<?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-5583070473821008176</id><updated>2011-09-06T09:51:47.358-04:00</updated><category term='Noel'/><category term='but'/><category term='tune du moment'/><category term='English'/><category term='Images'/><category term='vie'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Canadiens'/><category term='100 days of BJ'/><category term='Éric lapointe'/><category term='Francais'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='blog'/><category term='musique'/><category term='life'/><category term='80&apos;s'/><category term='Chialage'/><category term='Années 80'/><category term='Bon Jovi'/><category term='Québec'/><category term='job'/><category term='Recs'/><category term='Trouvailles'/><category term='vie de tout les jours'/><category term='Publicité'/><category term='Song of the moment'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Vidéo'/><category term='Avant de mourir'/><category term='everything happens for a reason'/><category term='Articles sérieux'/><category term='Constatations sur la vie'/><category term='30 lettres'/><category term='école'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Technologie'/><category term='hiver'/><category term='Nouvelles'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Drole'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='Recommandations'/><title type='text'>Piink loliipop</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583070473821008176.post-3957294063400510240</id><published>2010-12-09T19:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T19:23:44.790-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 6 : Game of the Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlcqm0YRZPE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlcqm0YRZPE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Game of the Heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Unreleased &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slippery When Wet&lt;/u&gt; outtakes&lt;/i&gt;/ Outtakes nédite pour l'album &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slippery When Wet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="normaltext"&gt;Here in the darkness the truth puts an end to your game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my 100 days ... I swear ! I love unreleashed demos/outtakes&amp;nbsp; from the first albums. There's some very good songs in there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je vais faire mes 100 jours ... Mais peut-être pas de suite XD J'adore les demos unreleashed/les outtakes des premiers CD ! Des perles inédites !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normaltext"&gt;I know you want me but you look away, I keep so cool back cause you're so afraid. &lt;br /&gt;You keep your distance and crave my caress, we all make our choices, we all stand the test. &lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, where you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart, I hear you callin' my name, &lt;br /&gt;Here in the darkness the truth puts an end to your game. &lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart, you know that I know you're mine, &lt;br /&gt;Youll have to face that alone at the end of the line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' so naked we ache for the touch, I feel your eyes on me, they swallow me up. &lt;br /&gt;Show me your fears and I'll put them to rest, we all make our choices we all stand the test. &lt;br /&gt;Yes I know, where you go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart, I hear you callin' my name, &lt;br /&gt;Here in the darkness the truth puts an end to your game. &lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart, you know that I know you're mine, &lt;br /&gt;Youll have the face that alone at the end of the line. &lt;br /&gt;You know you're mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you think that you need protection, and so we build up these walls &lt;br /&gt;Well I'm gonna be the exception, so let's lift our voices and cry &lt;br /&gt;Heres to the game of the heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game of the heart, I hear you callin' my name, &lt;br /&gt;Here in the darkness the truth puts an end to your game. &lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart, you know that I know you're mine, &lt;br /&gt;Youll have to face that alone at the end of the line. &lt;br /&gt;In the game of the heart. &lt;br /&gt;Game of the heart, game of the heart. &lt;br /&gt;Game of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5583070473821008176-3957294063400510240?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3957294063400510240/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=3957294063400510240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/3957294063400510240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/3957294063400510240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-6-game-of-heart-songchanson-game-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-8280241923522716179</id><published>2010-11-18T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:00:43.835-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 5 : Heartbreak Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/elgwxLPY1CM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/elgwxLPY1CM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Heartbreak Eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Unreleased &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; demo / Démo inédite pour l'album &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 1983&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can see the heartbreak in your eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can feel the pain that you cry deep inside of your heartbreak eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I'll only post released songs ? This is an&amp;nbsp;released&amp;nbsp;demo from their first album &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I LOVE the 80's spirit of this one. And jon voice !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui a did que je ne posterait que des chansons officiellement sortie sur leurs albums officiel ? C'est une démo faite pour leur premier album Bon Jovi. J'adore l'esprit des 80's et la voix de Jon dans celle la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you want to change sides&lt;br /&gt;You say the lesson's been learned&lt;br /&gt;I can tell by your voice, baby just got burned&lt;br /&gt;I can see in your eyes, and read your lips so well&lt;br /&gt;You're a master at disguise but it ain't hard to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone that's been through it before knows that look&lt;br /&gt;I can read through your mind like a story book&lt;br /&gt;And there's no happy endings to this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can see the heartbreak in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pain that you cry deep inside of those heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;You hear the cries through the night&lt;br /&gt;Calling over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voices came and took advantage, now you don't want to play&lt;br /&gt;When the word got around he gave your secrets away&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late to cry you know the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;Dry your tears say goodbye and know he wasn't the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your life you been in and out of love&lt;br /&gt;Now you've folded your cards when push came to shove&lt;br /&gt;You're just another number, just a victim of love's lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the heartbreak in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pain that you cry deep inside of your heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;You hear the cries through the night&lt;br /&gt;Calling over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;You hear the cries through the night&lt;br /&gt;Over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the heartbreak in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pain that you cry deep inside of your heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;You hear the cries through the night, calling over and over&lt;br /&gt;Those heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pain you hide deep inside&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside of those heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;You hear the cries through the night, calling over and over&lt;br /&gt;Those heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the hurt inside your heartbreak eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the cries at night, over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5583070473821008176-8280241923522716179?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8280241923522716179/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=8280241923522716179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/8280241923522716179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/8280241923522716179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days-of-bon-jovi-day-5.html' title='100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 5'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-1644384399121322167</id><published>2010-11-18T20:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T20:42:10.429-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 4 : Livin on a Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDK9QqIzhwk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lDK9QqIzhwk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Livin on a Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Slippery when wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;The very long ''Livin on a prayer'' at the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Le très long ''livin on a prayer'' vers la fin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never under estimate a classic ! I heard this one on the radio twice in the last 24 hours . And the video-clip is EXCELLENT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne jamais sous estimer un classic ! Je l'ai entendue a la radio 2 fois en moin de 24 heures. Et le video-clip est&amp;nbsp;EXCELLENT&amp;nbsp;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy used to work on the docks&lt;br /&gt;Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck&lt;br /&gt;It's tough, so tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina works the diner all day&lt;br /&gt;Working for her man, she brings home her pay&lt;br /&gt;For love, mmm, for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says we've got to hold on to what we've got&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not&lt;br /&gt;We got each other and that's a lot&lt;br /&gt;For love we'll give it a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're half way there&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, we'll make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy's got his six string in hock&lt;br /&gt;Now he's holding in what he used to make it talk&lt;br /&gt;So tough, mmm, it's tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina dreams of running away&lt;br /&gt;When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers&lt;br /&gt;"Baby it's okay, someday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta hold on to what we've got&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not&lt;br /&gt;We got each other and that's a lot&lt;br /&gt;For love we'll give it a shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're half way there&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, we'll make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Livin' on a prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gotta hold on ready or not&lt;br /&gt;You live for the fight when it's all that you've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, we're half way there&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and we'll make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, we're half way there&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and we'll make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, we're half way there&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and we'll make it I swear&lt;br /&gt;Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5583070473821008176-1644384399121322167?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1644384399121322167/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=1644384399121322167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1644384399121322167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1644384399121322167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days-of-bon-jovi-day-4.html' title='100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 4'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-6862739624065646744</id><published>2010-11-15T23:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:18:23.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 3 : Welcome to Wherever You Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjyP37kDJ4I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjyP37kDJ4I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Welcome to Wherever You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be who you want to, be who you are&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyones a hero, everyones a star&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Le dernier refrain et le dernier Welcome aussi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The last chorus and the last ''Welcome'' too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 2 songs from the same album in 2 days ! I had that song stuck in &amp;nbsp;the head most of the time today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, 2 chansons du même album en 2 jours ! Je l'est eu dans la tête toute la journée celle la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're different, but we're still the same&lt;br /&gt;We all got the blood of Eden, running through our veins&lt;br /&gt;I know sometimes it's hard for you to see&lt;br /&gt;You come between just who you are and who you wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel alone, and lost and need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Remember every new beginning, is some beginning's end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;This is your life, you made it this far&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, you gotta believe&lt;br /&gt;That right here right now, you're exactly where you're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, to wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everybody's in, and you're left out&lt;br /&gt;And you feel your drowning, in a shadow of a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Everyones a miracle in their own way&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to yourself, not what other people say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it seems you're lost, alone and feeling down&lt;br /&gt;Remember everybody's different&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be who you want to, be who you are&lt;br /&gt;Everyones a hero, everyones a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wanna give up, and your hearts about to break&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you're perfect, God makes no mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5583070473821008176-6862739624065646744?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6862739624065646744/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=6862739624065646744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/6862739624065646744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/6862739624065646744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days-of-bon-jovi-day-3.html' title='100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 3'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-62155344056151368</id><published>2010-11-14T16:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:46:12.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 2 : I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34DEynQQ9ho?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/34DEynQQ9ho?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Have a nice day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I aint got no halo hanging over my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I aint gonna judge you, I'm just here to love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Le ''I am'' est excellent aussi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The ''I am''is&amp;nbsp;excellent&amp;nbsp;too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The powerful lyric does it for me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les paroles puissantes font la chanson pour moi ici. Des paroles bien chercher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How you spend your minutes are what matters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All tomorrows come from yesterday's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you're feeling broke and bruised and sometimes shattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blew out the candles on the cake like everything's a big mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems you always wait for life to happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And your last buck can't buy a lucky break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If all we've got is us then lifes worth living&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you're in, you know I'm in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm ready and I'm willing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you think that no-one needs you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sees you or believes you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No ones there to understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be there to be that someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you think that no one, is there to hold your hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're just who we are, there's no pretending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It takes a while to learn to live in your own skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say a prayer that we might find our happy ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if you're in, you know I'm in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm ready and I'm willing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I aint got no halo hanging over my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I aint gonna judge you, I'm just here to love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I Am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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(Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-2663768261865994139</id><published>2010-11-13T21:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:40:11.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 days of BJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 1</title><content type='html'>So there's about 100 days left before I go see Bon Jovi on febuary 19th. So I decided to post one Bon Jovi song a day for until I finally go see the show ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il reste a peut près 100 jours avant que j'aille voir Bon Jovi le 19 février. Alors j,ai decider de poster une chanson de Bon Jovi par jour jusqu'as que j'aille voir le show ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DAY 1 : Shot through the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4CtrF7lzuAA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4CtrF7lzuAA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Song/Chanson:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Shot Through the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Album:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year/Année:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite&amp;nbsp;part/ Partie préféré:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shot through the heart as I lay there alone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the dark through the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's all part of this game that we call love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment/Commentaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this is the title of the blog ... It's the least I can do then to make it the first song of this list. Also I LOVE the 80's, and this song really capture what I love about hair metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Étant donné que c'est le titre de se blog ... c'est normal que se soit aussi la première chanson sur la liste. Aussi J'ADORE les années 80 , et cette chanson capture bien se que j'aime du style Hair metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Would you be content to see me crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all those little games you put me through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After all I've done for you you're lying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wouldn't it be nice to tell the truth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't somebody somewhere say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're gonna take a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now here's the curtain call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shot through the heart as I lay there alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the dark through the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's all part of this game that we call love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now you've come back here to say you're sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I don't know who you're talking to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It could be the man I used to be, girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I've grown up and now I'm over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing there just a live wire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With nowhere left to turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You were gonna set the world on fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When will you ever learn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shot through the heart as I lay there alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the dark through the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's all part of this game that we call love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't somebody somewhere say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're gonna take a fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave you everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now here's the curtain call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I'm shot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby does what baby please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And baby must have what she sees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But not this time, the tables turned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby, you just got burned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shot through the heart as I lay there alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the dark through the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's all part of this game that we call love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-2663768261865994139?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2663768261865994139/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=2663768261865994139&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2663768261865994139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2663768261865994139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days-of-bon-jovi-day-1.html' title='100 days of Bon Jovi : Day 1'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-8531561459380156550</id><published>2010-11-11T19:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:00:27.609-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Shot through the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is the name of this blog. It is based on the &lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt; song of the same name. I'm sure you got the song that starts with ''&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin you give love a bad name !&lt;/i&gt;'' in mind. Of course said song is one of &lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt;'s most well known song. I'm sure that you think that song is titled &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shot though the heart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... You're wrong. While many, if not most people, call that song (the one starting with&amp;nbsp;''&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, darlin you give love a bad name !&lt;/i&gt;'' ) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; .... The song is actually titles &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give love a bad name.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, there is a Bon Jovi song named&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You give love a bad name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is a song from the album&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Slippery When Wet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, it is the first single from that album. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is a song from&lt;u&gt; Bon Jovi'&lt;/u&gt;s very first album, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the title of this blog comes from the actual song &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from the album &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bon Jovi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Not from the song &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give love a bad name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Slippery When Wet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;(But I love both song mind you ! *ultimate BJ fan girl*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to both song there :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrZHPOeOxQQ"&gt;You give love a bad name&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CtrF7lzuAA"&gt;Shot through the heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-8531561459380156550?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/8531561459380156550/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=8531561459380156550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/8531561459380156550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/8531561459380156550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/shot-through-heart.html' title='Shot through the Heart'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-1856504103638886999</id><published>2010-11-01T22:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:43:49.574-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie de tout les jours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>And here we go ... It's Christmas time !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Halloween was yesterday. Yesterday , it was all about scary monsters, ugly witches and candy ! My local radio even put on songs like&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Ghostbusters, Thriller, Twilight Zone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;and The&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Halloween's&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;theme song.&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;I gave candy to many little Avatars ( it was&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;THE costume&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;this year ..) and to some cute&amp;nbsp;princesses. When I got to bed yesterday at 11 PM there was &amp;nbsp;horror movies playing on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 6 AM. I start college at 8 Am every monday (It's a pain ... Really. Badminton at 8 AM every monday morning ... But that's another story), so I have to get up quite early. So .... One of the first song I hear on the radio is ...&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;A Christmas song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.I was in that post sleep state. You know, when you aren't sure if you,re in a dream or not ? So I though I dreamed it or something. I actually got up late and had to run in order to be on time for my badminton class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back tonight, my step mother confirmed to me it wasn't a dream ...&lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp;There was actually a Christmas song playing on the radio this morning ....&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched TV later tonight for about 15 minutes. I saw&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;two&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Christmas&amp;nbsp;commercial. One that announced a sale on Christmas tree and a weird one with flying Pringles and lot's of Christmas light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also snowed here on the 30th(Something like 2-3 Cm. When I got up on the 31th everything was white) . And the snow didn't melt. So there was snow on Halloween's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I love Christmas, mind you. I'm actually the kind of person that listen to Christmas song when it's 40 degrees outside. I just find it a bit ... fast. Like , on November 1st, there's Christmas stuff EVERYWHERE !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Halloween ? That's so yesterday ! It's Christmas time now !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-loliipop.livejournal.com/"&gt;(Cross posted on my Livejournal)&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/5583070473821008176-1856504103638886999?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1856504103638886999/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=1856504103638886999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1856504103638886999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1856504103638886999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-here-we-go-its-christmas-time.html' title='And here we go ... It&apos;s Christmas time !!!'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-4474079893986746697</id><published>2010-09-04T20:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:44:07.439-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 lettres'/><title type='text'>Jour 3: Parents</title><content type='html'>(J'suis un peu en retard je sais, mais bon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cher parents, (Père et Belle-mère)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci d'être la pour moi. Je sais que je suis pas toujours facile, et que j'ai pas mal de caprices, mais vous êtes toujours la quand même. Vous m'avez toujours supporter et j'en suis reconnaissante, même si je le montre pas très souvent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je pourrais en dire long, mais je crois que vous savez bien a quel point vous êtes important pour moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-4474079893986746697?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4474079893986746697/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=4474079893986746697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4474079893986746697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4474079893986746697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/09/jour-3-tes-parents.html' title='Jour 3: Parents'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-3777176044719020180</id><published>2010-08-29T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:18:56.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 lettres'/><title type='text'>Jour 2: Animal de compagnie</title><content type='html'>(J'ai commencer hier quand je modifiais mon blog, fac dans le fond j'ai déjà 2 jours de faite !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cher animal de compagnie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu est toujours la quand j'en est besoin. On dirait que tu a le don de sentir quand ça va pas, et que tu viens toujours me rassurer dans les moments les plus difficiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas besoin de parler, de t'expliquer, de me justifier. T'est la pour moi et tu poses AUCUNE question. Les amis(es) c'est bien, mais quand ça me tempte VRAIMENT PAS de parler, je sais que tu est la, et que tu va venir ronronner sur mes jambes sans te poser de question, sans me poser de question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci de toujours me supporter sans poser de questions.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-3777176044719020180?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/3777176044719020180/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=3777176044719020180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/3777176044719020180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/3777176044719020180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/08/jour-2-animal-de-compagnie.html' title='Jour 2: Animal de compagnie'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-7879189133316707924</id><published>2010-08-29T19:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T19:06:06.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30 lettres'/><title type='text'>30 jours; 30 lettres; Jour 1 : Meilleur(e) Ami(e)</title><content type='html'>J'ai décider de faire le ''30 letters challenge''. En gros sa consiste a écrire 1 lettre par jour, pendant 30 jours. J'vais modifier un peu la liste originale, parce que ya certain jour ou j'ai rien a écrit/ j'écrit 2 fois a la même personne , mais j'compte le faire quand même.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Chère Meilleure amie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est dur pour moi de t'écrire une lettre. Tu vois ... Je te dit déja tout. Ou presque. Plutot presque tout. Parce que tu vois, je te dit tout se que je veux partager avec les autre. Il y a certaine chose que je préfére garder pour moi .... Mais bon, ne tant fait pas, c'est chose sont de minuscule grain de sable dans un désert. Bien sur tu a le don de découvrire se que je te cache, tu me connais trop bien il faut croire. Tu a toujours raison. Et tu le sais très bien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On se connais depuis longtemps, tu est une des personnes qui en sais le plus sur moi et je te fait confiance. J'me trouve privilégiée d'avoir une amie comme toi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On c'est chicaner pour une grosse niaiserie il y a 3 ans, sa aurait été une immense perte pour moi qu'on ne se reparle plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'espère qu'on va rester amie encore un boute, toi pis moi a 70 ans sa risque d'être vraiment drôle a voir (j'imagine déjà que nos petit enfants vont nous trouver FOLLES ! (Faut avouer qu'on l'est déjà  un peu, non  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci d'être la pour moi :) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-7879189133316707924?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7879189133316707924/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=7879189133316707924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7879189133316707924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7879189133316707924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/08/30-jours-30-lettres-jour-1-meilleure.html' title='30 jours; 30 lettres; Jour 1 : Meilleur(e) Ami(e)'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-7474268099914061285</id><published>2010-08-29T17:25:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:05:12.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommandations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bon Jovi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tune du moment'/><title type='text'>These Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9IfSv5Kc5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9IfSv5Kc5Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;These Days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Par : Bon Jovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was walking around, just a face in the crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to keep myself out of the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw a vagabond king wear a Styrofoam crown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondered if I might end up the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a man out on the corner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing old songs about change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody's got their cross to bare, these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To a motel room on the boulevard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess she's trying to be James Dean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's seen all the disciples and all the wanna be's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one wants to be themselves these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days the stars seem out of reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days there ain't a ladder on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There ain't nobody left but us these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His momma said he was crazy, he said "Momma, I've got to try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you know that all my heroes died&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I guess, I'd rather die than fa-fa-fade away, yeah"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days the stars seem out of reach, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But these days there ain't a ladder on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days are fast, love don't lasts in this graceless age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even innocence has caught the midnight train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there ain't nobody left but us these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know Rome's still burning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though the times have changed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This world kept turning round and round and round and round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days the stars seem out of reach, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But these days there ain't a ladder on these streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days are fast, love don't lasts in this graceless age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even innocence has caught the midnight train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there ain't nobody left but us these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days the stars seem out of reach, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days there ain't a ladder on these streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These days are fast, nothing lasts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There ain't no time to waste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There ain't nobody left to take the blame&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no, no, no, these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There ain't nobody left but us these days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-7474268099914061285?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7474268099914061285/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=7474268099914061285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7474268099914061285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7474268099914061285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/08/these-days-bon-jovi-i-was-walking.html' title='These Days'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-56191786591093933</id><published>2010-01-21T22:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:50:43.647-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles sérieux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><title type='text'>Chansons populaires</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Bon, bon, bon ... Avez-vous remarqué que beaucoup des chansons sortit depuis quelque temps réutilisent des bout de chanson des années 80-70-60 ? Voir même des mélodie/parole complètes ?? Non ? Alors voila quelque petits exemples .... (Cliques sur les nom des chansons pour pour voir une vidéo youtube de la chanson !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lOoId21B1Q"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Africa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;i&gt;Karl wolf&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;(2008) et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aCca5mPMp9A&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Africa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;Toto&lt;/i&gt; (1982)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même paroles , même mélodie. Karl Wolf en a fait une reprise , a ajouter un bout de rap et modifier 2-3 truc et voila ! Un hit ! Bien sur l'original est bien meilleur, même si je considère la reprise de Karl Wolf pas si pire et la moin pire de cette liste .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTQXWxSrCx8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Give it to me right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;i&gt;Melanie Fiona &lt;/i&gt;(2009)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfwFpRnOeGg"&gt;Time of the season&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;The zombies &lt;/i&gt;(1968)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encore une fois un hit. Cette fois c'est la musique qui est identique. L'original est 100 fois meilleur que le retake ? Re-utilisation ? What-ever , meilleur que celle de 2009 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yd8jh9QYfEs"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please don't stop the music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;i&gt;Rihanna &lt;/i&gt;(2007)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dPTsmswQVwg"&gt;Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;Micheal Jackson &lt;/i&gt;(1982)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le bout qui dit '' Ma ma se, Ma ma sa, ma ma coo sa, Ma ma se, ma ma sa, Ma ma coo sa'' en arrière-plan durant presque toute la chanson&amp;nbsp; est repris de la chanson de Micheal Jackson. Bien sur il faut prendre en considération que Micheal Jackson lui-même a participé a l'écriture de la chanson ... mais bon ... Réutilisation quand même (Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' a aussi été remixer par Akon en 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_iWofK1_AhU"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunglasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;i&gt;Divine Brown &lt;/i&gt;(2009)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bLEuWEvH5GI"&gt;I wear my sunglasses at night&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;Corey Hart &lt;/i&gt;(1984)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même thème , même musique. La version original de Corey Hart est bien meilleur ! En plus si j'ai le choix entre Coray Hart et Divine Brown je prend Corey moi ! Vous pouvez l'avoir votre Divine ! En plus les lunette que Corey porte dans la vidéo ressemble au lunette qu'il donne quand on va voir Avatar en 3D .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BBsF7VIQyo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hush hush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; des &lt;i&gt;Pussycat Dolls &lt;/i&gt;(2009)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBR2G-iI3-I"&gt;I will survive&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;Gloria Gaynor &lt;/i&gt;(1978)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bout de I will survive est réutilisé a la fin de Hush hush. Hush Hush m'a surpris , c'est en effet une des rares chansons ditent ''populaires'' que j'aprécie. L'utilisation de I will survive est bien faite ! Bonus : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZBR2G-iI3-I"&gt;I will survive- Aliensong&lt;/a&gt; (A les début d'internet ... que de bon souvenir !) et &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yLHfnt7yTMc"&gt;Je survivrai&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;(Version francaise ....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACesjCwVqJE"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just died in your amrs tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;i&gt;Jay-Z &lt;/i&gt;(2009)&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;et &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6fD5YcFmke4"&gt;I just died in your arms tonight&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;de &lt;i&gt;Cutting Crew &lt;/i&gt;(1986)&lt;i&gt; :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Même I just died in your arms tonight y passe ! La chanson de Jay-z reprend le titre , plusieurs paroles et un bout de la musique. La version original est &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;imbatable &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, point !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce ne son que quelque exemple ... Plein d'autre réutilisation du genre existe ! Je vais surement en rajouté su j'en trouve d'autre !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-56191786591093933?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/56191786591093933/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=56191786591093933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/56191786591093933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/56191786591093933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/01/chansons-populaires.html' title='Chansons populaires'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-1449133155697740615</id><published>2010-01-21T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:51:53.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Pire jouet jamais fabriquer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/stblRudM-4I&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/stblRudM-4I&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wais .... Faut croire que les jouets d'aujourd'hui sont peut-être pas si pire que sa finalement ...&lt;br /&gt;Well ... Today's toys aren't that bad finally you know ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-1449133155697740615?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1449133155697740615/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=1449133155697740615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1449133155697740615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1449133155697740615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/01/pire-jouet-jamais-fabriquer.html' title='Pire jouet jamais fabriquer'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-7797205103084279668</id><published>2010-01-13T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:53:44.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommandations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><title type='text'>80's top</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/56Fx9ksBr80&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/56Fx9ksBr80&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S'il y a bien une chose que je ne peu pas faire , c'est de poster toute les chansons que les années 80 on a offrir.Par contre , cette vidéo fait un très bon résumer des meuilleurs chansons des années 80 a 89 ! J'ai presque toute les chansons de cette vidéo sur mon Ipod , sauf 1 ou 2 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussi d'autre vidéo qui complètes bien la première :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVQF7N6w4lI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Numéro 1 des années 80&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vX_PDYnDJgc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Hits oubliée des années 80&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-7797205103084279668?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7797205103084279668/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=7797205103084279668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7797205103084279668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7797205103084279668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/01/80s-top.html' title='80&apos;s top'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-2978499910226054401</id><published>2010-01-13T19:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:54:43.221-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song of the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommandations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tune du moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>I just died in your arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6AqN-PKZsk&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P6AqN-PKZsk&amp;hl=fr_FR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(I Just) Died In Your Arms Tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Par :Cutting Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I keep looking for something I can't get&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts lie all around me&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see an easy way out of this&lt;br /&gt;Her diary, it sits on the bedside table&lt;br /&gt;The curtains are closed, the cat's in the cradle&lt;br /&gt;Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been something you said,&lt;br /&gt;I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been some kind of kiss&lt;br /&gt;I should've walked away, I should've walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is there any just cause for feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;On the surface I'm a name on a list&lt;br /&gt;I try to be discreet, but then blow it again&lt;br /&gt;I've lost and found, it's my final mistake&lt;br /&gt;She's loving by proxy, no give and all take&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been something you said,&lt;br /&gt;I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been some kind of kiss&lt;br /&gt;I should've walked away, I should've walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a long hot night&lt;br /&gt;She made it easy, she made it feel right&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over, the moment is gone&lt;br /&gt;I followed my hands, not my head,&lt;br /&gt;I know I was wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been something you said,&lt;br /&gt;I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just died in your arms tonight&lt;br /&gt;It must've been some kind of kiss&lt;br /&gt;I should've walked away, I should've walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je peu même pas croire que j'ai jamais poster ca ! C'est ma tune ! Je crois que si je devais nommer ma chanson préférée de tout les temps ce serait vraiment elle ! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My fav song ever !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-2978499910226054401?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2978499910226054401/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=2978499910226054401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2978499910226054401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2978499910226054401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-died-in-your-arms.html' title='I just died in your arms'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-7428447811413480105</id><published>2009-11-20T12:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:55:19.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles sérieux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadiens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chialage'/><title type='text'>Pour toujours NOS Canadiens</title><content type='html'>Je reviens du centre Bell. Le Canadien a perdus 1 à 0 face au flames. À CKAC Ron fournier vien de dire ceci (+/- dans les même mot) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Premierement , je compatise avec les 21 000 partisans qui etaient present au march de se soir .Le canadien c'est fait Blanchir. Ce soir , c'est 21 000 personnes qui sorte du Centre Bell décus, 21 000 partisans qui non même pas eux la chance de crier après un but .... Les canadiens non vraiment pas donner la chance au partisans de manifester leur joie se soir . &lt;/blockquote&gt;Il restait 2 minute 10 au match , c'était 1 à 0 . Il y avait encore de l'espoir ! Avec Gomez, Giota et Cammalarie sur la glace tout est possible ! Mais non .... Punition ... Au canadien ... 2  minute de punition aux canadiens ... Soudainement on vois des centaine de personne se lever , mettre leur manteau et quitter l'amphithéatre.... Mais il reste encore 2 minute 10 !!! Mais non , ces gens quitte l'immense pièce , en direction de leur automobile , peut-être réussiront-ils a sortir avant qu'il n'y est trop de traffic ? Ou en direction du métro , qui sais ! Peu être pourront-ils avoir une place assis ! Ces gens son decu , decu d'avoir payer pour un spectacle aussi désolant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au delà du faite que je suis fatiguer et que j'ai mal à la tête ,au delà du fait que ce texte est remplit de fautes , au delà du faite que j'ai de l'école demain et que je devrait être coucher ,au delà du fait que j'ai assister a cette scène , au delà du fait que je suis rester jusqu'à la fin, au delà du faite que la défense des canadiens est pourri et que l'attaque est faible, au delà du fait que se sois Halak et non Price qui est gardé les but .... Le canadiens à perdu 1 à 0 et 21 000 partisans sont retourner chez eux déçu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila une question simple et qui parait stupide , mais pourtant qui a beaucoup de sens : pourquoi les joueurs de hockey jouent-ils au hockey ? Pour la passion du hockey ? Oui au début surtout . Pour l'argent ? Quelque-uns oui surement. Pour la gloire ? Qui ne veux pas être riche et célèbre après tout ! Pour un mélange de tout sa ? Probablement oui . Mais qui permet a un joueur de hockey d'être riches ,célébre et surtout , qui le motive a jouer au hockey et a ce dépassé ? Les partisans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans achète les billets pour remplir les quelque 21 000 places du centre Bell et se les arrache a des prix de fou .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans achète les 32 milles produit dériver a l'effigie du canadiens encore une fois a des prix de fou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans ecoutent chaque match religieusement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans crient , hurlent , chantent , dansent ...a chaque match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans sont le septième joueurs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans croient au canadiens , même lors des moment les plus difficiles !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les partisans , c'est se qui permet a une équipe , une star , un président de continuer d'avancer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si il n'y a plus personne qui va voir les films de Brad Pitt car il ne se force plus pour bien jouer ces rôles , que va t'il arriver a se dernier ? Il ne fera plus de film car personne ne va les voir , donc ses film son des flop au box office , donc les producteurs ne voudront plus de Brad Pitt car il ne génère pas d'argent ... Pourquoi ? Car les gens ne le support plus , car il n'a plus de fans , de partisans .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si plus personne n'achète les disque de KISS car le groupe a déçu les fans lors de son dernier CD et que sa va en dégénérant&amp;nbsp; , que va t'il arriver a KISS ? De moin en moin&amp;nbsp; de spectacles ... de ventes ... d'argent donc la fin du groupe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est sur que ces exemples son vraiment exagéré .... mais il ne serait pas impossible que les canadiens aille dans cette direction un jour ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car peu importe l'opinion des experts , peu importe ce que disent les coachs , les joueurs et même les commentateurs , c,est l'opinion des partisans qui compte vraiment ! Les partisans , c'est&amp;nbsp; l'âme de l'équipe , c'est le 7 joueurs ! S'il n'y a plus de partisans c'est la fin , comme pour les coyote de phénix par exemple , ou l'aréna est a moitié vide a tous les match !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peu importe se que les autres disent .... Les canadiens seront &lt;b&gt;pour toujours NOS canadiens !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/Go_Habs_Go_by_inifiles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/Go_Habs_Go_by_inifiles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 10px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5583070473821008176-7428447811413480105?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7428447811413480105/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=7428447811413480105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7428447811413480105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7428447811413480105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/11/pour-toujours-nos-canadiens.html' title='Pour toujours NOS Canadiens'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/th_Go_Habs_Go_by_inifiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583070473821008176.post-4044133944219035395</id><published>2009-10-24T15:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:55:46.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouvailles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Don't stop Believing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4rp8CSpe4q8/SuNZ_stS5bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/24sZd0OOR9U/s1600-h/2273862344_165effc3f2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4rp8CSpe4q8/SuNZ_stS5bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/24sZd0OOR9U/s400/2273862344_165effc3f2.jpg" /&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/5583070473821008176-4044133944219035395?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4044133944219035395/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=4044133944219035395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4044133944219035395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4044133944219035395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/10/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t stop Believing'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4rp8CSpe4q8/SuNZ_stS5bI/AAAAAAAAAAM/24sZd0OOR9U/s72-c/2273862344_165effc3f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583070473821008176.post-5459250183187910234</id><published>2009-10-24T15:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:56:01.430-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie de tout les jours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><title type='text'>Je ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je Suis&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;Mélancolique et nostalgique&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'écoute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;le silence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je Regarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;i&gt;L'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;ordiie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je Parle A &lt;/span&gt; &lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;Personne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je Pense A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;quelqu'un que ne pense certainement pas a moi en se moment ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Envie De &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;dormir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Envie De Regarder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;Un film &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;triste &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="s s_sad" style="color: black;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Envie D'écouter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;I just died in your arms et d'autre tunes des année 80&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'suis Fière&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;du fait que j'écrive assez souvent sur ce blog (même si personne le lit !)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'attends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;je sais pas ... je sais plus ... Lundi ? La fin de l'année ? Le futur ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Envie De Manger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Des chips au &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;vinaigre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Envie De voir&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Hâte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;de dormir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je préfère quand même&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;i&gt;Remplir des quiz &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;stupide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je me demande&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pourquoi ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dernière bonne Chose Que J'aie Faite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;Dormir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dernière Mauvaise Chose que j'aie faite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Je c'est pas trop la . a oui , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;Pirater&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;J'ai Hâte De Faire &lt;/span&gt; &lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;Dodo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Intêret De mon Article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: black;"&gt;aucun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Je Retourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; écrire sur mon blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-5459250183187910234?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5459250183187910234/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=5459250183187910234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/5459250183187910234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/5459250183187910234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/10/je.html' title='Je ...'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-5563709534874622897</id><published>2009-10-08T15:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:34:58.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='école'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie de tout les jours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>tremblant</title><content type='html'>Je suis dans l'autobus pour revenir de ma sortie scolaire de debut d'anne a tremblant . &amp;#201;tant donner le faite que j'ai rien a faire j'ai d&amp;#233;cid&amp;#233; de tester le logiciel qui permet de publier des message de mon iPhone ! On va voir se que sa va donner !&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Je travail a soir ... &amp;#199;a me tente vraiment pas je suis full fatiguer ... Mais bon ... On arrive a l'&amp;#233;cole , fac @+&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="iblogger-footer"&gt;&lt;br clear="all"/&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:right;font-size:10px;"&gt;[Posted with &lt;a href="http://illuminex.com/iBlogger/index.html"&gt;iBlogger&lt;/a&gt; from my iPhone]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-5563709534874622897?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/5563709534874622897/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=5563709534874622897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/5563709534874622897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/5563709534874622897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/10/tremblant.html' title='tremblant'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-4990029140320606015</id><published>2009-09-26T21:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:58:02.379-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouvailles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Québec'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicité'/><title type='text'>Pire Pub du québec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/umJZOmC8B_s&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/umJZOmC8B_s&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my god ! C'est tellement drôle !&amp;nbsp; Vraiment des pubs des années 80 , c'est déjà drôle , mais des pubs québécoises des années 80 ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-4990029140320606015?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/4990029140320606015/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=4990029140320606015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4990029140320606015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/4990029140320606015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/pire-pub-du-quebec.html' title='Pire Pub du québec'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-943069061456143957</id><published>2009-09-26T20:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:57:14.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trouvailles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Années 80'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Constatations sur la vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='80&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Publicité'/><title type='text'>Les Téléphones céllulaire de 1988</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X23qZa07rM4&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X23qZa07rM4&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seulement 1399.00 $ pour un cellulaire dans la voiture ... et 2499.00$ pour le cellulaire portable... Très portatif avec sa &lt;i&gt;petite &lt;/i&gt;taille , et surtout très &lt;strike&gt;abordable &lt;/strike&gt;... Wais .... Vive le progrès !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-943069061456143957?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/943069061456143957/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=943069061456143957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/943069061456143957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/943069061456143957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/les-telephones-cellulaire-de-1988.html' title='Les Téléphones céllulaire de 1988'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-2389043659756175979</id><published>2009-09-26T20:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:56:58.011-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Éric lapointe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tune du moment'/><title type='text'>L'exquise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aq_CzkDiLgQ&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Aq_CzkDiLgQ&amp;hl=fr&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;L'exquise&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Par&lt;/small&gt; Eric Lapointe&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le ciel est doux&lt;br /&gt;La journée fut pluvieuse&lt;br /&gt;Le soir s'étend devant nous&lt;br /&gt;La plaine est calme et silencieuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos cœurs l'un dans l'autre&lt;br /&gt;À nouveau côte-à-côte&lt;br /&gt;Commettons la faute&lt;br /&gt;S'en voulant ardemment l'un à l'autre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je cherche en vain des mots&lt;br /&gt;Qui n'existent pas&lt;br /&gt;Assez forts assez chauds&lt;br /&gt;Pour dire combien je tiens à toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coule sur moi comme l'eau vive&lt;br /&gt;Comme une pluie plus jeune que la rosée&lt;br /&gt;Tu es si fraîche si exquise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roule sur moi comme l'eau sur la rive&lt;br /&gt;Cette nuit et pour l'éternité&lt;br /&gt;Fais de moi ce que tu désires&lt;br /&gt;Sans toi je m'étais asséché&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans la campagne grise&lt;br /&gt;Allongés sur nos manteaux&lt;br /&gt;La nuit nous sera soumise&lt;br /&gt;Je dériverai sur ta peau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y a de ces moments&lt;br /&gt;Où j'ai jamais su quoi dire&lt;br /&gt;J'ai pas le verbe maintenant&lt;br /&gt;Plus qu'au jour où je t'ai regardé partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je cherche en vain des mots&lt;br /&gt;Qui n'existent pas&lt;br /&gt;Assez forts assez chauds&lt;br /&gt;Pour dire combien je tiens à toi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coule sur moi comme l'eau vive&lt;br /&gt;Comme une pluie plus jeune que la rosée&lt;br /&gt;Tu es si fraîche si exquise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roule sur moi comme l'eau sur la rive&lt;br /&gt;Cette nuit et pour l'éternité&lt;br /&gt;Fais de moi ce que tu désires&lt;br /&gt;Sans toi je m'étais asséché&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le ciel est doux&lt;br /&gt;Comme si c'était pour nous deux&lt;br /&gt;La nuit s'accroche à son cou&lt;br /&gt;Nos aveux seront silencieux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coule sur moi comme l'eau vive&lt;br /&gt;Comme une pluie plus jeune que la rosée&lt;br /&gt;Tu es si fraîche si exquise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roule sur moi comme l'eau sur la rive&lt;br /&gt;Cette nuit et pour l'éternité&lt;br /&gt;Pour l'éternité pour l'éternité&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Des fois je m'enuis de la ''vieille'' voix de Éric :(&amp;nbsp; L'alcool a rendu sa voix vraiment plus rogue .... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-2389043659756175979?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/2389043659756175979/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=2389043659756175979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2389043659756175979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/2389043659756175979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/lexquise.html' title='L&apos;exquise'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-2157511100031306809</id><published>2009-09-26T19:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:56:42.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything happens for a reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Constatations sur la vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Pass ca s'en vien ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-1825962852998155344?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/1825962852998155344/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=1825962852998155344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1825962852998155344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/1825962852998155344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/vive-le-quebec.html' title='Vive le Québec !'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/th_DSCN5084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583070473821008176.post-984586544469622606</id><published>2009-09-22T22:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:59:38.444-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nouvelles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><title type='text'>L'immortalité : Disponible dans 20 ans !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/science-news/6217676/Immortality-only-20-years-away-says-scientist.html"&gt;L'immortalité sera disponible dans 20 ans ....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;En résumer :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quelqu'un a prédit qu'as la vitesse que notre technologie avance (notre compréhension des gènes et la sciences des ordinateur entre autre) tellement vite , que d'ici 20 ans la plupart des organe vitaux vont pouvoir être remplacés ! Et que , éventuellement , la nanotechnologie sera tellement avancé que notre sang pourra être remplacé par des nanorobot! Des spring olympique de 15 minute sans même être un tit peu éssouflé et de la plonger soumarine de 4 heures son au menu .... (Aller lire l'article , même si c'est en anglais , sa vaut la peine !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais ou va le monde ! Je dois avouer que la technologie avance très vite ... mais la ! Il y a toujours des limite ! l'humain devient inhumain ! Et quoi après ? La résurrection ? Les clones de célébrité en vente dans un magasin près de chez nous ? Même les roman de science fiction n'ont pas encore prédit sa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss252/joker_Jeff/robot-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i581.photobucket.com/albums/ss252/joker_Jeff/robot-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-984586544469622606?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/984586544469622606/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=984586544469622606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/984586544469622606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/984586544469622606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/limmorrtalite-disponible-dans-20-ans.html' title='L&apos;immortalité : Disponible dans 20 ans !'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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-5583070473821008176.post-6574388281591461851</id><published>2009-09-19T13:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:58:49.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Avant de mourir'/><title type='text'>Choses à faire avant de mourir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/BeachHammock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/BeachHammock.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai décider de publier une petite liste de choses que je veux faire avant de mourir. Ma vie est encore jeune , j'ai donc amplement le temps de réaliser au moins la moitié de cette liste :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;voir un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheval &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ormir à la &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Belle étoile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;aire un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Road Trip&lt;/span&gt; au État-Unis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É&lt;/span&gt;crire une histoire ... et la&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; finir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;asser une fin de semaine &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seule&lt;/span&gt; au bout du monde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ller en &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alaska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;aire du &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chiens de traineau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ller au &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maldives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ller à un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;voir&amp;nbsp;et &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mettre à jour&lt;/span&gt; un blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;voir un &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;husky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ller à l'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;université&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;onnaitre&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; le grand amour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;É&lt;/b&gt;crire et &lt;i&gt;publier &lt;/i&gt;un livre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans aucun ordre particulier. Liste&amp;nbsp;sujette&amp;nbsp;a changer, avec le temps....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-6574388281591461851?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/6574388281591461851/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=6574388281591461851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/6574388281591461851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/6574388281591461851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/09/choses-faire-avant-de-mourir.html' title='Choses à faire avant de mourir'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b315/poiupoiu2/blog/th_BeachHammock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583070473821008176.post-7033008002246394494</id><published>2009-01-15T19:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:58:32.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francais'/><title type='text'>Post # uno</title><content type='html'>Bon bon bon ... Ma essayer , pour une fois de vraiment écrire sur ce blog ... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583070473821008176-7033008002246394494?l=piink-loliipop.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/feeds/7033008002246394494/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583070473821008176&amp;postID=7033008002246394494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7033008002246394494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583070473821008176/posts/default/7033008002246394494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piink-loliipop.blogspot.com/2009/01/post-uno.html' title='Post # uno'/><author><name>Audrey (Dédé)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258362991439341662</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></feed>
