai finie. C'est tres bof, mais d'un autre coté c'est ma première fois (ouais j'étais vierge xD..ha tres drole.)&lt;br /&gt;Bref.&lt;br /&gt;Oui certain remarqueront peut-être que le fond est en fait un bout du bar "Les Furieux", seulement en bleu.&lt;br /&gt;Haaa Paris, paris, mon premier amour.&lt;br /&gt;J'trouve que Paris à une odeur. Vraiment. Pas vous? Me dite pas la polution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Samedi...yavait une mouche qui fzait chier le monde au boulot...Alors mon bosse a chopé une tapette et a tué la mouche.&lt;br /&gt;10 minute plus tard j'prend mon verre de pepsi, je bois et...J'sens un truc dans ma bouche o_O...Jrecrache dans mon verre...et la j'vois...la mouche T_T. Morte T_T. Qu'était dans ma bouche T_T&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I didnt swallow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voilà. C'était ma vie passionante.&lt;br /&gt;Faut dire j'ai pas vraiment le temps de la rendre interressante avec le bahut en semaine et le travail le week end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'fin. J'ai déménagé d'un apart à Paris pour aller vivre sur une péniche au finfond des USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez pas me dire que c'est pas interressant comme histoire.&lt;br /&gt;N'empeche que j'préfère Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'suis un enfant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De la pollution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le nez au vent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je respire à fond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moi le smog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'est ma drogue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je n'peux plus m'en passer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Et l'air pur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ça m'fait plutôt tousser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je suis bien dans ma peau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme un poisson dans l'eau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'suis un maniaque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D'la télévision&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Juste en playback&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme un bruit de fond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besoin d'bruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Même la nuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinon j'suis insomniaque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Les oiseaux&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Les crapauds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ça m'rend paranoïaqueB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esoin pour faire dodo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Du ronron des motos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le parfum de l'essence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ça m'trouble les sens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quand j'ai mal à la tête&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'fume une cigarette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je vais faire mon jogging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au milieu des buildings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Les pieds sur le ciment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'suis dans mon élément&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tous les dimanches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'reste à la maison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'branche ma sono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'mets l'volume à fond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'suis content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quand j'entends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le téléphone qui sonne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La campagne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'est le bagne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ça manque d'oxyde de carbone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je suis bien dans ma peau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme un poisson dans l'eau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'suis un agent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De consommation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quand j'ai d'l'argent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je consomme à fond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je m'endette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je m'achète&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tout c'qui m'passe par la tête&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je me jette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme une bête&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sur le dernier gadget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je vis mon petit train-train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De citadin moyen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je suis bien dans ma peau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme un poisson dans l'eau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Starmania - Un enfant de la pollution]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112658014569836649?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112658014569836649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112658014569836649&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112658014569836649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112658014569836649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/finiiiiiiie.html' title='Finiiiiiiie'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112623458399075194</id><published>2005-09-08T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T19:56:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chikachikachiiiiiks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Mdame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Mdame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même que la rentrée c'était bien.&lt;br /&gt;Même que je vous raconterai tout ça plus tard&lt;br /&gt;Même que ce week end j'travail&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'aime pas une minute de repos (sans compter mes 6h de sommeil xD)&lt;br /&gt;Même que... (nan celui là c'était pour faire joli)&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'ai recu mes docs.&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'ai dessiné une madame aujourd'hui&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'ai commencer à faire les couleures sur photoshop et que j'me débrouille pas trop mal pour une première fois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas un truc sur ma dent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'vous montrerai le resultat&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'peux vous montrer l'debut maintenant&lt;br /&gt;Même que j'vous aimdore&lt;br /&gt;Même que vous me manquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tous tous tous tous....TOUS ! T.O.U.S. (ouais j'crois qu'vous avez compris là...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pis un grand merci à ma femme pour le mail qui m'a fait chaud aux coeur !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'aimerai bien qu'on continue à s'écrire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'viens de realiser que j'ai pas repondu à vos mails :.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais vous pouvez continuez à en envoyer, comme ça j'ai de vos nouvelles pis ça fait plaisir. et que je rpdrai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Je je je je je jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeuuuh.. m'aaaaaiiiime ! Des fois je m'aime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;YA THE O.C DANS 6MINUTES AAAAAAAAAAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*court dans tous les sens*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@ plouf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1,2,3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je l'ouvre et je la bois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4,5,6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Je finis et je pisse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7,8,9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J'ai une haleine de boeuf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10,11,12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love to drink booze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quand je serai grande je vivrai dans le metro :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112623458399075194?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112623458399075194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112623458399075194&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112623458399075194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112623458399075194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/chikachikachiiiiiks.html' title='Chikachikachiiiiiks'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112597193896595253</id><published>2005-09-05T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T18:58:58.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agah soirée pré-rentrée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Dessine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Dessine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecoute: Louis Attaque - Ton invitation  Tryo - Apocalypticodramatic &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai mal à la tête&lt;br /&gt;Poil à la kekette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'realise pas du tout que demain c'est la rentrée.&lt;br /&gt;J'espère que le bus sera à l'heure. (oui parce que c'est souvent la merde avec le bus les premiers jours...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'espère surtout que c'est Stacie qui conduira encore cette année.&lt;br /&gt;J'crois que j'vais mettre un d'mes bas de pyj' avec ma robe noire.&lt;br /&gt;Par contre j'crois pas que mes docs soient arrivées :( (en même temps la poste est fermé)J'ai interet à les recevoir demain &gt;_&lt; Sinon j'me roule par terre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apporte-moi mes cachets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serre bien ma camisole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accèle encore le son de ta voix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ma techno-délire psychédélique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apocalyptico-dramatique...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sirènes obsédantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Métal hurlant, plastique qui résonne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aux arcades d'acier de l'oreille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Entartrée par ton ouïe déficiente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Des éclairs choppent tes yeux au hasard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Les lasers t'étranglent et t'enfoncent leurs dards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cette nuit suçera ma sève&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moi je m'en fiche, je "rave"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apporte-moi mes cachets&lt;br /&gt;Serre bien ma camisole&lt;br /&gt;Accèle encore le son de ta voix&lt;br /&gt;Ma techno-délire psychédélique&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptico-dramatique...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'est le grand rassemblement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C'est la fête ou la teuf des Grands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aux yeux équarquillés, aux pupilles dilatées&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Et aux coeurs dressés&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Par le battement de coeur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qu'elle te prend sans savoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ton pauvre coeur qui n'en peut plus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ne plus pouvoir respirer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh toi p'tit con !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qu'est-ce que tu fais là ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dis-moi p'tit con,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu viens franchir le pas ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais t'ignores le parfum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enivrant, obsédant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qui te couvre d'ivresse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Te transforme en détresse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Et peut faire de ta soirée&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comme une éternité à crier&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apporte-moi mes cachets&lt;br /&gt;Serre bien ma camisole&lt;br /&gt;Accèle encore le son de ta voix&lt;br /&gt;Ma techno-délire psychédélique&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptico-dramatique...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mais au nom de la vie de ces quelques uns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qui sont restés bloqués sur ton drôle de chemin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Au nom de mon ami malade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Qui hurle au fin fond d'son hôpital&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apporte-moi mes cachets&lt;br /&gt;Serre bien ma camisole&lt;br /&gt;Accèle encore le son de ta voix&lt;br /&gt;Ma techno-délire psychédélique&lt;br /&gt;Apocalyptico-dramatique...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112597193896595253?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112597193896595253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112597193896595253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112597193896595253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112597193896595253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/agah-soire-pr-rentre.html' title='Agah soirée pré-rentrée'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112569749401262157</id><published>2005-09-02T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T15:15:43.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude you're so crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Machiiin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Machiiin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ic1.deviantart.com/fs7/i/2005/245/e/9/Machin_Copain_by_The_Red_Queen_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laaaalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;J'mennuiyais hier soir alors j'ai fait ça.&lt;br /&gt;Pis j'lai fini avec photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;J'aime bien...J'aime bcp même.&lt;br /&gt;Il est obssédé par mOa&lt;br /&gt;J'suis pas vrmnt très calé niveau painting &amp;amp; airbrushing. =/ S'con. J'vais essayer d'm'y mettre en attendant de m'acheter un nouvel apareil photo.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai faim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112569749401262157?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112569749401262157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112569749401262157&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112569749401262157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112569749401262157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/09/dude-youre-so-crazy.html' title='Dude you&apos;re so crazy'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112545642924368339</id><published>2005-08-30T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T19:52:58.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed of sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/You%20do%20it%20yourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/You%20do%20it%20yourself.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est une de ces chansons qui fait defiler des milliers d'image dans ma tête.&lt;br /&gt;J'lavais entendue une ou deux fois à la radio.&lt;br /&gt;Pis j'ai commencé à l'écouter chez Guillaume.&lt;br /&gt;Et à chaque fois que je l'ecoute...J'revis tous les souvenirs de cet été&lt;br /&gt;Surtout les premières notes de la chanson.&lt;br /&gt;Donc j'essaye de pas trop l'écouter sinon forcement j'me met à verser une larmichette. Et j'm'étais de promis de plus pleurer...Enfin du moins tres peu. Forcement quant on me pousse à bout c'est dur de ne pas craquer...hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pis g un bouton qui fait tres tres mal. Mais c'est pas un truc que j'peux peter =/ S'nul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homesickalien.forumactif.com"&gt;Cliquez&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: Mon nez il est enorme o_O...."C'est un roc !... c'est un pic !... c'est un cap ! Que dis-je, c'est un cap ?... C'est une péninsule ! " xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112545642924368339?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112545642924368339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112545642924368339&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112545642924368339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112545642924368339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/speed-of-sound.html' title='Speed of sound'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112529182077799733</id><published>2005-08-28T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T19:49:20.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to live for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Something%20to%20live%20for.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/400/Something%20to%20live%20for.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ecoute&lt;/strong&gt;: "Radiohead - Pyramid Song" en boucle et en boucle...&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J'avais écris tout un roman juste ici, mais mon blog a peté un cable donc. Yapu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pyramid Song"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I jumped in the river and what did I see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Black-eyed angels swam with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A moon full of stars and astral cars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things I used to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my lovers were there with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my past and futures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we all went to heaven in a little row boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I jumped into the river&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Black-eyed angels swam with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A moon full of stars and astral cars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And all the things I used to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my lovers were there with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All my past and futures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we all went to heaven in a little row boat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: Et merci pour tous vos mails, ça m'a fait un bien fou de recevoir de vos nouvelles :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;J'y répond tout de suite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PPS: Et désolé à Quentin pour t'aleur...N'empeche que t'as pas la moindre idée de c'que c'est que d'être une nana tseuh &gt;_&lt;...Je t'aime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;°.&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Music...Something to live for&lt;/span&gt;.°&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112529182077799733?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112529182077799733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112529182077799733&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112529182077799733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112529182077799733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/something-to-live-for.html' title='Something to live for'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112520088704775483</id><published>2005-08-27T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:48:07.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Les copains d'abord &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Rien de mieux qu'un peu de Brassens pour se remetre de bonne humeure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'm'en vais prendre des photos, j'reviendrais les poster si j'en ai des bonnes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112520088704775483?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112520088704775483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112520088704775483&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112520088704775483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112520088704775483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/les-copains-dabord-3.html' title='Les copains d&apos;abord &lt;3'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112518981679302530</id><published>2005-08-27T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T17:43:36.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Chapichapoluv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Chapichapoluv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Envie de pleurer paskelle vient d'se faire gueuler dessus pour un rien T_T*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strop sympa ça quand tu rentre tsé T_T A VELO EN PLUS PASKE PERSONNE N'A EU LA PUTAIN DBONNES IDEE DE VNIR ME CHERCHER 5+6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nan paske vous voyez ya une ptite soirée chez moi (Anniversaires, blabla)&lt;br /&gt;Et la mon beau père viens d'me gueuler dessus pour un truc que j'ai pas fais T_T.&lt;br /&gt;Ce genre de truc ca me fais toujours pleurer de rage. C'est con, mais c'est comme ça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genial pas de nouvelles de Quentin depuis avnt hier, J'croise même plus Cass, Mel, Kekette, Cynthia ou Paul sur msn.&lt;br /&gt;Maiiiiis heureusement ya tjs Romain et Marine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc ce soir j'crois que j'vais me degager d'la foule, dormir, prendre des photos et aller sur le net plutot que passer la soirée avec eux à me faire chier et me faire gueuler dessus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quoi ça s'voit qu'G mes règles? &lt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;(comment ça çasdipas?! Personne vient sur s'blog, keskeucapeufoutre? o_O)&lt;br /&gt;Bon bye et euh...C'est vraiment trop gentil de m'avoir donné de vos nouvelles *KOF KOF KOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOF* 5+6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crake*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112518981679302530?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112518981679302530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112518981679302530&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112518981679302530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112518981679302530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='*GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH*'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112510925748896166</id><published>2005-08-26T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:20:57.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapichapo</title><content type='html'>Gné fait quelques photos *contente*  v'la mes deux préférées:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/cache%20cache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/cache%20cache.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Chapichapo%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112510925748896166?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112510925748896166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112510925748896166&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112510925748896166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112510925748896166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/chapichapo.html' title='Chapichapo'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112502226910389157</id><published>2005-08-25T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T19:11:09.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gqh</title><content type='html'>Juste cette envie de prendre des photos. Donc j'my remets.&lt;br /&gt;*chope l'apareil photo et lache l'ordinateur*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pas tres beaucoup présente en s'moment. Mais j'srai ravie de recevoir des mails, et j'y repondrai avec plaisir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment ça j'peux toujours rever? :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112502226910389157?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112502226910389157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112502226910389157&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112502226910389157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112502226910389157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/gqh.html' title='Gqh'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112493358871381402</id><published>2005-08-24T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T18:33:08.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"J'suis la belette de personne."</title><content type='html'>Hier j'me suis surprise à faire une grimace que Cynthia fais tout le temps. Ca m'ait fait penser à elle lol :p. Son visage, sa façon d'être, toutes ses expressions faciales, sa demarche etc.. Sma donné une grosse envie de la revoir &gt;_&lt; Et vu qu'elle est pas connectée pour que j'lui dise, j'vous raconte ça à vous =D Voilà.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112493358871381402?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112493358871381402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112493358871381402&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112493358871381402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112493358871381402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/jsuis-la-belette-de-personne.html' title='&quot;J&apos;suis la belette de personne.&quot;'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112492722960912749</id><published>2005-08-24T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T16:47:09.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Labret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="283" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Labret.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeen...J'ai finalement percer mon Labret, MÊME si Quentin etait completement contre, j'le voulais vraiment et ma mère était d'accord pour le payer.  C'était rapide et indolor.&lt;br /&gt;Sinon m'suis trouver un boulot à la station service du coin...Donc j'travaille des demain de 11h à 17h à servir de la bouffe OUAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS *secoue ptit drapeau* T_T hey...j'vais pas me pleindre non plus :D&lt;br /&gt;M'suis acheter quelques fringues pour la rentrée (6 septembre &gt;_&lt;) aussi. Donc wala cécoul céfeune. jvouroulodeuprintemps. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112492722960912749?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112492722960912749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112492722960912749&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112492722960912749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112492722960912749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/journe.html' title='Journée'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112474482677222935</id><published>2005-08-22T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:07:06.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C'est tout pour aujourd'hui</title><content type='html'>Grand Merci à Tatie Mylie...Elle sait pk =) &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mp3 d'la semaine: &lt;a href="http://membres.lycos.fr/cherrylips/Malicorne_Martin.wma"&gt;Malicorne - Martin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIIIHIII mdr xD  AAaaaaalors Malicorne...C'est un groupe originaire de Malicorne-sur-sarthe (hey ouais logique...) que j'connais depuis toute petite...d'ailleurs j'les croyais super connus et tt....Mais en fait tropas. Donc voui voila...A chaques fois que j'entend parler de quelqu'un qui s'appel Martin...jchante ça :D Et voilà.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112474482677222935?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112474482677222935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112474482677222935&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112474482677222935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112474482677222935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/cest-tout-pour-aujourdhui.html' title='C&apos;est tout pour aujourd&apos;hui'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112441470119696111</id><published>2005-08-18T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:25:01.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chacun chez soit, et les hippopotames seront bien gardés !</title><content type='html'>Putain c'que j'me sens moche aujourd'hui T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pis j'ai envie de voir les cheveux de Mask...Chépapk =D (oui juste tes cheveux Mask, on aime pas ta gueule.)(et là il va faire: Ah ouais?! C'est comme ça?! Et il va tracer :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112441470119696111?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112441470119696111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112441470119696111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112441470119696111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112441470119696111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/chacun-chez-soit-et-les-hippopotames.html' title='Chacun chez soit, et les hippopotames seront bien gardés !'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112408019051611028</id><published>2005-08-14T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T21:29:50.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Anya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Anya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecoute: The Scorpions - Wind of change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon voilà un dessin que j'ai fait hier&lt;br /&gt;Pas particulièrement genial. Surtout que là il manque bcp de détails a cause d'ce scanner de merde. M'enfin du coup j'ai fait quelques retouches avec photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Toujours pas le courage d'arranger le menu du blog. On verra un autre jour.&lt;br /&gt;J'ai eu ma mère au tel, elle va pas bien...Ca doit pas être facile de voire quelqu'un qu'on aime mourir devnt tes yeux. Elle revient demain donc on va pouvoir s'occuper d'elle :)&lt;br /&gt;J'ai fais un peu de shopping, difficile comme je suis j'ai trouvé qu'un sac et deux T shirts, c'est d'ja ça de gagné =/ Faut que j'm'achete une paire de Doc Martens pour la rentrée. J'm'étais toujours ces pompes là quand j'étais gamine ^^ Ca s'use bcp moins vite qu'une paire de basket et c'est plus zoli =)&lt;br /&gt;En s'moment j'suis à fond dans Courtney Love et Hole =/ J'ai jamais aimé Courtney Love (rien avoir avec Kurt Cobain ou rien...C'est seulement une grosse conne =D Faut dire Kurt est aussi un gros con =D mais un génie =D bref.), mais j'aime bcp sa musique ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Bon j'me sauve, j'vais aller regarder Boys Don't Cry ^^&lt;br /&gt;Rhobibis à tous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tout particulierement à Mel aujourd'hui. On s'emmerde autant l'une que l'autre ^^&lt;br /&gt;et je porte un toast au 31 decembre 2004. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112408019051611028?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112408019051611028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112408019051611028&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112408019051611028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112408019051611028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/anya.html' title='Anya'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112391054043364187</id><published>2005-08-12T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T22:22:20.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm</title><content type='html'>Bon j'ai arrangé quelques trucs, mais ya des trucs dans l'menu qui s'affichent pas : et là ça me pompe donc j'verrai ça demain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112391054043364187?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112391054043364187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112391054043364187&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112391054043364187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112391054043364187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/hm.html' title='Hm'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112387434889360626</id><published>2005-08-12T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T12:19:08.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T_T</title><content type='html'>Vous remarquerez que j'ai completement niqué mon blog.&lt;br /&gt;J'sais pas c'que j'ai en s'moment...Mais j'dOumal :...Mais VRAIMENT DOUMAL !&lt;br /&gt;faichier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112387434889360626?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112387434889360626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112387434889360626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112387434889360626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112387434889360626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/tt.html' title='T_T'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112379600287048829</id><published>2005-08-11T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T14:33:22.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked her yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Pwet%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Pwet%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ecoute&lt;/strong&gt; : Katy Rose - Lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lit&lt;/strong&gt; : Le mystere de la chambre jaune, Marie de Medicis, et d'autre bouquins dont j'ai oublié les noms -__-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*baille* Ma mère est partie aujourd'hui pour aller en Arizona rejoindre un amie qu'est mourante.&lt;br /&gt;Elle reviendra Lundi soir. A son retour je....VAIS ME FAIRE PERCER LE LABREEEEEEEEEEEEEET haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa :DDDD !!! Par contre j'en connais un qui va pas être content...(Quentin *kof* 8-)) J'suis allé me renseigné chez le perceur et tatoueur là où j'étais allée la dernière fois (pour mon arcade) et bon en tout ça va me couter 50$ ^^&lt;br /&gt;*trop contente*&lt;br /&gt;Donc j'me suis achtée quelques bouquin, le premier tome de Naruto, et j'me suis aussi loué quelques vidéos pour le weekend: Le Fabuleux Destin D'Amélie Poulain (et oui...ca doit bien faire 20 fois que je le regarde...sérieusement.)Empire Records, Natural Born Killers, Reservoir Dogs et euuuh....Fight Club ! Ce soir mon beau père ramène une pizza et s'il est pas trop crevé j'vais lui proposer dregarder un film avec moi ^^ *regarde Sex Intention en même temps*&lt;br /&gt;J'ai faim. Pis Quentin me manque. Pis ça fait deux jours que j'ai pas de ses nouvelles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112379600287048829?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112379600287048829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112379600287048829&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112379600287048829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112379600287048829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/fucked-her-yet.html' title='Fucked her yet?'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112353398578678937</id><published>2005-08-08T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T13:46:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>J'ai l'mot sur l'bout du pinceau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ca s'moi qu'était en train de m'faire un collier =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Bureau%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Bureau%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Petit dessin pour ma femme &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Dessins%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112353398578678937?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112353398578678937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112353398578678937&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112353398578678937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112353398578678937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/jai-lmot-sur-lbout-du-pinceau.html' title='J&apos;ai l&apos;mot sur l&apos;bout du pinceau.'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112343680229898218</id><published>2005-08-07T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T10:46:42.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nananananèèèèèreuh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moi Reptouh imafé un dessiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;comment kilébÔ =$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AAAH *va l'imprimer et le mettre dans sa chambre*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/dessin%20de%20reptou%20pr%20moaaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112343680229898218?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112343680229898218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112343680229898218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112343680229898218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112343680229898218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/nananananreuh.html' title='Nananananèèèèèreuh'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112337453851803024</id><published>2005-08-06T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:28:58.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ateba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;msuis fait un bébé atéba =)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Ateba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112337453851803024?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112337453851803024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112337453851803024&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112337453851803024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112337453851803024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/ateba.html' title='Ateba'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13777892.post-112336338708109006</id><published>2005-08-06T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:23:07.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LAERTE ERTLAAAJD ALEEEEERTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/1600/Toute%20peintur??e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2012/1225/320/Toute%20peintur%3F%3Fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aveupapartiiiiir !!! Et yaplus de White Spiriiiiit !!!! EEEET JDOIS ALLER A UN FESTIVAL DE JAZZ ANACORTEEEES !!!!!! HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*court dans tout les sens*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13777892-112336338708109006?l=the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/112336338708109006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13777892&amp;postID=112336338708109006&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112336338708109006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13777892/posts/default/112336338708109006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-ashtray-girl.blogspot.com/2005/08/laerte-ertlaaajd-aleeeeerte.html' title='LAERTE ERTLAAAJD ALEEEEERTE'/><author><name>Leïla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12073750346472691533</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
