<?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-4895762376747067718</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:56:53.974-07:00</updated><category term='Music and me'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Youtube'/><category term='Graphic'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='Thread Balls'/><category term='Web'/><category term='Best Music'/><title type='text'>AnnyLab</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my personal blog. 
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www.annylab.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Agnese</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvDWfVZWHv0/TgRHb7bifSI/AAAAAAAAJC0/C0ExGuukgl0/s220/IMG_3881b-small.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895762376747067718.post-4100551992852733680</id><published>2010-01-13T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T05:40:54.992-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music and me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youtube'/><title type='text'>Foo Fighters</title><content type='html'>I love to communicate with songs. Music is becoming a part more and more important of my life, and I like to find parts of myself inside my favourite tracks... That happen very very often with bands like &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foo_Fighters"&gt;Foo Fighers &lt;/a&gt;:-) I love them! They are so energetic, and I like the stories they tell, about life, society... and sometimes about love. They have a very cool band name too: do you know what does it &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foo_fighter"&gt;means&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Today I chose two songs. The first one is about time of changing :-) If you already know me, you can understand what I am thinking about while listening this lyric... My life will change a lot in less then a month. Is already changing!&lt;br /&gt;The second one is one of the best song they made, in my opinion. I just like it :-) What you you think they are talking about?&lt;br /&gt;I think they are talking about a relationship. I think that was a kind of nonsense one, and they decided to split up. I think he knows that he is still under her influence, and he wants to get out. He knows it will happen. And he would like to know if the two of them are really giving the best of them, going on their own ways. &lt;br /&gt;Reality, or just the way to adapt a wonderful song to a situation that is really familiar to me? Who knows :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You will notice that I choose two acoustic versions of the songs. I think Foo Fighters songs are particularly nice to play just with a guitar and the voice :-) I will go for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Times like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7B--3cId-YE&amp;hl=it_IT&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/7B--3cId-YE&amp;hl=it_IT&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am a one way motorway&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one that drives away&lt;br /&gt;Then follows you back home&lt;br /&gt;I am a street light shining&lt;br /&gt;I’m a wild light blinding bright&lt;br /&gt;Burning off alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you learn to live again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you give and give again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you learn to love again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a new day rising&lt;br /&gt;I’m a brand new sky&lt;br /&gt;To hang the stars upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;I am a little divided&lt;br /&gt;Do I stay or run away&lt;br /&gt;And leave it all behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you learn to live again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you give and give again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these you learn to love again&lt;br /&gt;It’s times like these time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Best of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4TS8FhMb7Ro&amp;hl=it_IT&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/4TS8FhMb7Ro&amp;hl=it_IT&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I’ve got another confession to make&lt;br /&gt;I’m your fool&lt;br /&gt;Everyone’s got their chains to break&lt;br /&gt;Holdin’ you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born to resist or be abused?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gone and onto somewhere new?&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone to hang my head&lt;br /&gt;Without your noose&lt;br /&gt;You gave me something that I didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;But had no use&lt;br /&gt;I was too weak to give in&lt;br /&gt;Too strong to lose&lt;br /&gt;My heart is under arrest again&lt;br /&gt;But I break loose&lt;br /&gt;My head is giving me life or death&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t choose&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;It’s real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;Your trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;It’s real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;The life, the love&lt;br /&gt;You die to heal&lt;br /&gt;The hope that starts&lt;br /&gt;The broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;Your trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got another confession my friend&lt;br /&gt;I’m no fool&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired of starting again&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born to resist or be abused?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895762376747067718-4100551992852733680?l=annylab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/feeds/4100551992852733680/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/foo-fighters.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/4100551992852733680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/4100551992852733680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/foo-fighters.html' title='Foo Fighters'/><author><name>Agnese</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvDWfVZWHv0/TgRHb7bifSI/AAAAAAAAJC0/C0ExGuukgl0/s220/IMG_3881b-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895762376747067718.post-3208484320693908280</id><published>2010-01-05T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:49:19.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thread Balls'/><title type='text'>A letter to 2010</title><content type='html'>Dear 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know exactly if it makes sense to write a letter to an year, but I waited for you sooo long, and I have so many damned expectations about you and what will come in the next future and I think we should get in contact. I mean, I do really think that you are waiting for me and I can't wait to introduce myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just born and you don't know that, but one year ago, when your friend 2009 came to mess up my life, things where pretty different. In the first week of the year I was not in my family's house and absolutely not in good terms with my parents... I was ungraduated and a kind of unimployed, or maybe worsts: I had a very interesting job but without a salary. I was totally confused. Do you see how things changed? Are them changed enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you evil new years like to start always with some mess. You are not that much different from the others, concerning this :-) But I hope you'll be kind with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a long way spreaded with sharp stones. I don't know how many times I thought I was bad :-) And I cried because I was sure that my friends won't hear about me anymore. Or aren't giving a damn about me. I know, it was a difficult year for many of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember hospitals (too many: I think we had enough for the next 5 years, don't you think?), dear people of my family suffering... I can't count the quarrels. I gave up and I accepted the fact that some cut can't be cure easily and maybe they are necessary. 2009 also took away my grandmother after giving her a very hard time. I found myself thinking that if there is a god, he should be a sadist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to save just the pain in my memories. I remember also some wonderful, wonderful friends. I can really say that what I conquered is 90% about them! The near ones, and the ones that are far away. Concerts, laughs, travels, drunkness, I won't forget anything :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 asked me many times to give over. It asked me to grow up. I worked a lot, I stop bothering too much, and I also tried to be patient. Do you think that I am more a woman than a girl this year, 2010? I just know that I became bad. On the other side: I know how to save the love for who deserves it. Oh well, this letter is becoming too serious in my opinion :-D Let's jump away from this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I didn't yet realized that that fucking difficult 2009 also gave me the chance to reach one of my secret dreams: pack stuffs. Say goodbye. And leave, to a foreign country, straight to new adventures... That will be real and me and you are the protagonists of the story, 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really believe that in one month I will be in Brazil. Far from almost all the things that are familiar to me. I can't really realize that I will be there and I will work of the field that I love and that I feel I want spent my life in... Design for Sustainability, rethink the way we make and use things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my future from this point of view everything is funny: the bad things I did, the persons that hurt me, the next man that will let me be upset...:-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my Industrial Design degree. I have some good work experiences and, how we use to say in Italian, a lot of “pelo sullo stomaco”. A strong stomach. You can imagine what I mean! I am stronger. Last but not the least I have some of the best friends ever :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I needed a 2009 like this to recognize all those things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my dreams and my enthusiasm. I will use them :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have fun, 2010. Finally you are here! Let's play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7sMBJ_9XF8/S0NfR6_sqcI/AAAAAAAAHE4/HkrPtQHErhs/s1600-h/DSC_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7sMBJ_9XF8/S0NfR6_sqcI/AAAAAAAAHE4/HkrPtQHErhs/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div lang="en-GB" style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stupid 2009, I won! You hurted me but you didn't took away my passion for stupid pictures... and for smiling :-) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895762376747067718-3208484320693908280?l=annylab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/feeds/3208484320693908280/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/letter-to-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/3208484320693908280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/3208484320693908280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/letter-to-2010.html' title='A letter to 2010'/><author><name>Agnese</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvDWfVZWHv0/TgRHb7bifSI/AAAAAAAAJC0/C0ExGuukgl0/s220/IMG_3881b-small.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7sMBJ_9XF8/S0NfR6_sqcI/AAAAAAAAHE4/HkrPtQHErhs/s72-c/DSC_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4895762376747067718.post-1849509650693688190</id><published>2010-01-05T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:44:14.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Web'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Blog styling</title><content type='html'>Good morning, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am trying to dress my new blog and to see how the new Blogger features works. I saw that many thing have changed since I wrote my last post, about 10 months ago...&lt;br /&gt;Today my task is to create a nice navigation bar for the right coloumn of the blog. I already did something, and now I am having a run in with Youtube 'cause I would like to put a video with a small thumbnail. I will find how to do it :-) Any idea, by the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, this is the video. It's about the last show of my band. We're called &lt;b&gt;Rockwood&lt;/b&gt;, we play for fun some acoustic rock, and you can find us here: &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/rockwoodband"&gt;myspace.com/rockwoodband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5L0NZ2xH4X0&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&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/5L0NZ2xH4X0&amp;hl=it_IT&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like also a counter for visitors, and a count down :-)&lt;br /&gt;I didn't said anything about it yet, but I am getting ready to leave in about one month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will talk about it in the next days... now I want to enjoy this last, laaaaazy day of winter holidays :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4895762376747067718-1849509650693688190?l=annylab.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/feeds/1849509650693688190/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-styling.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/1849509650693688190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4895762376747067718/posts/default/1849509650693688190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annylab.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-styling.html' title='Blog styling'/><author><name>Agnese</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cvDWfVZWHv0/TgRHb7bifSI/AAAAAAAAJC0/C0ExGuukgl0/s220/IMG_3881b-small.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
