<?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-2350955456226348320</id><updated>2011-11-24T22:40:39.266-02:00</updated><category term='harry potter'/><category term='autores alheios'/><category term='#reflitam'/><category term='lembranças'/><category term='devo estar errada ¬¬'/><category term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><category term='de um dos extremos lados da ponte'/><category term='sem tag nem nada'/><category term='lists'/><category term='videos'/><category term='saudade'/><category term='filosofia de bar'/><category term='poema'/><category term='jennifer aniston'/><category term='about be'/><category term='tuinter'/><category term='Demi Lovato'/><category term='agende-se'/><category term='pitacos abafantes'/><category term='neverland'/><category term='eu acho que...'/><category term='nostalgia no ar'/><category term='surto fashion'/><category term='fabulamd'/><category term='#musicmonday'/><category term='acidez mental'/><category term='trailer'/><category term='quase sete dias na semana'/><category term='link'/><category term='absurdo de inutil'/><category term='ataques repentinos'/><category term='livros'/><category term='Mcfly'/><category term='escala de loucura'/><category term='futuro'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>- Quase Norмais.</title><subtitle type='html'>(surtando desde 14.08.09)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>331</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-888967907937759550</id><published>2011-11-11T16:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:56:37.312-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandono</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17485269/tumblr_lugcnuFwU71qg7j6fo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/17485269/tumblr_lugcnuFwU71qg7j6fo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Nunca diga adeus, pois dizer adeus significa ir embora e ir embora significa esquecer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Há meses não se escreve aqui e mesmo assim, ainda têm pessoas que entram e fazem questão de deixar um comentário. Então eu pensei: Por que não escrever algo?. Penso sobre o &amp;nbsp;motivo pelo qual abandonamos o blog e chego a uma conclusão que&amp;nbsp;todas nós crescemos, todas nós não temos mais aquele imenso prazer de postar alguma coisa todo dia, todas nós achamos algo meio bobo de se fazer. Porém ainda se tem aquela vontade de escrever, de desabafar, ou de simplesmente de dizer o que sente. Nunca aprendi a dizer adeus e nunca consegui esquecer o blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jade;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-888967907937759550?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/888967907937759550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2011/11/abandono.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/888967907937759550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/888967907937759550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2011/11/abandono.html' title='Abandono'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1443389473559848728</id><published>2011-01-05T17:59:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T18:00:32.204-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem tag nem nada'/><title type='text'>Insira um título aqui</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu tinha um amigo. Um melhor amigo, na verdade. E ele era tudo para mim. Seu nome era Dillon, meio incomum, mas combinava com o seu rosto e eu adorava chamá-lo de Digo. Claro que esse amigo não é uma pessoa, mas sim um cachorro. Minha tia o comprou quando ainda era adolescente, ele me conhece desde que eu era um bebe. Eu sempre fazia carinho nele, ele me seguia pela casa e quando eu dormia com a minha avó, Dillon dormia no pé da minha cama. Ao chegar na casa dos meus avós, começava a latir e para acalmá-lo eu dava petiscos à ele. Dillon já morou em inúmeras casas, já foi mordido por um cachorro e deitou-se na grama em frente ao portão da casa da minha avó e ficou esperando alguém aparecer para acudi-lo. Ele corria pela casa com chinelos, almofadas, pelúcias na boca e eu adorava correr atrás dele. Quando ele ficava sozinho em casa, subia na mesa e depois não conseguia descer. Corria atrás de borboletas. Se apoiava na minha cadeira e ''pedia'' pela comida que eu estava comendo. Ele corria tanto que as orelhas balançavam com o vento. Quando eu mexia no computador, ele ficava na porta do escritório me fazendo companhia. Eu dava comida à ele e o observava comer. Eu o abraçava, o beijava...Tenho saudades, muitas saudades. Dillon começou a ficar velhinho no ano passado, com 16 anos, se não me engano! Meu avô mudou para um apartamento onde havia escadas e o pobre cachorro nao conseguia mais subir, foi quando minha avó resolveu dá-lo a caseira da antiga casa dela. Foi o fim para mim. Os caseiros sempre mandam notícias, Dillon está feliz, mas começou a ficar surdo e um pouco cego, quase todos os dentes já caíram e ele não reconheceu minha avó, que foi visitá-lo alguns meses depois.&amp;nbsp;Quando ele morrer, será uma grande decepção para mim, pois esse cachorro foi incrível e fez parte da minha vida. Ele me deu tanto carinho, amor, atenção sem querer nada em troca. Isso que é ser amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1443389473559848728?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1443389473559848728/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2011/01/insira-um-titulo-aqui.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1443389473559848728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1443389473559848728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2011/01/insira-um-titulo-aqui.html' title='Insira um título aqui'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8208822450429278861</id><published>2010-12-09T13:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:25:44.267-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem tag nem nada'/><title type='text'>haters gonna hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDzHmSGCsI/AAAAAAAABDY/0_lyKPCg9u0/s1600/506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDzHmSGCsI/AAAAAAAABDY/0_lyKPCg9u0/s400/506.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E ainda assim, apersar de tudo, chegou o fim da linha, a última estação. O trem está quase parando, melhor sair dele antes que bata e cause mais estrago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Apesar de tudo que aconteceu, tudo que acabou, tudo que escolheu e muitos etecéteras e xiliques, uma hora tem que acabar, ou pelo menos ser deixado um pouco de lado, tomado como uma coisa momentaneamente sem importância, para depois, um dia, talvez talvez talvez voltar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tchau.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8208822450429278861?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8208822450429278861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/12/haters-gonna-hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8208822450429278861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8208822450429278861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/12/haters-gonna-hate.html' title='haters gonna hate.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDzHmSGCsI/AAAAAAAABDY/0_lyKPCg9u0/s72-c/506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4833496995219098584</id><published>2010-12-09T12:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T12:28:39.843-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>Best friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDnfvlYN5I/AAAAAAAABDU/FPzf158T0pc/s1600/158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDnfvlYN5I/AAAAAAAABDU/FPzf158T0pc/s320/158.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores amigas não te zoam, não te batem, não fazem você chorar. Melhores amigas te respeitam, te escutam, te fazem rir, te amam. Melhores amigas brincam de esconde-esconde, jogam bola, pulam na piscina de roupa, pensam besteiras. Melhores amigas dançam feito loucas, veem seu programa preferido, comem chocolate como se o mundo fosse acabar. Melhores amigas dizem a verdade, te abraçam, deixa você sentar no colo delas, têm paciência. Melhores amigas riem juntas, conversam, desabafam. Melhores amigas querem passar a vida inteira com você, não querem te esquecer. Com elas você pode ser você mesma, falar do garoto que você gosta, contar segredos. Melhores amigas estão sempre ao seu lado, sabem sua comida preferida, te dão conselhos. Melhores amigas querem tirar foto no espelho, ''são de casa'', te rabiscam com canetas, mexem no seu estojo, saem juntas. Lendo esse post você lembra das suas melhores amigas, mas acontece que eu lembro delas o dia inteiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;PS: Eu amo &amp;gt;muito&amp;lt; vocês Very's e Mary's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4833496995219098584?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4833496995219098584/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-friends_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4833496995219098584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4833496995219098584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-friends_09.html' title='Best friends?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TQDnfvlYN5I/AAAAAAAABDU/FPzf158T0pc/s72-c/158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2534534286001796001</id><published>2010-11-19T14:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:04:01.129-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devo estar errada ¬¬'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>Quem são eles?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TOafemGlSjI/AAAAAAAABC0/_Q9eugXCIpo/s1600/12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TOafemGlSjI/AAAAAAAABC0/_Q9eugXCIpo/s320/12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eles? São os meninos, aqueles por quem nós nos apaixonamos, aqueles que muitas vezes não querem saber dos nossos pensamentos, aqueles que nos zoam, aqueles com quem nós sonhamos, aqueles que falam besteiras e palavrões, aqueles que não sofrem por amor. Por que eles são assim? Por que eles não podem ser como em nossos sonhos? Sinceramente, cansei de sofrer por amor, cansei de esperar por ''ele'', cansei de ficar vermelha quando ele vem entregar ou falar algo para mim. A vida inteira sonhamos com um menino perfeito, que nos dessem um&amp;nbsp;abraço quando estivéssemos&amp;nbsp;triste,&amp;nbsp;que olhassem no fundo dos nossos olhos e&amp;nbsp;falassem ''eu te amo'', que nos beijasse quando estivéssemos distraídas, que rissem de nossas piadas mesmo não tendo graça, que soubesse que nós seríamos capazes de fazer tudo por eles. Isso é ser menino, pelo menos na minha cabeça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2534534286001796001?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2534534286001796001/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/quem-sao-eles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2534534286001796001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2534534286001796001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/quem-sao-eles.html' title='Quem são eles?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TOafemGlSjI/AAAAAAAABC0/_Q9eugXCIpo/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3780699427822507879</id><published>2010-11-09T11:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:11:28.752-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de um dos extremos lados da ponte'/><title type='text'>válvula de auto-escape, cadê você?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNlIDU906iI/AAAAAAAABCw/KfwiGaBKuSM/s1600/246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNlIDU906iI/AAAAAAAABCw/KfwiGaBKuSM/s400/246.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi, vim falar rapidinho. Na verdade eu ia começar falando que estou cheia de provas e matéria para estudar, mas isso é só desculpa para a falta de textos meus aqui. Estou sem capacidade mental para raciocínio, meu cérebro me abandonou, fui bem na prova de ciencias que achei que iria -realmente- mal, quero cortar o cabelo, queria nao precisar usar óculos pra ver filme deitada, não aguento mais ir à escola, tô achando que uns infelizes me copiaram, quero me mandar, chega, cansei. Desculpem o mau humor, preciso &lt;s&gt;de um abraço&lt;/s&gt; dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3780699427822507879?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3780699427822507879/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/valvula-de-auto-escape-cade-voce.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3780699427822507879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3780699427822507879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/valvula-de-auto-escape-cade-voce.html' title='válvula de auto-escape, cadê você?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNlIDU906iI/AAAAAAAABCw/KfwiGaBKuSM/s72-c/246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8373357442888131633</id><published>2010-11-08T15:42:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:21:05.856-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lembranças'/><title type='text'>Casa dos Sonhos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNg_cMlGTEI/AAAAAAAABCo/kRYPpjRwME4/s1600/casinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNg_cMlGTEI/AAAAAAAABCo/kRYPpjRwME4/s320/casinha.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Minha casa de bonecas (':)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu devia ter uns cinco/seis anos quando a casa na Serra da Cantareira dos meus avós ficou pronta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Era linda, enorme, podiasse ouvir o canto de um galo ao amanhecer e o som das cigarras ao anoitecer. Nessa casa, havia uma piscina, que era muito gelada, lembro que meu avô me falava para pularmos, pois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;aqueceria nosso corpo e não ficariamos com frio. Ao redor dessa piscina, um gramado verde e extremamente lindo fazia&amp;nbsp;o lugar preferido de&amp;nbsp;um cachorro da raça Bichon, chamado Dillon que se esfregava na grama para fazer graça. Ainda enfrente da piscina, havia uma churrasqueira, onde várias vezes meu irmão falava: "César" - o caseiro "Faz uma inguiçinha aí!". Em cima da mesa, ficava uma fruteira com as mais variadas frutas, lembro que um esquilo comeu todas elas! Minha casa de bonecas ficava nos fundos, ela era rosa e branca, estava sempre arrumada e eu adorava passar horas brincando lá dentro. Na cozinha, tinha um rádio para minha avó ouvir música em quanto cozinhava, mas era eu quem ouvia, Sandy e Júnior e Rouge. A parte que me faz sorrir cada vez que eu&amp;nbsp;falo dessa casa, é o jardim, com borboletas, formigas e flores de todos os tipos. Nos galhos das árvores conseguiamos ver e muitas vezes dar bananas para os macacos. Uma mala cheia de bonequinhas antigas, fazia-me sorrir cada vez que eu a abria. O Papai Noel esteve por lá, fiquei com medo dele e minha avó estava lá para me abraçar e me dizer que não havia motivo para temê-lo, afinal era apenas um bom velhinho que estava vindo entregar meu presente. No sótão, tinha uma rosa dos ventos desenhada no chão e meu avô me perguntava qual era o norte, o sul, o leste e o oeste. No natal, uma grande árvore era montada e rodeada de presentes, minha prima e eu ficávamos morrendo de curiosidade para saber o que tinha dentro de cada embrulho. 1 ano depois a casa foi vendida. Não mais macacos, casa de bonecas, rosa dos ventos, piscina gelada, churrasqueira, esquilos, jardim...Eu era muito pequena para entender que eu nunca mais veria aquela casa, hoje tenho a casa guardada em um lugar especial da minha memória, do meu coração. Apenas alguns flashes sobre o que aconteceu lá. Mas me lembro perfeitamente do tamanho e da beleza daquela casa, que me ensinou o que é saudade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8373357442888131633?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8373357442888131633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/casa-dos-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8373357442888131633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8373357442888131633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/casa-dos-sonhos.html' title='Casa dos Sonhos.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNg_cMlGTEI/AAAAAAAABCo/kRYPpjRwME4/s72-c/casinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4396638036819913359</id><published>2010-11-04T22:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T22:29:12.507-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autores alheios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about be'/><title type='text'>Incorporando autores alheios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;estou mentalmente cansada e sem capacidade para escrever qualquer coisa que faça sentido. Roubei gentilmente esse texto do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckingyourself.tumblr.com/post/1481540370"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;(modifiquei um pouco), única coisa em algum tempo com que concordei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNNPXIDD_dI/AAAAAAAABCc/eLgQ0LyW6uk/s1600/tumblr_lbb98mVfeV1qeazmyo1_400_large%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNNPXIDD_dI/AAAAAAAABCc/eLgQ0LyW6uk/s320/tumblr_lbb98mVfeV1qeazmyo1_400_large%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Só queria saber onde estão os jovens sonhadores e revolucionários de uns anos atrás, onde&amp;nbsp;estão aqueles&amp;nbsp;que iam à luta, que fazia protestos, que lutava por seus direitos e que eram chamados de rebeldes sem causa. Que nostalgia medonha! Eu nem cheguei a viver junto daquele juventude sonhadora e sinto falta dessa memória inexistente em minha mente. É triste, é triste ver que os jovens de hoje se contentam com tão pouco, não tem objetivos ou visão de futuro; não buscam seus interesses, têm tudo nas mãos, vivem à mercê de uma sociedade preconceituosa, arrogante e esnobe. Decadência, estamos no ápice da tecnologia, e cada vez mais os jovens se tornam frios, sem sonhos, sem esperanças, cheios de tédio e consumidos por vícios irrelevantes. Acho que nasci na década errada, com a geração errada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A maioria dos adolescentes não usam seus cérebros, são fracas e movidas pelos comentarios alheios. Não vejo destaque em novos pintores, inventores, cientistas, nem sei se eles estão ai. Preferível seria ter nascido em outra época, bem lá atrás, onde era tudo diferente. É, parece apropriado, pelo menos à mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;xx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4396638036819913359?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4396638036819913359/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/incorporando-autores-alheios.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4396638036819913359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4396638036819913359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/11/incorporando-autores-alheios.html' title='Incorporando autores alheios'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TNNPXIDD_dI/AAAAAAAABCc/eLgQ0LyW6uk/s72-c/tumblr_lbb98mVfeV1qeazmyo1_400_large%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8292794072367446175</id><published>2010-10-21T18:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T18:29:22.828-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><title type='text'>Olá senhor post inútil.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4473162/tumblr_la9ayh35NW1qcgopho1_400_large.jpg?1287504364" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Tumblr_la9ayh35nw1qcgopho1_400_large" border="0" class="img" height="400" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4473162/tumblr_la9ayh35NW1qcgopho1_400_large.jpg?1287504364" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque eu não&amp;nbsp;posto muito no blog?&amp;nbsp;As ideias não surgem, você se irrita e&amp;nbsp;se distrai olhando para suas unhas que acabaram de ser feitas. De repente você se lembra que a lição de matemática ainda não foi feita, você não&amp;nbsp;estudou e nem pensou em tomar banho. Seus pais não estão em casa, você esta ouvindo sua música preferida no máximo e pensando no seu estranho sonho que teve noite passada. Sua professora de geografia estava lá. Quando, finalmente, você tem coragem de ir tomar banho, pega seu ipod, se tranca no banheiro, começa a dançar em frente do espelho e se imagina uma celebridade MEGA famosa. Pronto. Agora tudo está perfeito, a não ser pelo seu irmão do lado de fora gritando que já fazem 2h que está trancada no banheiro, ao sair, olha para&amp;nbsp;ele com um olhar-muito-du-mau e entra no twitter. Desabafa. Diz que está cansada de tudo e de todos, diz que gostaria de estudar com as pessoas que você conheceu virtualmente, ainda fala que gostaria que aquele menino gostasse de você. Ao voltar para a página do blog, vê que o que escreveu foi apenas esse post totalmente inútil. Não está nem aí. Assina. E começa a gritar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8292794072367446175?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8292794072367446175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/ola-senhor-post-inutil.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8292794072367446175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8292794072367446175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/ola-senhor-post-inutil.html' title='Olá senhor post inútil.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7589729464901612624</id><published>2010-10-16T19:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T19:17:40.909-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devo estar errada ¬¬'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quase sete dias na semana'/><title type='text'>se eu governasse o mundo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLoejwjfKTI/AAAAAAAABBs/YJJgk9S84iY/s1600/tumblr_lae3d1Pp8v1qcntgmo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLoejwjfKTI/AAAAAAAABBs/YJJgk9S84iY/s320/tumblr_lae3d1Pp8v1qcntgmo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, cheguei à uma conclusão de merda: o mundo é uma droga. Sério. Estou até deprimida. Se EU governasse o mundo, as coisas seriam diferentes. Primeiro que as pessoas seriam todas vegetarianas, só comeriamos peixes porque peixes não tem sentimentos &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;kurt cobain feelings -q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu plantaria árvores em todas as ruas porque eu gosto do cheiro das árvores. Árvores com flores. Eu pintaria as ruas, pontes, todas essas coisas etc e tal com cores legais porque detesto cinza. Tiraria todo esse povo das ruas, nem que construisse um arranha-céu para eles morarem. Domesticaria todos os animais e não teria merda na rua. Projetaria ruas mais largas pro povo não ficar congestionado e se estressar. Botaria todo mundo pra fazer ioga. Aboliria as músicas ruins das rádios. Liberaria a internet banda larga for everyone. Eu iria arrumar um jeito de fazer as moscas e pernilongos entrarem em extinção. Colocaria todo mundo pra falar ingles. Faria o ser humano evoluir e deixar de ser um bicho tolo, estúpido e poluente.&amp;nbsp;Tacaria o povo idiota na fogueira, e jogaria os restos no rio Gangis pra ficar mais romântico. Ia tocar música boa no ônibus, que não seria fedido. Teriam bibliotecas boas e legais e úteis e etc. As escolas não seriam um droga, ou pelos menos as pessoas sairiam menos burras de lá. Os adultos levariam os adolescentes á serio. Tirar tatuagem seria menos dolorido. Todo mundo nasceria com os dentes retos e perfeitos, pra não ter que sofrer no dentista. Teriamos estações bem definidas e&lt;em&gt; neve no natal .&lt;/em&gt;Teríamos papai noel e coelhinho da páscoa -q. As pessoas não seriam tão idiotas, estúpidas, ignorantes, egoístas e beócias. As pessoas seriam mais legais, ecologistas,&lt;em&gt; bonitas&lt;/em&gt;. As pessoas seriam espertas e fariam o que quisessem, sem ligar para a merda que se passa na cabeça dos outros. As pessoas seriam felizes, raspariam a cabeça, aprenderiam latim,&amp;nbsp;viajariam pro Nepal, estudariam astronomia e teriam total direito abraçar todo mundo. O povo seria feliz, educado e culto, então não poluiriam o mundo e ele não iria acabar; o ser humano ia evoluir até o ano de&amp;nbsp;39043094, onde seriamos super desenvolvidos etc e tal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;ok, se eu governasse o mundo ia ser uma bagunça, mas ia ler legal. &lt;strike&gt;acho&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7589729464901612624?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7589729464901612624/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-eu-governasse-o-mundo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7589729464901612624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7589729464901612624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-eu-governasse-o-mundo.html' title='se eu governasse o mundo?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLoejwjfKTI/AAAAAAAABBs/YJJgk9S84iY/s72-c/tumblr_lae3d1Pp8v1qcntgmo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5419377345959325436</id><published>2010-10-11T20:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:43:38.128-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nós fomos crianças (':</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLOetX4l-6I/AAAAAAAABBo/q5RzJ-qIhLA/s1600/eu,+verys+e+mari.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLOetX4l-6I/AAAAAAAABBo/q5RzJ-qIhLA/s320/eu,+verys+e+mari.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mari, Very's e eu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É incrível pensar em que um dia nós fomos crianças. Somos amigas, ou melhor, melhores amigas, há 11 anos. Fico emocionada ao pensar em como tenho histórias para contar. Faz de conta que ainda somos essas meninas aí de cima! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Feliz dia das crianças *adiantado*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5419377345959325436?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5419377345959325436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/nos-fomos-criancas.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5419377345959325436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5419377345959325436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/nos-fomos-criancas.html' title='Nós fomos crianças (&apos;:'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLOetX4l-6I/AAAAAAAABBo/q5RzJ-qIhLA/s72-c/eu,+verys+e+mari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2447506919101568620</id><published>2010-10-09T23:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T23:30:27.403-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about be'/><title type='text'>Olá Alice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLElOYEISzI/AAAAAAAABBk/WaBKXUYAI5A/s1600/321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLElOYEISzI/AAAAAAAABBk/WaBKXUYAI5A/s320/321.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Olá Alice. Porque você é assim? Porque é sempre do contra, sempre tão teimosa e sarcástica? Porque não escolhe o mais simples, só para variar? Porque não faz o óbvio? Porque não para de tentar provar que consegue fazer tudo? Você não consegue. Você não é perfeita, e está realmente longe da perfeição, vou logo lhe avisando. Mas sei que você não liga pra isso, Alice. Você é uma menina estranha. Não gosta de nada comum, e não gosta quando as pessoas são parecidas com você, mesmo que goste de conversar com elas. Alice, pare de ler um pouco, olhe para mim! Fale com as pessoas, você vai terminar a escola e perder todos os laços, todos os contatos! Porque você não se levanta e vai fazer algo útil? Pare de se esconder atrás dos outros um pouco! Se mostre também! Porque você fica o tempo inteiro escrevendo histórias semi-impossíveis? Porque você as inventa, Alice? Tem medo de não conseguir tudo o que quer? Porque você está sempre com essa cara, Alice? Solte esse sorriso preso aos lábios. Responda minhas perguntas, Alice. Porque?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2447506919101568620?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2447506919101568620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/ola-alice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2447506919101568620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2447506919101568620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/ola-alice.html' title='Olá Alice'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TLElOYEISzI/AAAAAAAABBk/WaBKXUYAI5A/s72-c/321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-39080019048118971</id><published>2010-10-04T11:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:18:53.757-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>hey amiguinho felpudo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para um cão você não precisa de carrões, de grandes casas ou  roupas de marca. Símbolos de status não significavam nada para ele. Um  graveto já está ótimo. Um cachorro não se importa se você é rico ou  pobre, inteligente ou idiota, esperto ou burro. Um cão não julga os  outros por sua cor, credo ou classe, mas por quem são por dentro. Dê seu  coração a ele, e ele lhe dara o dele. É realmente muito simples, mas,  mesmo assim, nós humanos, tão mais sábios e sofisticados, sempre tivemos  problemas para descobrir o que realmente importa ou não. De quantas  pessoas você pode falar isso? Quantas pessoas fazem você se sentir raro,  puro e especial? Quantas pessoas fazem você se sentir extraordinário?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;-Marley e eu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, hoje é aniversário (risos) da Filó, e ano passado eu nem mencionei nada a respeito. Enfim, queria agradecer à ela por aquelas vezes em que sentou comigo no sofá pra ver um filme, ficou triste ao ver que eu chorava, fez festa quando cheguei e por aprender a não mastigar mais minha mochila. Apesar de ser uma cachorra e obiamente não ter acesso á um computador pra ler isso aqui, quero deixar registrado que amo eternamente aquela bolinha de pelos, mesmo quando ela come meus cadarços e dorme em cima do meu fichário.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xx mary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS: sou eternamente clichê, bjs q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-39080019048118971?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/39080019048118971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-amiguinho-felpudo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/39080019048118971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/39080019048118971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-amiguinho-felpudo.html' title='hey amiguinho felpudo'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7388580061374183903</id><published>2010-09-30T11:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:02:40.830-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitacos abafantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>inútilmente frustrada. q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TKSYNChaw9I/AAAAAAAAA_k/BumhuOqpR0A/s1600/87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TKSYNChaw9I/AAAAAAAAA_k/BumhuOqpR0A/s320/87.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu tenho um certo problema noturno. Eu sonho. Toda noite, uma história diferente, pessoas diferentes, lugares diferentes me visitam em meus sonhos. Até ai, tudo bem. Legal. O que me incomoda, o que me frustra eternamente, é que eu não lembro. Não consigo lembrar, por mais que me esforce. Os detalhes se vão, junto com as cores. Tenho certeza que sonhei com algo azul, embora não &amp;nbsp;tenha &lt;i&gt;realmente&lt;/i&gt; visto algo azul. Sei que estava com tal pessoa, mas não lembro de seu rosto. É um saco, estou frustrada e de mau humor. Espero voltar a meu estado normal (pelo menos um pouco). Enquanto isso deixo vocês aqui, lendo essa porcaria que escrevi agora =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx amo muito vocês, mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ps: preciso de um sapato oxford dourado, mas não sei onde vou achar um tamanho 34 mimimi/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ps2: eu também preciso estudar matemática, mas vamos deixar isso de lado enquanto posso, ok?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7388580061374183903?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7388580061374183903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/inutilmente-frustrada-q.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7388580061374183903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7388580061374183903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/inutilmente-frustrada-q.html' title='inútilmente frustrada. q'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TKSYNChaw9I/AAAAAAAAA_k/BumhuOqpR0A/s72-c/87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8572527754145789547</id><published>2010-09-24T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T21:57:16.977-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>ch-ch-changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJ1IilNSLMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/xiFDbeYKGbA/s1600/28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJ1IilNSLMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/xiFDbeYKGbA/s320/28.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;eu realmente não tenho assunto. Tudo é tão chato, tão igual. Nunca nada muda. Porque não muda? Porque não pode acontecer algo que mude? Porque alguém não pode aparecer e virar tudo de cabeça para baixo? Eu quero isso, eu quero mudanças. Não tenho o menor problema e mudar, adoro ter que me adaptar a novos lugar, novas pessoas. Adoro essa sensação de &lt;i&gt;ter que&lt;/i&gt; mudar. Amo quando alguma coisa muda. As cores, perfumes e tecidos. Acho que todas as mudanças são pra melhor. Se mudei de lugar, era porque não podia ficar onde estava antes. Se uma pessoa mudou e me decepcionou, não era pra ser amiga dela. Sem problema. &lt;i&gt;Sem drama&lt;/i&gt;. Eu mudo, você muda. Todo mundo muda um dia, uma hora. É natural. Se não mudassemos, ia ser tudo um &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;saco mais do que já&lt;/span&gt; é . Mude. Vai, mude. Agora. Sem medo. As vezes as pessoas se prendem num molde, num tipo de pessoa que elas acham que é o certo, e se agarram em qualquer coisa para não mudar. Parem. Faça o que quiser, quer gostar, goste, quer ir vá, que dizer, diga, quer fazer, faça. Apenas faça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS1: viram como minha falta de criatividade está num nível absurdo? repeti o título. já tinha usado esse para outro post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS2: estava pensando em fazer, toda sexta, um post recomendando algo. uns lirvos, uns filmes, uns sites, esmaltes qualquer coisa...o que acham?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS3: estou sentindo falta dos comentários, cadê vocês? =//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8572527754145789547?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8572527754145789547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/ch-ch-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8572527754145789547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8572527754145789547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/ch-ch-changes.html' title='ch-ch-changes'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJ1IilNSLMI/AAAAAAAAA_g/xiFDbeYKGbA/s72-c/28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4430744361645457388</id><published>2010-09-22T11:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:52:29.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'>realmente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJoYF6K8KwI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/_uB_dCocF2E/s1600/48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJoYF6K8KwI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/_uB_dCocF2E/s320/48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sabe, eu gostaria de saber porque tudo tem que ter um porque. Eu realmente gostaria de saber. Porque tenho que explicar tudo a todos? Falar meus motivos para fazer isso ou aquilo. Cansa. Odeio essa pressão geral, essas explicassões que tenho que dar. Não posso simplesmente fazer, ir e falar o que eu quiser, sem ter que me preocupar antes em formular uma resposta pra tudo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;xxx mary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4430744361645457388?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4430744361645457388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/realmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4430744361645457388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4430744361645457388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/realmente.html' title='realmente.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJoYF6K8KwI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/_uB_dCocF2E/s72-c/48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-88187096116417787</id><published>2010-09-15T22:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T22:35:54.538-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about be'/><title type='text'>Estranho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJFy5J3XvhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZXtSwkWHG4A/s1600/post.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJFy5J3XvhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZXtSwkWHG4A/s320/post.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentimentos estranhos estão aflorando dentro de mim. O que, é claro, é meio estranho. Saudades de coisas que nunca vi, de um tempo que nunca passou, de vozes que nunca ouvi. É estranho não poder ter nenhuma lembrança, para poder lembrar desse nada que eu não tenho. Saudades de um lugar onde nunca estive, coisas que nunca toquei, gente que não conheci. Uma nostalgia entranha bate em mim toda vez que penso nesse vazio. Isso frustra, enxe o saco, essa história de não saber, de não ter um idéia, um sentimento sobre algo. Frusta saber que sinto falta de algo que eu nem tenho. Será que é pedir muito uma mudança brusca, uma virada, uma diferença? Será que é muito pedir algo que ninguém possa me tirar, algo a que ninguém tenha direito a ter além de mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-88187096116417787?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/88187096116417787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/estranho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/88187096116417787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/88187096116417787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/estranho.html' title='Estranho.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJFy5J3XvhI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZXtSwkWHG4A/s72-c/post.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1855543847390086993</id><published>2010-09-12T20:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:40:58.511-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulamd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about be'/><title type='text'>In Future, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Já fiz meus planos para o futuro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TI4p2SuV5dI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ieon0au3yGs/s1600/445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TI4p2SuV5dI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ieon0au3yGs/s320/445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Primeiro eu faço 18 anos, me mando pra Inglaterra, me viro lá com meu inglês, arrumo um motivo pra fazer uma tatuagem, assisto todos os seriados e filmes legais do mundo, faço faculdade (porque até lá eu já vou ter escolhido uma), arrumo um emprego legal, divido um apartamento com as meninas, me encho de chocolate, invento que estou gorda e me mando como mochileira pela Europa. Lá eu conheço gente pior que eu, arrumo um namorado culto, com um cabelo legal, sardas&amp;nbsp;e um perfume viciante, a gente casa num trem mesmo. Depois a gente faz aqueles cursos intensivos de francês, vira fluente em francês em duas semanas, nos mudamos pra França. Me perco no metro de lá, mas acho meu caminho depois. Volto pra Londres, ou não, sei lá, tenho dois filhos, ainda sem nome, que serão tipo a mamãe, e que concerteza vão usar all star e ter sardas como o papai. Depois quando meus filhos estivem na faculdade me mudo pro interior de Londres ou da França, ou continuo na agitação mesmo -q e compro uma casa amarela com cerca roxa e telhado branco, uma lareira em cada quarto (mesmo com aquecimento global eu decidi que onde eu vou morar vai ter neve no inverno ok?) e adoto um gato que vou dar o nome de Marvin. Ai eu fico velha com meu marido sardento, mimo meus netos, derrubo o bolo de bodas de ouro sem querer (tem bolo pra bodas de ouro??) e vou fazer cursos pela internet pra ser uma velha culta até meus 200 anos, que eu sei que vou ter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ooooou faço a faculdade aqui, arrumo um emprego relacionado ou não&amp;nbsp;com que eu fiz na faculdade, aqui no Brasil, caso com um médico ou advogado, tenho um ou dois filhos, fico estressada, viro budista e entro no nirvana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;mas isso não seria tão legal, tirando a parte do nirvana, então escolho a primeira opção, rs eu decidi já&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;xx mary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1855543847390086993?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1855543847390086993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/ja-fiz-meus-planos-para-o-futuro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1855543847390086993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1855543847390086993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/ja-fiz-meus-planos-para-o-futuro.html' title='In Future, again.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TI4p2SuV5dI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Ieon0au3yGs/s72-c/445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9183572951432258682</id><published>2010-09-11T22:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:54:54.639-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitacos abafantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surto fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>post mal-humorado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIwxwlS0-wI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9phnXmXYW10/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIwxwlS0-wI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9phnXmXYW10/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oioi a novela acabou, quero ler meus livros, mas não quero que a saga termine, meu aparelho tá doendo, sofri no dentista ontem, estou cheia de textos pra postar, mas quando releio acho tudo uma merda, preciso de chocolate e resolvi cortar o cabelo curto de novo. ~PROMETO~ que vou postar logo, amo vocês imensa e eternamente, apesar de não conhecer ninguém rs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Life isn't fair for the people who care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Stick your nose in the air and that's how you go far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So go tell your lovers,your fathers and brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Your sisters and mothers how lucky they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Light speed,out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm hurt,but I'll be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Put you fist in the air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Raise your voice and declare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Singing "We don't care",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;(We don't care)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;We don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;(We don't care)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So here's another song for the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;And here's another line from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So don't pretend you hate us as you sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;'Cause we all look the same in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beeijos e não me abandonem haha , mary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: viram que eu mudei o layout do blog? ficou bom? passei a tarde toda hoje tentando fazer um bonitinho mas acho que estava com bloqueio, ou foi só meu azar do inferno atacando de novo :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9183572951432258682?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9183572951432258682/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-mal-humorado.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9183572951432258682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9183572951432258682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/post-mal-humorado.html' title='post mal-humorado.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIwxwlS0-wI/AAAAAAAAA-g/9phnXmXYW10/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-501584795076456308</id><published>2010-09-10T22:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:51:40.852-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agende-se'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>#Seriados rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom eu não tenho mais nada pra fazer, faltam cinco minutos pro meu programa legal no Discovery começar então eu resolvi postar aqui rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Como minhas aulas voltaram (dã) eu não tenho tido muito assunto, então vou falar das séries que eu gosto &lt;s&gt;e gostaria de assistir se tivesse o canal&lt;/s&gt; rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;#The Vampire Diares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIqgy1iHVqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/hQ0q9BONK-M/s1600/TVD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIqgy1iHVqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/hQ0q9BONK-M/s320/TVD.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Apesar do tema-vampiresco-que-virou-cliche fala sobre Elena, uma menina (humana, é bom avisar) que conhece Stephan, o vampiro bom e feiosinho. Stephan tem um irmão que é meio perverso rs -e infinitamente mais bonito- e &lt;s&gt;obviamente&lt;/s&gt; Elena se vê dividida entre os dois. ~apesar~ de lembrar crepúsculo, não tem aquele drama from hell, e é bem legal e viciante, rs recomendo bastante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;#Gossip Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIqmRefcpyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/J6wffq6kOsk/s1600/GG+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIqmRefcpyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/J6wffq6kOsk/s320/GG+.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom. Gossip Girl se passa em Nova York, é cheia de fofocas, intrigas, armações, romances, planos, roupas etc e tal, mas é meio viciante. (todos sabem rs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Começa quando a loira Serena, que estava sumida, volta pra NY e começa a causar polêmina, namora o menino do Blooklyn blá blá blá briga com a Blair mas elas voltam depois e é uma história enorme cheia de reviravoltas e drama, mas eu recomendo mesmo assim rs &lt;span style="color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;tem um pouco de pegação mais tudo bem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;#Supernatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIrbV6yyJvI/AAAAAAAAA9I/9l6yglZQunw/s1600/the+supernatural+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIrbV6yyJvI/AAAAAAAAA9I/9l6yglZQunw/s320/the+supernatural+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tá, Supernatural eu nunca assisti, mas me disseram que é sobre dois irmãos &lt;strike&gt;que perdem seu tempo&lt;/strike&gt; que matam monstros ruins que andam por ai RISOS acho que é legal, mas nunca assisti *-* assistam por mim e me digam se é bom (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;#House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIrX-Fp1HmI/AAAAAAAAA9A/akG651xB2C8/s1600/house.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIrX-Fp1HmI/AAAAAAAAA9A/akG651xB2C8/s320/house.png" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom. Eu sou uma pessoa muitíssimo atualizada, e não tenho canal, portanto eu não assito House *chora* -q. Conheço pessoas que assistem e dizem que é boa rs. É sobre um médico, o Dr. House rs que é meio tipo eu, anti-social, irreverente e sarcástico. A série gira em torno nso desafios médicos e da irônia que não larga a vida do Dr. House etc e tal parece ser legal rs assistam por mim tambem :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom, essas são as que eu assisto e gosto e as que eu gostaria de assistir,&amp;nbsp;~mas~ a escola está esgolindo meu tempo e sanidade mental, então acho que nem as legendas eu acompanharia, é. Agora não me batam, eu assisti Glee e achei uma porcaria, nem curti *-* Tem aquela outra Preaty Little Liers mas achei bobinha...alguém assiste? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;é isso estrelinhas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx amo vocês, mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-501584795076456308?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/501584795076456308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/seriados-rs.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/501584795076456308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/501584795076456308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/seriados-rs.html' title='#Seriados rs'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TIqgy1iHVqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/hQ0q9BONK-M/s72-c/TVD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8637814502092896696</id><published>2010-09-05T20:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:17:16.406-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>Fail do tempo.</title><content type='html'>Bom, alguém deve estar mexendo na Ampulheta Mágica do Tempo da Minha Vida, porque não sei onde ele está. Meu tempo anda sumindo, minha rotina se baseia em acordar, escola, casa, lição, cama. Preciso urgentemente de um livro, briguei com a tia da cantina, preciso devolver um livro na biblioteca da escola, devo estar com um milhão de multa, perdi a tampa da caneta da Verys, o que me lembra que eu tenho que dizer que ela é muito diva e extremamente &lt;i&gt;carisma girl&lt;/i&gt;, amo ela muito rs, tava afim de falar isso. Preciso arrumar um bloquinho e caneta pra por em baixo do travesseiro para o caso de idéias noturnas. Preciso puxar o saco da mocinha do corredor pra ela me contar onde são minhas aulas de violão e fazer as pazes com a tia da cantina pra ela não cuspir no meu lanche. Enfim, infelizmente meio sem tempo e cérebro pra postar D; Não fiquem tristes, isso também córroi a mim ://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amo vocês xx mary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8637814502092896696?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8637814502092896696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/fail-do-tempo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8637814502092896696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8637814502092896696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/09/fail-do-tempo.html' title='Fail do tempo.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6232329472310827219</id><published>2010-08-31T21:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T22:06:27.186-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="clear: left; float: left; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TH2i8KqZ0II/AAAAAAAAA8A/5Ea51axs0Uw/s320/408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre metida a falar que gosto de frio, estou cedendo a este calor bom que está fazendo. Nostalgias a parte, até que gosto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Naturalmente lerda, mais ainda agora, volto a escrever em breve. Talvez uma semana...sorry ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6232329472310827219?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6232329472310827219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/sempre-metida-falar-que-gosto-de-frio.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Preciso urgentemente de um quarto novo. Preciso de um quarto só pra mim. Onde possa colar minhas fotos e bugigagas(?) &amp;nbsp;na &amp;nbsp;parede. Onde possa chamar minhas amigas e ficar lá. Um canto para dormir sozinha de noite, ou simplesmente ficar acordada olhando para o teto. Preciso de um lugar para ter meu pitacos, xingar o mundo e depois chorar comendo sorvete. Precisava de um canto para ler e escrever sem me incomodar com olhos alheios. Preciso de um lugar só meu, definitivamente. Talvez demore à ter esse quarto e continue a escrever sobre ele, aqui ou em pedaços de guardanapos voadores. Isso ficou uma droga, mas consegui provar um dos efeitos mais toscos do ócio indesejado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;adeus, mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9193520167007129446?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9193520167007129446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/precisa-se.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9193520167007129446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9193520167007129446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/precisa-se.html' title='Precisa-se'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THlj1eEpPmI/AAAAAAAAA7o/PDnSVleHLVU/s72-c/360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5056931981074583090</id><published>2010-08-28T14:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:23:07.994-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Alma Gêmea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9d9iLYragM/TFAcjUGppoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JoeoccfL5w/s1600/Alma-Gemea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9d9iLYragM/TFAcjUGppoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JoeoccfL5w/s200/Alma-Gemea.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero alguém para descobrir cada coisa dentro de mim. Sou como um livro fechado, não falo o que sinto. O que penso. O que quero. Quero alguém que me faça falar. Sou muito tímida. Quero alguém para eu poder ser feliz e que esteja comigo nos momentos bons ou ruins. Que essa pessoa, tenha sonhos, que eu consiga realizar. Tenha gostos diferentes dos meus. Que esse alguém saiba que não há nada que eu não possa fazer por ela e me faça feliz todos os dias da minha vida. Me faça rir. Me emocionar. Que olhe no fundo dos meus olhos ao dizer "Eu Te amo". Que sinta saudades de mim ao fazer uma viagem longa. Enfim, que seja minha alma gêmea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5056931981074583090?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5056931981074583090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/alma-gemea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5056931981074583090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5056931981074583090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/alma-gemea.html' title='Alma Gêmea?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f9d9iLYragM/TFAcjUGppoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/4JoeoccfL5w/s72-c/Alma-Gemea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8342614952653423400</id><published>2010-08-28T12:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T12:50:22.278-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>oi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THkvIoBHkGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VanAvNaqkCc/s1600/412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THkvIoBHkGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VanAvNaqkCc/s320/412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;estou mais ou menos assim, 3bjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;xoxo mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8342614952653423400?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8342614952653423400/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/oi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8342614952653423400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8342614952653423400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/oi.html' title='oi'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THkvIoBHkGI/AAAAAAAAA7I/VanAvNaqkCc/s72-c/412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3298701165184330045</id><published>2010-08-25T10:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:00:30.831-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Sorry =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRuGhwV93I/AAAAAAAAA5w/4rMk8GDMLxg/s1600/93.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRuGhwV93I/AAAAAAAAA5w/4rMk8GDMLxg/s200/93.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; peço desculpas por não estar postando esses dias, estou cheias de provas e trabalhos na escola...quando acabarem, volto a postar e a pensar normalmente. por enquanto, o sistema cardiovascular e Che Guevara me chamam. D: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;kisses mary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3298701165184330045?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3298701165184330045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3298701165184330045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3298701165184330045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorry.html' title='Sorry =('/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRuGhwV93I/AAAAAAAAA5w/4rMk8GDMLxg/s72-c/93.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8576964378001925287</id><published>2010-08-24T22:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:16:45.552-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>#reflitam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRubUm7rQI/AAAAAAAAA54/1E2teKic1yE/s1600/81.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRubUm7rQI/AAAAAAAAA54/1E2teKic1yE/s320/81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sem tempo pra postar, desculpem-me =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8576964378001925287?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8576964378001925287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflitam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8576964378001925287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8576964378001925287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflitam.html' title='#reflitam'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/THRubUm7rQI/AAAAAAAAA54/1E2teKic1yE/s72-c/81.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1455043337450620034</id><published>2010-08-21T21:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:26:27.747-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://downloads.open4group.com/wallpapers/estrela-brilhante-iluminando-402bc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://downloads.open4group.com/wallpapers/estrela-brilhante-iluminando-402bc.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Meus sonhos? Quero ter uma casa maravilhosa , com um gramado enorme, onde crianças possam brincar, pular, sorrir. Onde meu cachorro possa correr atrás dos pássaros. Apenas uma vida feliz. Acordar e ver que tudo valeu a pena. Olhar em volta e ver o que eu consegui construir. Não me arrepender de nada. Poder das boas risadas com minhas melhores amigas. Ver meus filhos darem seus primeiros passos, a dizerem suas primeiras palavras. Quero fazer diversas viagens. Ser bem-sucedida em meu trabalho. Conhecer meu ídolo. Olhar para o nada e pensar em como minhas risadas não são as mesmas. Meus filhos não usam mais bóias ao entrar na piscina. Ver que envelheci. Reparo que meu cachorro não corre mais atrás dos pássaros. Lembrar do dia em que conheci meu ídolo. Ver que todas as loucuras que fiz quando jovem, foram as melhores. Talvez não verei a vida inteira dos meus filhos, mas serei a estrela mais brilhante e a mais bonita do céu, onde todo dia, estarei dando o maior sorriso ao ver&amp;nbsp;os sonhos de toda minha família se realizar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1455043337450620034?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1455043337450620034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/meus-sonhos-quero-ter-uma-casa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1455043337450620034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1455043337450620034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/meus-sonhos-quero-ter-uma-casa.html' title=''/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9064357060663527549</id><published>2010-08-16T20:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:20:21.374-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mcfly'/><title type='text'>vida escolar complexa rs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGdC--3RrsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/hQEyf_GXu0g/s1600/383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGdC--3RrsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/hQEyf_GXu0g/s320/383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Meus pais são jornalistas, cresci nas redações de jornais, sempre ganhei livros de presente e nunca reclamava. Acho que por isso que sou meio nerd rs. Mas não reclamo por isso. Na verdade acho que é até bom, esse troço de gostar de ler. Na primeira série, teimosa como sempre, odiava português, amava matemática. Corria atrás de uns meninos que me enxiam o saco, mas no fundo gostava deles&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Fazia natação e achava que ia virar sereia a qualquer momento *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; Nessa época era tontinha e ingênua, as professoras me amavam, só tirava dez. Na segunda série foi estranho, entrei no ballet e descobri um novo mundo cor de rosa, elástico colorido e perfume. Ah, os perfumes. Meu primeiro -e ainda atual- vicio. Na segunda série eu era toda sentimental, dramática e fresca, acho que era por causa do ballet, quando eu incorporava a barbie rs. Na terceira série passei a estudar de manha. Na terceira série mudei infinitamente, acho que porque não tinha a Verys pra me levar pro lado bom -q. Conheci os Beatles. Ainda dramática, chorei quando li (atrasada) que o John Lennon era uma estrelinha no céu. Tinha um cabelo comprido,liso e perfeito, mas me deu revolta e cortei chanel. Na quarta série, sei lá...acho que amadureci um pouco...estava quase terminano &amp;gt;todos&amp;lt; os Harry Potter, com apenas dez aninhos. Fiquei um pouco mais séria, menos chorona. Pouco. Descobri que gostava de português, de ler, de escrever. Comecei, de verdade, meu diário (sim) e nunca mais parei.Até ai, minhas notas eram, literalmente só nove e dez. Na quinta série, voltei pra tarde, e escrevia sobre tudo. Lia super-interessante e só assistia Discovery e Animal Channel *-* Voltei a estudar com a Verys, minha pior fase-nerd foi essa, e por incrível que pareça, foi na quinta série que tirei minha primeira nota baixa. Quase entrei em depressão, mas beleza rs. Depois teve aquela mudança lá na nomenclatura, e estava no sétimo ano/sexta série. Voltei a estudar de manhã, fiquei meio pop, igual a todas as outras. No fim desse ano, mudei tudo de novo. Conheci McFly com uma amiga, que hoje não é mais tão amiga, e me apaixonei. Virou minha banda preferida, minha pior paixão platônica -q Depois, esse ano, infinitas coisas, - em maior parte ruins- aconteceram, cortei o cabelo, toda rebelde, de novo, larguei as pop, voltei pros livros, voltei a estudar a tarde, com a Verys rs, retomei o diário, e lembrei o número do canal da Discovery (as vezes eu esqueço, mas estou trabalhando nisso). Enfim, acho que voltei a ser eu, um pouquinho só menos paranóica com estudo. A estranha, diferente. Chorona ainda sim. E desengonçada e tropeça. Ainda não consegui meu dez em matemática, ou conseguir fazer uma boa aula de educação física, ou aprendi a lidar com elogios e frustações. Esse ano está sendo absurdamente estranho, descobrindo coisas sobre mim mesma que nem sabia. Mas quer saber? Melhor assim (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;xxx mary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9064357060663527549?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9064357060663527549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/vida-escolar-complexa-rs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9064357060663527549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9064357060663527549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/vida-escolar-complexa-rs.html' title='vida escolar complexa rs.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGdC--3RrsI/AAAAAAAAA5k/hQEyf_GXu0g/s72-c/383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6313843025719352441</id><published>2010-08-14T12:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:52:13.323-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lembranças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>1 Ano do QN *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGSU5KsW6XI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uNzdZkjR9BU/s1600/336.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGSU5KsW6XI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uNzdZkjR9BU/s320/336.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Numa bela tarde, ou noite, não lembro, eu e a Verys resolvemos fazer um blog. Porque? Nem a gente descobriu ainda. Mas fizemos. No começo falaríamos sobre famosos e coisinhas aleatórias assim, tipo a revista capricho. É, no começo o blog era bem tosco, eu copiava e colava coisas da capricho aqui (af eterno pra mim, rs). Ai acho que fui me tocando. Mudando o jeito de escrever, amadurecendo. &lt;strike&gt;Acho que se não fosse o blog eu ainda usaria emoticons e abreviações idiotas.&lt;/strike&gt; Com o blog, acho que eu meio que me conheci melhor, é estranho descrever. Acho que no final das contas, eu só tenho é agradecer eternamente as pessoas que lêem e seguem esse blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Mudando de assunto, alguém conseguiu ver a chuva de estrelas cadentes? :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;beeijos, marianna, verônica e jade, as loucas por trás dessa palhaçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6313843025719352441?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6313843025719352441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-ano-do-qn.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6313843025719352441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6313843025719352441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-ano-do-qn.html' title='1 Ano do QN *-*'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGSU5KsW6XI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/uNzdZkjR9BU/s72-c/336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-459277950587314108</id><published>2010-08-12T11:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T11:01:25.735-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGP8NaHPSqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/y6p5QFMPVfE/s1600/334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGP8NaHPSqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/y6p5QFMPVfE/s320/334.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As vezes eu acho que me falta bom senso. E também realismo e concentração. Me distraio fácil, penso muito. Sonho acordada pelo menos durante metade do dia, e sonho de noite também, dormindo ou não. Penso nas coisas mais loucas, as idéias mais insanas, tudo isso antes do almoço. Penso muito sobre ser louca, mas quer saber? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;As melhores pessoas são. (Alice in Wonderland) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-459277950587314108?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/459277950587314108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-vezes-eu-acho-que-me-falta-bom-senso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/459277950587314108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/459277950587314108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-vezes-eu-acho-que-me-falta-bom-senso.html' title=''/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGP8NaHPSqI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/y6p5QFMPVfE/s72-c/334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2136041522823312631</id><published>2010-08-11T22:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:31:09.798-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neverland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lembranças'/><title type='text'>Olhe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGNOubakU4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/-bMtelWZoy8/s1600/333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGNOubakU4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/-bMtelWZoy8/s320/333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Olhe, vou contar um segredo. Meu maior medo na vida, o medo que supera todos os outros, o medo que assombra meus pesadelos desde pequenina, o medo que provavelmente nunca vou perder, é o medo de esquecer. Esquecer. A palavra no dicionário, o verbo que mais me amedronta. Tenho medo de esquecer, de não me lembrar. Medo de esquecer rostos, frases e músicas. Medo de esquecer sentimentos, emoções, sensações. Medo de que tudo que eu conheço, todo o meu presente, vire um passado velho e mofado, escondido em um canto escuro em minha mente. Medo de crescer e esquecer, esquecer meus pensamentos e idéias. Medo principalmente de crescer e ceder ao comum, ao fácil, ao normal. Alguém pode me contar, &lt;i&gt;por favor&lt;/i&gt;, como se faz para não esquecer?, não sucumbir á possível chatice do futuro? Alguém pode me mostrar o caminho para neverland? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2136041522823312631?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2136041522823312631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/olhe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2136041522823312631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2136041522823312631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/olhe.html' title='Olhe.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGNOubakU4I/AAAAAAAAA5I/-bMtelWZoy8/s72-c/333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7175986746071843065</id><published>2010-08-10T20:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T20:45:15.495-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitacos abafantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autores alheios'/><title type='text'>Arrumei uma intérprete, BJS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje ela falará por mim:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGHjoASI_vI/AAAAAAAAA5A/e3TbVFqCTnQ/s1600/331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGHjoASI_vI/AAAAAAAAA5A/e3TbVFqCTnQ/s320/331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sigo a vida conforme o roteiro, sou quase normal por fora, pra ninguém   desconfiar. Mas por dentro eu deliro e questiono. Não quero uma vida   pequena, um amor pequeno, um alegria que caiba dentro da bolsa. Eu quero   mais que isso. Quero o que não vejo. Quero o que não entendo. Quero   muito e quero sem fim. Não cresci pra viver mais ou menos, nasci com   dois pares de asas, vou aonde eu me levar. Por isso, não me venha com   superfícies, nada raso me satisfaz. Eu quero é o mergulho. Entrar de   roupa e tudo no infinito que é a vida. E rezar – se ainda acreditar –   pra sair ainda bem melhor do outro lado de lá.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PS¹: enfim, sobre a intérprete, eu explico: achei o tumblr de uma menina, muito legal, e eu concordo com praticamente tudo que ela fala, então quando eu estiver nos meu momentos mais ácidos e ociosos, provalvemente vou pegar algum texto dela e colocar aqui (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PS²: pra quem quiser, o link dela &lt;a href="http://laricecosta.tumblr.com/" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Just my happiness shared&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7175986746071843065?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7175986746071843065/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/arrumei-uma-interprete-bjs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7175986746071843065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7175986746071843065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/arrumei-uma-interprete-bjs.html' title='Arrumei uma intérprete, BJS'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TGHjoASI_vI/AAAAAAAAA5A/e3TbVFqCTnQ/s72-c/331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7830801592578188163</id><published>2010-08-07T14:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T14:39:35.721-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>Domingo :x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TF2YDRU-7pI/AAAAAAAAA44/zVdZzX3Zoa8/s1600/ponei.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TF2YDRU-7pI/AAAAAAAAA44/zVdZzX3Zoa8/s320/ponei.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Reflitam&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; CRIÃMÇAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;PS¹: me sinto na obrigação de dizer Feliz Dia dos Pais, mesmo sabendo que nenhum pai provavelmente lê o blog.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;PS²: então, por favor, passem meus comprimentos aos seus pais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; RISUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;. Não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;PS³: não resisto, me sinto na obrigação também de falar Feliz &lt;strike&gt;Niver&lt;/strike&gt; Aniversário pra Verys [êêê -q] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7830801592578188163?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7830801592578188163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflitam-criamcas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7830801592578188163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7830801592578188163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/reflitam-criamcas.html' title='Domingo :x'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TF2YDRU-7pI/AAAAAAAAA44/zVdZzX3Zoa8/s72-c/ponei.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5987074146906129611</id><published>2010-08-04T22:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:20:26.097-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>What would you choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFoOwvHFFVI/AAAAAAAAA4w/310Ls2yNwjM/s1600/314.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFoOwvHFFVI/AAAAAAAAA4w/310Ls2yNwjM/s320/314.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Dia ou noite? Frio ou calor? Doce ou salgado? Cabelo curto ou comprido? História ou Geografia? Sim ou não? Doce ou salgado? Hoje ou amanhã? Julho ou dezembro? Real ou fictício? Elas ou eles? Sair ou ficar em casa? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Logan ou Dougie&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Romântica ou rocker? Praia ou campo? Paixão ou amor? Claro ou escuro? Ler ou escrever? Esmalte claro ou forte? Café ou chá? Londres ou Paris? Coca ou fanta? Polaroid Canon? Morena ou ruiva? Atual ou antiga? Alta ou baixa? All star ou sapatilha? Você ou ele? Sim ou não? São tantas opções na vida que sempre me perco, acabo sendo sempre o exemplo de inconstância. Mas fazer o que?, minha vida é um eterno erro de concordância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; kiss mary&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5987074146906129611?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5987074146906129611/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-would-you-choose.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5987074146906129611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5987074146906129611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-would-you-choose.html' title='What would you choose?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFoOwvHFFVI/AAAAAAAAA4w/310Ls2yNwjM/s72-c/314.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8680777755814711488</id><published>2010-08-04T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T11:39:50.125-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFl6vnjnMaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/gbmckX5brK0/s1600/302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFl6vnjnMaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/gbmckX5brK0/s320/302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="editable_area"&gt;So what!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a rock star&lt;br /&gt;I got my rock moves&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i style="color: #999999;"&gt; (Pink, So What) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="status-content"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8680777755814711488?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8680777755814711488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8680777755814711488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8680777755814711488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/08/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFl6vnjnMaI/AAAAAAAAA4o/gbmckX5brK0/s72-c/302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8557783533875622739</id><published>2010-07-29T13:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:52:00.157-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>Idéias para o ano novo -ou meio de ano rs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estava fuçando na internet nesse ócio infernal em que me encontro nessas férias e achei &lt;a href="http://moninavelarde.com/newyears/" style="color: magenta;"&gt;esse site &lt;/a&gt;~palmas~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na verdade o negócio é simples, e até meio bobo, mas como eu sei que você está morrendo de tédio, achei que fosse se interessar&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RISUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. O site fornece resoluções de ano novo. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;-bitch say what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Resoluções de ano novo são aquelas listinha que ~geralmente~ fazemos no começo -ou meio- do ano, e esse site vai dando várias idéias, dai você não precisa pensar muito rs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Segundo o site, as dez primeiras coisas que eu tenho que fazer nesse segundo semestre são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFGmSC6JLtI/AAAAAAAAA4g/SgiWP39RcdI/s1600/wish1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFGmSC6JLtI/AAAAAAAAA4g/SgiWP39RcdI/s320/wish1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Acampar &lt;i&gt;(não vai rolar, a combinação eu+mato não é das melhores)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Correr numa maratona &lt;i&gt;(também não rola, a preguiça infelizmente ainda me controla)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Ser má &lt;i&gt;(#tenso euri)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Ser eu &lt;i&gt;(não, vou ser a Lady GaGa)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Voltar para a escola &lt;i&gt;(#tenso, nunca fugi)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;6. Fazer.Mais.Dinheiro &lt;i&gt;(good)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Colocar um video no YouTube &lt;i&gt;(vou pensar a respeito)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;8. Beber mais chá &lt;i&gt;(...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;9. Falar mais, twittar menos &lt;i&gt;(twitter já me viciou terrivelmente, acho difícil)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;10. Assistir um filme 3D &lt;i&gt;(HÁ, essa eu fiz, assiti Toy Story - invejem-me N)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; xoxo mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8557783533875622739?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8557783533875622739/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/ideias-para-o-ano-novo-ou-meio-de-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8557783533875622739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8557783533875622739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/ideias-para-o-ano-novo-ou-meio-de-ano.html' title='Idéias para o ano novo -ou meio de ano rs'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFGmSC6JLtI/AAAAAAAAA4g/SgiWP39RcdI/s72-c/wish1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3781687951128475186</id><published>2010-07-28T22:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:02:54.397-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><title type='text'>Clique aqui para adicionar um titulo -q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFDZgyClAeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/7Q3qOnJTOMM/s1600/256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFDZgyClAeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/7Q3qOnJTOMM/s320/256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Depressão pré-aulas: você também terá a sua, aguarde a véspera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3781687951128475186?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3781687951128475186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/clique-aqui-para-adicionar-um-titulo-q.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3781687951128475186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3781687951128475186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/clique-aqui-para-adicionar-um-titulo-q.html' title='Clique aqui para adicionar um titulo -q'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TFDZgyClAeI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/7Q3qOnJTOMM/s72-c/256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2609495209667453273</id><published>2010-07-27T14:58:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:03:21.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>Eu acho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE8epyJD6eI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DHPByGBS1LA/s1600/223.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE8epyJD6eI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DHPByGBS1LA/s320/223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;que só sonhando que se vai pra frente.  Eu acho que só imaginando, pensando, inventando as coisas mais loucas e  surreais que se pode tentar ser feliz. Afinal, que pessoa totalmente  realista, chata e cinza é completa e realmente feliz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2609495209667453273?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2609495209667453273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-acho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2609495209667453273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2609495209667453273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-acho.html' title='Eu acho...'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE8epyJD6eI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/DHPByGBS1LA/s72-c/223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5342077724398870517</id><published>2010-07-26T14:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T15:01:15.743-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acidez mental'/><title type='text'>Bloqueio Mental...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE3Lq7jjNBI/AAAAAAAAA4A/5b7onvRlgus/s1600/31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE3Lq7jjNBI/AAAAAAAAA4A/5b7onvRlgus/s320/31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sacomé?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5342077724398870517?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5342077724398870517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/bloqueio-mental.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5342077724398870517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5342077724398870517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/bloqueio-mental.html' title='Bloqueio Mental...'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TE3Lq7jjNBI/AAAAAAAAA4A/5b7onvRlgus/s72-c/31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-14726732498521767</id><published>2010-07-24T23:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:53:37.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tédio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OOOOOOI AMIGOS. -q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bueno, minhas férias estão acabando, e eu acho, que lá no fundo eu estou feliz&amp;nbsp; *o*&amp;nbsp; HAHAHA, é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sabe, nós contamos os dias para as férias chegarem, (voces devem ter visto o que a louca da Marianna ficava postando nos ultimos dias de aula....''13 dias'' ''9 dias''&amp;nbsp; ''2 diias'' haha). Não vou mentir, eu&amp;nbsp; também ficava fazendo contagem regressiva... Mas, de repente, as férias chegaram.. eba, eba, eba, agora vo ter o dia inteiro, sem preocupaçoes, etc... e TCHARÃM, chega o Tédio! Meu amigo, tédio... HAHA,&amp;nbsp;aamo elee como ele é só meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;euri vo dar umas dicas pra voces curtirem esse fim de férias sem ele :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Primeiro, vejam o video da Demi aqui em Sao Paulo.... haha *_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BxKnsNlPQAI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/BxKnsNlPQAI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hm, agora, baseado no video, voce pode escrever uma redação de 200 linhas sobre ele. -NNNN, euri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Voce pode ajudar sua mãe com as tarefas domésticas, voce pode não ficar feliz, mas ela vai o/ HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Agora que voce já lavou a louça e varreu a casa, voce pode twittar (y) ou orkutar (y) ou tumblar (y)EURI, HAHAHAHAHA. Ou crie um &lt;a href="http://stardoll.uol.com.br/pt/"&gt;Stardoll&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.clubpenguin.com/pt/"&gt;ClubPenguin&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.weeworld.com/"&gt;WeeWorld&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, &lt;a href="http://www.habbo.com.br/"&gt;Habbo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;etc.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Voce pode ler um blog... recomendo um chamado Quase-Normais HAHAHAHA, deviam ler e recomendar ele... :P&amp;nbsp; Podem até fazer um blog, escrever seus pensamentos, ideias, videos, musicas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Colocar suas musicas favoritas no ultimo volume e dançar também nao é uma má ideia!! Sair, ir no shopping, conversar com as amigas, ver TV, etc.... Diga NAO ao tedio!! HAHAHA, EURI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;beeeijos :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Veerys !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-14726732498521767?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/14726732498521767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/tedio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/14726732498521767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/14726732498521767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/tedio.html' title='Tédio?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2218448080708049096</id><published>2010-07-24T22:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T22:41:05.677-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Roteiro de Viagem *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;O mundo é, realmente, gigantescamente enorme, e eu já fiz minha humilde listinha dos lugares pelos quais tenho que passar antes de morrer.é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1. Londres, Inglaterra : tá, todo mundo deve saber ou não que esse é meu sonho de infância, adolescência, adultice. Por mais que sempre falem que Londres é triste e o chá de lá é ruim, estou pouco me lixando, não gosto de calor mesmo, é pra lá que eu vou &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2. França : gostaria de ir para França, não só Paris, pelamordedeus, gostaria de conhecer as províncias, cidadezinhas e tal...é tudo tão chique, tão vintage...&amp;lt;3 #nostalgic&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3. Grécia : não só a capital Atenas, e sim todas as ilhas e ilhotas divas...Tá, até eu tenho que ceder ao sol um pouco né? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RISUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;4. Noruega : &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SABIA QUE O SOL LÁ BRILHA A MEIA NOITE?&lt;/span&gt; não preciso falar mais nada &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NEÁM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;5. Vancouver, Canadá : sei lá, eu simplesmente quero *-* conhecer os ursos...N&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;6. Eu poderia ir para Marte né? RIARIAIRIARI não&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2218448080708049096?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2218448080708049096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/roteiro-de-viagem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2218448080708049096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2218448080708049096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/roteiro-de-viagem.html' title='Roteiro de Viagem *-*'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-97049531117103662</id><published>2010-07-23T14:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T17:46:39.434-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autores alheios'/><title type='text'>Feliz Dia do Amigo - atrasado, #fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEnSFcczUgI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XGZxDxeDeAU/s1600/250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEnSFcczUgI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XGZxDxeDeAU/s320/250.jpg" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser amigo é quando você está pra baixo e é logo animado com uma gracinha  daquela sua amiga boba que odeia te ver assim. É rir de coisas que só  vocês entendem. É quando ela dorme na sua casa, ficam conversando de  tudo na madrugada e vão dormir só 4hs da manhã! É matar aula pra bater  perna na cidade nem que seja pra olhar a vitrine das lojas. É zoar até a  morte com elas, mas defendê-las da infeliz que ousar provocá-las. É  voltar a ser criança e fazer guerra de travesseiro! É engordarem juntas e  depois morrerem de remorso por terem comido aquele doce delicioso. Às  vezes apenas uma faz você se sentir amparada e feliz a qualquer hora em  qualquer lugar. Aquela que ri dela mesma, de você, e com você! Aquela  que se não existisse a vida não teria graça. Aquela que vai sorrir com  lágrimas nos olhos quando você se casar. Aquela que você jurou ser amiga  para sempre e que considera uma irmã. Aquela que você agradece todo o  dia por tê-la como amiga. As melhores amizades são aquelas construidas  sem razão, ao acaso sem previsão. &lt;b&gt;(:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laricecosta.tumblr.com/post/850229863/ser-amigo-e-quando-voce-esta-pra-baixo-e-e-logo"&gt;Créditos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;xxx mari (:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-97049531117103662?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/97049531117103662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/dia-do-amigo-atrasado-fail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/97049531117103662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/97049531117103662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/dia-do-amigo-atrasado-fail.html' title='Feliz Dia do Amigo - atrasado, #fail'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEnSFcczUgI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XGZxDxeDeAU/s72-c/250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6327869180891658018</id><published>2010-07-20T19:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T19:41:23.155-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia do Amigo ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OOOOOOI PESSOAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom, para quem não sabe, hoje, dia 20/07 é o ''Dia do Amigo'' ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEYlENk1jHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NQgjN8Ybun4/s1600/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-demi-lovato-disney-green-initiative.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEYlENk1jHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NQgjN8Ybun4/s320/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-demi-lovato-disney-green-initiative.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Então, eu, Very's, vim aqui desejar um &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/274kt1"&gt;Feliz dia do Amigo&lt;/a&gt; para a Mari e a Jade, minhas ~beests~ , sei que posso SEMPRE contar com elas, são 11 anos de amizade, e ~espero~ que continuemos amigas por mais 11 e 11 e 11 e 11 anos. HAHAHAHA &amp;nbsp;♥ &amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E, um ótiimo ~fim~ de Dia do Amigo, para vocês, pois, mesmo não nos conhecendo, vocês já são meus &lt;s&gt;amiguxos&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;, que voces passem muitos momentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;legais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;felizes, com seus amiguinhos :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Beijos &amp;nbsp;;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Very's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6327869180891658018?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6327869180891658018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/dia-do-amigo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6327869180891658018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6327869180891658018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/dia-do-amigo.html' title='Dia do Amigo ♥'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEYlENk1jHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NQgjN8Ybun4/s72-c/miley-cyrus-selena-gomez-demi-lovato-disney-green-initiative.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7082756522397176780</id><published>2010-07-19T23:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:31:16.398-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>Realmente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEUJGiDyTqI/AAAAAAAAA24/xJ2DdTrkm3s/s1600/69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEUJGiDyTqI/AAAAAAAAA24/xJ2DdTrkm3s/s320/69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;...não há nada como um pouco de tristeza para fazer o ser humano desembestar à escrever as coisas mais loucas, a ter os pensamentos mais insanos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7082756522397176780?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7082756522397176780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/realmente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7082756522397176780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7082756522397176780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/realmente.html' title='Realmente...'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TEUJGiDyTqI/AAAAAAAAA24/xJ2DdTrkm3s/s72-c/69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7590599882274290742</id><published>2010-07-17T23:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:19:01.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back / Atualização</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOLÁ PESSOAS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Sabem quem está aqui? Sim, a mais diva de todas, a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;VEERY'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;. hahaha, sentiram saudades? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Primeiro quero pedir desculpas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;de novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;, por não postar mais... sabe a vida ta muito complicada, muitas contas pra pagar, aluguel da casa... -NNNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;hahaha, é, não tenho conseguido nem ficar no computador direito, por isso não ando postando nada :/&amp;nbsp;tirando isso, a minha bela criatividade também não ajuda :/ e váarias outras coisas... &amp;nbsp;BUT&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;EU ESTOU AQUI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;É, vim dar uma atualizada GERAL, em voces &amp;nbsp;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://airamara.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/teen-choice-awards-09-logo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://airamara.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/teen-choice-awards-09-logo1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Primeiro, vamos falar sobre o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Teen Choice Awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;, que a Mari postou lá em baixo... isso mesmo, votem, votem MUITO, na Demi.. HAHAHA, Brincadeira, votem em quem voces quiserem, MAS, te amarei profundamente se voce votar na Diva, nas categorias: Melhor serie de Comedia (Sonny with a Chance), Melhor atriz de Comedia (Demi Lovato), Melhor album POP (Here we go Again), Melhor cançao de Amor (Catch me),&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Breakout Artist Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Demi Lovato) &amp;nbsp;:P &amp;nbsp;Nas outras categorias votem em quem quiser! hahaha . SÓ NAS OUTRAS.. &amp;nbsp;#brinks ;P &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teenchoiceawards.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;Vote aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Agora, vamos mudar de assunto! Que tal falarmos sobre SHOW'S! haha, é, a &lt;b&gt;Camp Rock Tour&lt;/b&gt; irá passar pelo Brasil nos dias 6, 7 e 9 de novembro. Como sou muito legal, e quero que todos se divirtam no show, irei dar todos os detalhes ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6 Nov 2010 • 19:00 •&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Associação Portuguesa de Desportos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(Estádio Canindé)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;• São Paulo, São Paulo, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7 Nov 2010 • 19:00 •&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Apoteose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;• Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9 Nov 2010 • 19:00 •&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ginásio Gigantinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;• Porto Alegre, Rio Grande, Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Gostaram? Hm, eu não :/ haha, mas, eu supero :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://demilovato.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/cddr.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://demilovato.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/cddr.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ultima coisa HOJE, o CD de Camp Rock 2 está na pré-venda, e você já pode garantir o seu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livrariasaraiva.com.br/produto/3055390/camp-rock-2-the-final-jam-trilha-sonora-original?PAC_ID=25371"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;! O mais legal do CD é que ele tem 2 faixas exclusivas que só serão lançadas no Brasil! Sim. A musica&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Wouldn't Change a Thing", dueto da Demi e do Joe Jonas, terá uma versão em portugues, interpretada por &amp;nbsp;Jullie e Joe! E, uma outra, melhor #euacho a musica ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What We Came Here For" ´será cantando pela Demi, pelos Jonas, pela&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Alyson Stoner e &amp;nbsp;pela Anna Maria Perez de Tagle em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; PORTUGUÊS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; É isso aí gentem foi bem legal postar algumas ''atualizações'' aqui, para voces!! Volto amanhã, com mais noticias... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: 15px; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Very's (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: Verdana,Geneva,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7590599882274290742?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7590599882274290742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back-atualizacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7590599882274290742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7590599882274290742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-back-atualizacao.html' title='I&apos;m Back / Atualização'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2327840098265411028</id><published>2010-07-17T23:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:44:14.749-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, eu sou diferente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJzxwWCDtqw/TB0nZ_TBZmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eEgqKN7RTfU/s1600/menina_triste_e_borboleta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJzxwWCDtqw/TB0nZ_TBZmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eEgqKN7RTfU/s320/menina_triste_e_borboleta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo o que eu quero é viver de novo o ontem. Não importa o que aconteça, minhas amigas jamais deixarão de ser minhas amigas. Nunca me importo com o que pensam sobre mim. Bom, quase nunca. Meus pais brigam comigo, não por que eu fiz besteira, mas por rir demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Me apaixono pelas coisas mais simples. Escolho as coisas mais baratas. Choro por coisas bobas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Sou sonhadora. Comento sobre meus sonhos. Não são muitos. São especiais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Quero ter tudo do mais simples ao mais ousado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho meus dias tristes. Alegres. Engraçados. Emotivos. Sempre acho que tenho que aproveitar ao máximo um único dia com meus pais. Pois tenho 13 anos. Quando tiver 23, lembrarei e quererei reviver esses dias. Dos quais não quero que acabem, que durem para sempre, mas se durarem para sempre, como farei minha filha ter essa sensação? De querer aproveitar ao máximo um único dia com os pais, ter seus sonhos, seus gostos e de, por um segundo,&amp;nbsp;querer que o tempo pare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2327840098265411028?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2327840098265411028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/sim-eu-sou-diferente.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2327840098265411028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2327840098265411028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/sim-eu-sou-diferente.html' title='Sim, eu sou diferente.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJzxwWCDtqw/TB0nZ_TBZmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/eEgqKN7RTfU/s72-c/menina_triste_e_borboleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3384620563859776934</id><published>2010-07-17T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T22:43:06.084-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escala de loucura'/><title type='text'>Anormal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OOoi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Esses dias eu estava pensando que eu não sou normal, como o meu tédio estava maior que minha felicidade-Q, fiz uma lista do porque de eu(?) me acha uma não-normal(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Como bolo de chocolate rápido só para pegar mais um pedaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Tenho medo de DESCER as escadas rolantes do shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Penso que tem uma mão enorme embaixo da cama do meu irmão, que me pegará ao ficar em pé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não durmo sem fechar a porta do quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Acordo todo dia as 10:34 (nas férias)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ouço músicas no MP3 no volume 27 de 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Achava que a palavra carro tinha 4 letras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Como nutella igual a uma desesperada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Conto uma história de terror para minhas amigas ficarem com medo, mas sempre eu é quem acaba ficando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Tenho vontade de dar risada sempre que compro pipoca no cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sempre penso no que os famosos estão fazendo em cada minuto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Acho que vou morrer a cada tempestade de vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sentiram o nível-Q? Ok, o post é curto, mas espero que tenham gostado! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3384620563859776934?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3384620563859776934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/anormal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3384620563859776934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3384620563859776934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/anormal.html' title='Anormal'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9168880388127395273</id><published>2010-07-15T17:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T17:14:13.250-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agende-se'/><title type='text'>2° Temporada de Moda CH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TD9r1z1oOoI/AAAAAAAAA2w/9T3elh9EvAM/s1600/TEMPORADA+DE+MODA+CH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TD9r1z1oOoI/AAAAAAAAA2w/9T3elh9EvAM/s320/TEMPORADA+DE+MODA+CH.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estou parecendo uma agenda solitária&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; -Q&lt;/span&gt; porque só falo de coisas que vão passar e poeirinhas cósmicas à parte. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; não vim aqui pra falar de minha solidão -q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; A temporada de moda capricho vai voltar com a sua segunda temporada, &lt;b&gt;A partir do dia 8 de setembro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;quartas-feiras, às  21h, no Boomerang, reapresentações aos sábados, 20h.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;{nota mental: colar um post-it no monitor do computador com esses horários para não esquecer}&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; São 13 episódios sob o comando da redatora-chefe da CH &lt;b style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Adriana  Yoshida&lt;/b&gt;, que junto com um júri de peso, vai a ajudar a escolher  o/a grande vencedor/a.O prêmio será um estágio de seis meses na Revista Capricho &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~palmas~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas antes, a cada episódio, um dos 15 participantes será eliminado depois de  passar por avaliações e provas de moda e estilo. Pode ter até eliminação dupla. #tenso&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Os quinze participantes são: Alice Marinho, Carolina Carlessi, Daniel Mooney, Gabriela Freire,  Giovanna Grassi, Anna de Castro Martins, Hannah Epstein, Jessica  Shneider, Lisiane Alves, Lucas Boccalão, Maria Eduarda Zapelini, Sophia  Dias, Marina França, Murilo Mahler e Victor Moreira de Sousa. ~~&amp;gt; Eu não conheço ninguem mas beleza :s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9168880388127395273?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9168880388127395273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-temporada-de-moda-ch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9168880388127395273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9168880388127395273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-temporada-de-moda-ch.html' title='2° Temporada de Moda CH'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TD9r1z1oOoI/AAAAAAAAA2w/9T3elh9EvAM/s72-c/TEMPORADA+DE+MODA+CH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3857090638734679074</id><published>2010-07-12T15:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:48:52.384-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Teen Choice Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Voltei para falar que, após mil tentativas de achar o site do TCA, escrevendo Choice com 's', achei o site certo e vim aqui contar pra vocês ~palmas pra mim~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, o TCA esse ano vai ser dia &lt;b&gt;9 de agosto&lt;/b&gt;, num horário desconhecido para minha mente -q- e será transmitido pela &lt;b&gt;Fox&lt;/b&gt;. Tá, a partir de agora o post fica enorme, talvez você não queira ler tudo, ai você pode ir no &lt;a href="http://www.teenchoiceawards.com/" style="color: magenta;"&gt;site do TCA&lt;/a&gt; e votar -q &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ok, eu desisti de escrever aqui &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;todas&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; as pessoas e filmes que estão concorrendo, porque coé, são seis categorias, com pelos menos 15 critérios com uns cinco concorrentes em cada, é gente pra caramba *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Então não seja folgado, entra lá no site e vota *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;xxx mari &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3857090638734679074?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3857090638734679074/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/teen-choice-awards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3857090638734679074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3857090638734679074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/teen-choice-awards.html' title='Teen Choice Awards'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5703643045457800869</id><published>2010-07-12T15:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T15:30:29.761-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Clube do Esmalte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ooooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Abandonei vocês por um tempão, eu sei, e isso foi indigno :* &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; agora eu voltei e já tá tudo no lugar, vou voltar a postar etc e tal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não é tão novidade mais, mas o site da Revista Capricho tem um novo blog englobado lá: o Clube do Esmalte. Tá, quando eu ouvi que iriam fazer esse blog, achei a maior bobeira, inutilidade, mas ultimamente tenho sempre dado uma passada por lá. O blog é legal e interessante, dá pra perder uns minutos lendo lá. Eu achei que eles falariam só sobre as cores de esmaltes e marcas nacionais, mas não é só isso. Falam também de esmaltes de grife (que eu nem sabia que existia *-*), nail arts, outras técnicas pra desenhar na unha, e badulaques pra comprar, tudo relacionado à esmaltes e tal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pra quem quiser, &lt;a href="http://capricho.abril.com.br/blogs/clubedoesmalte/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;;-)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Já faz algum tempo, e essa mania de esmalte vem pegando todo mundo(até eu &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RISUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;). Há várias cores e formas de pintar as unhas, coisinhas pra grudar nelas, esmaltes cheirosos e mais um monte de outras coisas que são muito complexas para o meu entendimento.é.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Agora vou fazer propaganda: ENTRE VOCÊ TAMBÉM NESSA NOVA ONDA SUPIMPOSA -QQQNNNN *dorgas fazendo efeito*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; vou embora mimimi/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5703643045457800869?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5703643045457800869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/ooooi-dudes-abandonei-voces-por-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5703643045457800869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5703643045457800869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/ooooi-dudes-abandonei-voces-por-um.html' title='Clube do Esmalte'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4078113708062605660</id><published>2010-07-02T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T18:22:44.226-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitacos abafantes'/><title type='text'>Eliminado O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acho que todo brasileiro deve ter visto, o Brasil foi eliminado da Copa do Mundo pela &lt;strike&gt;maldita&lt;/strike&gt; Holanda, e acabou-se nosso sonho de hexa. é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sim, eu posso ter sempre vindo aqui e dito que não torcia muito pro Brasil e tals, mas &lt;strong&gt;coé&lt;/strong&gt;, sou brasileira e esse meu lado falou mais alto no jogo de hoje: fiquei very very sad e de mau humor hoje =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Agora vamos aos fatos que descobri no jogo de hoje:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Confundi o Julio Cesar, nosso goleiro, com a grama umas mil vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- A roupa dos goleiros é extremamente brega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Van Persie, jogador da Holanda, é consederávelmente bonito :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Robinho xingou muito no fim do jogo, &lt;strike&gt;e provavelmente xingará muito no twitter&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Culpado 1&lt;/strong&gt; pela tragédia de hoje: Mick Jagger - DUDE, o que você tava fazendo nesse jogo??? Seu pé frio desgraçado do inferno,&amp;nbsp;morra -NN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Culpado 2&lt;/strong&gt; pela tragédia de hoje: Felipe Melo. Frase que eu gostaria de dizer à ele: CARA, VOCÊ TEVE A MORAL DE FAZER UM GOL CONTRA NA COPA DO MUNDO E SER EXPULSO NA MESMA PARTIDA!!11!1one!11!one! TROFÉU ASNO DO ANO ETERNO PRA VOCÊ FELIPE MELO, - outro que vai ser assassinado ao voltar pro Brasil -q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Meu motivo de &lt;strong&gt;consolo&lt;/strong&gt; para a vitória da Holanda: bom, tá, a Holanda pode ter ganhado essa bagaça hoje, &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; com o aquecimento global, o nível do mar vai subir e a Holanda vai ficar de baixo d'água e todo mundo morre RIRAIRIAIRIA -q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Último fato: esse jogo foi &lt;em&gt;#tenso&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Agora, torcerei pro &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;U&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; ahazzar com a &lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;H&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: orange;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; na semi-final RIAIRAIRI -N BRIMKS, agora poderei dedicar todo meu amor de torcedora brasileira traira a Espanha, já que o &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B&lt;span style="background-color: lime; color: yellow;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="background-color: lime; color: yellow;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: lime; color: yellow;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: white;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; foram eliminados *cry* será que eu sou pé-frio??? NNNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;PS¹: a cor do uniforme do Uruguai é azul e branco né?? &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RISUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, se eu tiver errado vai ser muito &lt;em&gt;#fail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4078113708062605660?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4078113708062605660/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/eliminado-oo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4078113708062605660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4078113708062605660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/eliminado-oo.html' title='Eliminado O_O'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-594210633190142298</id><published>2010-07-01T17:04:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:54:27.819-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trailer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia no ar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>Trailer de Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Então, como todo mundo já deve estar sabendo, saiu o trailer de Harry Potter, e as Relíquias da Morte. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*surta*&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acho que ninguém deve saber, mais eu sou&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;muito&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;viciada em Harry Potter, e acho que vou ser daquelas fãs gordas e bregas que chora no último filme. é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não me julguem!!! Deixa eu explicar: quando eu comecei a ler Harry Potter, séculos atrás (sim, eu acabei todos os livros antes da quinta série, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;#tençuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;), eu fiquei completamente obcecada!! Juro, eu esperava que quando eu fizesse onze anos minha carta de convocação fosse chegar, &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; ela não chegou, ai eu ficava: OH NAO, EU SOU TROUXA!! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*chora sangue*&lt;/span&gt; N Atualmente, estou recuperada né? Depois de tanto tempo de psicólogo e terapias...N &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, não vou ficar aqui lançando nostalgia no ar e contando minhas lembranças de infância quando eu fazia minha poções e dava pros meus bichinhos de pelúcia. Vou poupar vocês, titia Mary é boazinha &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;. Ai vai o trailer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;[siim, eu sei que tem gente que acha que Harry Potter é coisa de nerd e tal, mas isso é uma coisa muito idiota de se achar, portanto, se você acha isso, você automaticamente é um idiota &lt;i&gt;NNNNNN brimks &lt;/i&gt;mas se você acha isso, eeern, está perdendo um filme &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;muito&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; &lt;/span&gt;bom, e está sendo um mongolão &lt;i&gt;#dica&lt;/i&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xyWYdUYrtWs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/xyWYdUYrtWs&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-594210633190142298?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/594210633190142298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/trailer-de-harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/594210633190142298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/594210633190142298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/trailer-de-harry-potter.html' title='Trailer de Harry Potter'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5438163553185165613</id><published>2010-07-01T14:34:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T14:34:49.402-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autores alheios'/><title type='text'>Sonhe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sonhe com aquilo que você quiser, vá para onde você queira ir, seja o que você quer ser. Porque você possui apenas uma vida e nela só temos uma chance de fazer aquilo que queremos. Tenha felicidade bastante para fazê-la doce, dificuldades para fazê-la forte, tristeza para fazê-la humana, e esperança suficiente para fazê-la feliz. As pessoas mais felizes não têm as melhores coisas, elas sabem fazer o melhor das oportunidades que aparecem em seus caminhos. A felicidade aparece para aqueles que choram, para aqueles que se machucam, para aqueles que buscam e tentam sempre, e para aqueles que reconhecem a importância das pessoas que passam por suas vidas. O futuro mais brilhante é baseado num passado intensamente vivido. Você só terá sucesso na vida quando perdoar os erros e as decepções do passado. A vida é curta, mas as emoções que podemos deixar duram uma eternidade. A vida não é de se brincar, porque em pleno dia se morre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;(Clarisse Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5438163553185165613?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5438163553185165613/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/sonhe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5438163553185165613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5438163553185165613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/sonhe.html' title='Sonhe.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3743503163644608595</id><published>2010-07-01T13:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:14:54.960-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escala de loucura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>Medo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LyIboZHDWTQ/SZM8uIwoywI/AAAAAAAAAwY/huR0KBIOLsM/s1600/menina-com-computador-thumb752347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LyIboZHDWTQ/SZM8uIwoywI/AAAAAAAAAwY/huR0KBIOLsM/s320/menina-com-computador-thumb752347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ontem a noite, aconteceu uma coisa totalmente louca! Eram umas 22:50 eu (Jah) e a Veh ficamos conversando no msn, quando eu disse que precisava desligar o pc e tals. Ok. Normal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Meus pais não estavam em casa. Meu irmão e a empregada estavam dormindo. Apenas eu estava acordada. Escovando os dentes. Sozinha. Era um silêncio total. Só se ouviam&amp;nbsp;as patinhas&amp;nbsp;de um Golden Retriver no andar de cima.&amp;nbsp;Para os que não sabem, eu tenho&amp;nbsp;pavor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt; de escuro! Parem de rir. Enfim, comecei a&amp;nbsp;me sentir sozinha. Ter alucinações-Q&amp;nbsp;Liguei o msn de novo e a Veh ainda estava lá. Contei à ela o que estava acontecendo. Então, ela me aconselhou a fazer o seguinte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;- Antes de apagar a luz do banheiro, iria até meu quarto, acendia a luz, voltava, apagava a luz do banheiro, deitava na cama e com o PÉ, sim com o PÉ, apagava a luz do quarto! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Obviamente, iria fazer o que ela tinha dito, mas ainda me faltava coragem! Quando finalmente segui tudo que havia me dito, peguei o meu celular e liguei para o celular dela! Começamos a conversar, eu ainda estava com medo, por mais constrangedor que pareça, Verônica começou a rir da minha cara e me deu um outro conselho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;- Vá até a sala de televisão, ligue a televisão e fique vendo até seus pais chegarem e você fala o porque estava acordada até tarde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Novamente, fiz o que ela disse. Assisti Sunny Entre Estrelas. Ri um POUCO. Estava cansada. Fui para cama e dormi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Um dia negarei que fiz isso. Um dia, negarei que tive medo disso. Um dia darei muita risada disso. Um dia terei mais uma história para contar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3743503163644608595?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3743503163644608595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3743503163644608595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3743503163644608595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/07/medo.html' title='Medo?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LyIboZHDWTQ/SZM8uIwoywI/AAAAAAAAAwY/huR0KBIOLsM/s72-c/menina-com-computador-thumb752347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7820339109777317731</id><published>2010-06-30T16:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T16:12:36.280-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooooi dudes!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ENTÃO, como devem ter percebido &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ou não,&lt;/span&gt; estou de férias, uhuuu, viva e tudo mais, EU SEI (yn) (yn) (yn)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; BUT, como eu havia previsto &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(mãe diná, oi? -q)&lt;/span&gt; hoje mesmo, eu comecei a pensar sobre o que postaria aqui e nada! Isso mesmo, nada! Nenhuma idéia, nenhum post bom, nenhum tema &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;útil&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; menos inútil ):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Pensarei too much hoje, respirarei fundo algumas vezes &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(porque segundo minha professora de ciências &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;que passou lição de férias,&lt;/span&gt; isso oxigena o cerebro -q)&lt;/span&gt; e, se Deus quiser N e se eu pensar em algo razoável ou aceitavelmente bom, eu volto (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;beeeijo e boas férias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;PS: se você ainda não está de férias....HAHA se ferrou!! NNNN espero que as suas férias chegem logo, seriously (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7820339109777317731?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7820339109777317731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7820339109777317731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7820339109777317731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8438919080624798678</id><published>2010-06-27T15:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:04:24.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>fico devendo *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nos próximos dias, aproximadamente nos três próximos dias, acho que ficarei devendo postagens úteis a vocês. Com a aproximação das férias, minha cabeça tem estado à mil, tenho umas mil idéias de postagens pra cá, mas acho que quando eu finalmente entrar de férias, quando eu finalmente tiver tempo pra postar, acho que não vai sair nada que preste. :X &amp;nbsp;Entao, nesses três próximos dias, não vou postar nada, esperem até julho (: &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &amp;nbsp; (yn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8438919080624798678?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8438919080624798678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fico-devendo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8438919080624798678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8438919080624798678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fico-devendo.html' title='fico devendo *-*'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7340919189859368612</id><published>2010-06-23T15:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:55:44.618-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>Descobertas Recentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hoje ainda é quarta, então feria meu pitaco sobre a copa depois Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se você está lendo isso, provavelmente não é cego e reparou que mudamos o layout do blog,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; NEAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? Então você pode nos contar o que achou na enquete aqui do lado ~~&amp;gt; e nós ficaremos so so so happy :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Essa semana, até agora, foi de muito progresso para a minha pessoa, e como sou muito lecau, vim compartilhar convosco minhas descobertas *-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1. aquele jogo da velha # se chama sustenido :O sim, ele tem um nome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2. Mila, é apelido do nome Camila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3. cães são parentes dos lobos '-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;4. se fala&lt;i&gt; de&lt;/i&gt; Gana, e não &lt;i&gt;da&lt;/i&gt; Gana *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;5. eu tenho prova de educação fisica na sexta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;6. sexta tem jogo do brasil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;OOOHH, MINHA VIDA FAZ SENTIDO AGORA! *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;#reflitam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7340919189859368612?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7340919189859368612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/descobertas-recentes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7340919189859368612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7340919189859368612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/descobertas-recentes.html' title='Descobertas Recentes'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-661750972799091372</id><published>2010-06-22T20:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T20:39:26.100-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>Agora é a hora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TCFIP42iv9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/4tkoevsJCjg/s1600/KURT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TCFIP42iv9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/4tkoevsJCjg/s200/KURT.jpg" width="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;...de deixar as coisas confusas,&lt;br /&gt;para escrever linhas que não façam sentido.&lt;i&gt;(Kurt Cobain, Nirvana)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As vezes o certo nem sempre é o melhor. As vezes, precisamos esquecer a boa educação e agir total e completamente por impuso. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-661750972799091372?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/661750972799091372/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/agora-e-hora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/661750972799091372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/661750972799091372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/agora-e-hora.html' title='Agora é a hora...'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TCFIP42iv9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/4tkoevsJCjg/s72-c/KURT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-349261251508619999</id><published>2010-06-21T17:56:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T17:57:39.389-03:00</updated><title type='text'>completando ;;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;OBS ~~&amp;gt; completando o post abaixo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu achei uma &lt;i&gt;#putafaltadesacanagem&lt;/i&gt; a expulsão do Kaká no jogo do Brasil porque os elefantes enormes e gigantescos da Costa do Marfim bateram na gente -?- o jogo todo e não revidamos, ai quando o Kaká fica &lt;strike&gt;revoltz &lt;/strike&gt;rebelde e dá uma mega cotovelada no meio da idéia do senhor parede da áfrica, o juiz foi lá e expulsou o coitado -do Kaká.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;por isso..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;VOU XINGAR MUITO NO TWITTER&lt;/b&gt; -#dica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;tá, agora eu vou, bjs mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-349261251508619999?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/349261251508619999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/completando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/349261251508619999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/349261251508619999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/completando.html' title='completando ;;/'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7538974341008661116</id><published>2010-06-21T16:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T16:31:32.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sumemo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi braz&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;ilians -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como eu já disse, curti esse negócio de comentar sobre a copa, então, cá estou eu de novo N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tava passando o jogo da espanha e eu estava assistindo,&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #c27ba0;"&gt;claro só pra ver o Fernando Torres, mas isso é detalhe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, eu sou muito inconstante e isso me irrita, BUT voltei a torcer ~um pouco~ pro brasil, que jogou melhor no domingo. Se eles tivessem jogado com essa ~raça~Q no jogo com a Coreia do Norte, teria sido goleada e #brazilianpower&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Então vamos aos times-que-eu-estou-torcendo-nessa-copa:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1. Inglaterra- estou quase me arrependendo. recado aos ingleses: JOGUEM-BOLA!!! seus maricas, vocês que inventaram esse negócio de futebol e vão perder??? Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;2. Brasil: TÁ, admito, sou patriota, GO GO GO BRASIL -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;3. Espanha: &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;fernando torres,&lt;strike&gt; dã&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;E no final, tudo acaba em pizza N, em 2014 tem outra copa e vai virar o tempo da vingança '-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7538974341008661116?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7538974341008661116/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/sumemo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7538974341008661116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7538974341008661116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/sumemo.html' title='sumemo!'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4206361826921063767</id><published>2010-06-19T22:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:15:44.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e ai?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TB1rdSAPwDI/AAAAAAAAA2g/RJGIIeZZFXs/s1600/110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TB1rdSAPwDI/AAAAAAAAA2g/RJGIIeZZFXs/s320/110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;bora pro cinema? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4206361826921063767?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4206361826921063767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/pro-cinema-xxx-mari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4206361826921063767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4206361826921063767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/pro-cinema-xxx-mari.html' title='e ai?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TB1rdSAPwDI/AAAAAAAAA2g/RJGIIeZZFXs/s72-c/110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9054856648476289859</id><published>2010-06-18T16:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:55:32.189-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><title type='text'>Absurdo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tudo bem, eu já estava até me conformando, mas quando eu vi que horas são e percebi o tempo em que fiquei estudando em plena SEXTA FEIRA, eu me toquei que isso é um absurdo. O quê que é um absurdo? Simples. Prova de sábado. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*som de trovão*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu, pessoalmente, acho um saco essas provas de sábado! Pensa, você já estuda que nem lok durante a semana -ok, durante a semana tá certo-&amp;nbsp; e agora tem que estudar sexta feira, que é o único dia de paz que eu tenho, para uma prova sábado. Sábado de manha. De manhã cedo. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[WTH?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; E ainda por cima, sábado você fica recuperando seu cérebro da semana, pra depois, passar o domingo fazendo pilhas de lições de casa.é =*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok, fiquei deprimida, vou lá voltar pro meu estudo de espanhol &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~chora~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ADIOS -n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9054856648476289859?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9054856648476289859/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/absurdo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9054856648476289859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9054856648476289859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/absurdo.html' title='Absurdo!!'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-280298462763921819</id><published>2010-06-17T20:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:54:56.935-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>ouvindo loucamente: The Maine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Abafei super no meu último post, então esse aqui acho que será um pouco mais útil :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ouvi uma amiga comentando sobre eles, resolvi ouvir e amei na hora. O nome deles? The Maine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu já tinha até visto umas fotos, não dava absolutamente nada pra eles, mas vale a pena ouvir.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBq2FqRLQYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1I5whVHWU5o/s1600/themaine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBq2FqRLQYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1I5whVHWU5o/s320/themaine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A banda foi formada em Phoenix, em 2007 enquanto a maioria de seus  membros ainda estavam cursando o ensino médio, eles transformaram suas  influências de bandas de rock dos anos 90 em um genérico, mas  contagiante som de pop-punk. A banda assinou contrato com a Fearless  Records e lançou seu EP conceitual de cinco faixas, The Way We Talk, em  2007. Em 2008 a banda lançou seu álbum “Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop”. O nome The Maine surgiu a partir de uma música chamada "Coast of Maine"  do Ivory, que é uma das influências musicais da banda. Atualmente a banda está fazendo a versão Deluxe do álbum Can't Stop,  Won't Stop, que virá com um documentário digital chamado "In Person", e  tem o lançamento dia 14 de Julho &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;[meu niver -qq]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nos Estados Unidos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Integrantes: John O'Callaghan - vocal / Kennedy Brock - guitarra e vocal / Jared Monaco - guitarra / Garrett Nickelsen - baixo / Pat Kirch - bateria&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kXXauRBuHbU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/kXXauRBuHbU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" 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="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sim, o clipe é terrivelmente podre, mas escutem a música =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A primeira música que eu ouvi foi Ho Ho Hopefully, a do vídeo aqui em cima, mas tem outras que eu gostei bastante e recomendo super são Growing Up, I Love You e Time To Go ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-280298462763921819?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/280298462763921819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouvindo-loucamente-maine.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/280298462763921819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/280298462763921819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/ouvindo-loucamente-maine.html' title='ouvindo loucamente: The Maine'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBq2FqRLQYI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1I5whVHWU5o/s72-c/themaine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2567459454299342167</id><published>2010-06-17T20:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:44:06.858-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitacos abafantes'/><title type='text'>curti, brazilians, curti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;OOOI BRAZILIANS -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Então, eu curti esse negócio de vir aqui e dar pitaco sobre a copa, vou fazer sempre até a copa acabar &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;RISUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Como todos devem estar sabendo &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;#ounão&lt;/span&gt; amanha tem jogo da Inglaterra com algum time que eu esqueci qual é &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt; e eu realmente espero que o &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; não repita aquele frango horrível ou qualquer outra variação aviaria dele. é &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Domingo tem jogo do &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, contra ~acho~ a costa do marfim, e quer saber? Eu acho que o Brasil perde &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; O joguin de terça foi muito morno, e tivemos a ~moral~ de deixar a Coréia do Norte fazer gol &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;#faail&lt;/span&gt; CURTI DAR PALPITES, mais um: acho que até o fim da copa, o Messi morre &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;X-X&lt;/span&gt; juro, fazem umas faltas #tensas em cima dele, não sei como ainda não quebrou no meio com aqueles 1,70inha que ele tem &lt;b&gt;U-U&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;#mistériosdameianoite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Outra coisa: eu acho que os ~grande~ da copa só estão decepcionando, pelo menos até agora: Espanha PERDEU, Itália empatou, França perdeu, e Brasil ganhou, mas poderia ter jogado infinitamente melhor...só sobrou a Argentina, que ganhou. Portando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;GO GO GO &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;A&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="background-color: cyan; color: white;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; -nnnnnnn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu vim aqui tentando escrever alguma coisa, mas acho que nem deu &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;me deixem achar que abafei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;1bj, mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2567459454299342167?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2567459454299342167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/oficial-n.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2567459454299342167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2567459454299342167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/oficial-n.html' title='curti, brazilians, curti'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9209590767789213339</id><published>2010-06-17T18:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:19:26.470-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Para sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBz70ikICEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PTaYGecMSfU/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBz70ikICEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PTaYGecMSfU/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Mari, Veh e eu, no Niver de 10 ou 11 anos da Very's!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Acordei hoje com um sono do cão. Não queria levantar. Muito menos me trocar. Queria colocar qualquer roupa. E não vestir o uniforme da escola. Apenas acordar. Abrir os olhos e sonhar. Tomar café com leite. Sem nenhuma pressa. Esquecer, por um segundo, de tudo. Convidar uma amiga para fofocar. Rir. Chorar. Desabafar. Ou ao menos, assistir televisão. Embaixo das cobertas. Dormir. Sonhar. Uma menina de cabelos cacheados. Morena.&amp;nbsp;Correndo.&amp;nbsp;Feliz. Havia duas amigas. Com cabelos curtos. Morenos. Se escondendo. Sorrindo. Que, juntas, as três, não queriam mais nada. Apenas curtir o momento. Para nunca mais esquecer. Está escuro agora. Precisam ir embora. Se despedem. E se vão. Talvez nunca mais se vejam. Mas sabem que se amam. Pois são melhores amigas. Tiveram a melhor infância que qualquer garota poderia ter. Acordo. E me lembro. Que essas três meninas, um dia, foram pequenas. Que colocavam qualquer roupa. Sonhavam. Não sabiam de nada. Nem tinham lição. Conversavam todo dia. Riam por tudo. Precisam uma da outra, para viver. Hoje, escrevem um blog. Se falam todo dia. Riem toda hora. Desabafam algumas vezes. E falam: "Te amo muito" a cada minuto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9209590767789213339?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9209590767789213339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/para-sempre.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9209590767789213339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9209590767789213339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/para-sempre.html' title='Para sempre'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBz70ikICEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/PTaYGecMSfU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7103381344157033296</id><published>2010-06-15T17:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:15:11.416-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>Mãe Diná N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;OOOOI BRASILEIROS -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cara, eu ainda estou meio rouca de tanto que eu gritei, BUT ok. Na verdade não fazem nem dez minutos que o jogo acabou, e eu só vim aqui pra lhes contar que descobri meu dom interior mágico de prever o futuro &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*um minuto de silêncio*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Quem teve a felicidade de ler o último post viu que eu achei que o resultado do jogo sério #BRA 2x1 #PRK (que eu descobri ser a Coreia do Norte =*) e eu acerteeeei! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~PALMAS, PORQUE EU MEREÇO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; N&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu achei o goleiro da Coréia meio gay, principalmente porque ele tava usando uma calça pra não congelar...tadinho &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;N&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ninguém precisava saber disso =*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, eu realmente estou dividida entre Inglaterra e Brasil....'-' KSOPAKSOPAKSOPKA Se o Brasil sair, eu torço pra Inglaterra, se a Inglaterra sair, eu torço pro Brasil, e se os dois de enfrentarem.....AH SEI LÁ, eu ponho nas mãos do papai do céu &lt;i&gt;#oremos -q&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu só vim aqui mesmo me achar a rainha das adivinhações e pra falar &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/taytorswift13/status/16251039124" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;que a taylor swift não é tão santinha&lt;/a&gt;....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;RIRAIRIAIRA idiota né? anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7103381344157033296?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7103381344157033296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/mae-dina-n.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7103381344157033296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7103381344157033296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/mae-dina-n.html' title='Mãe Diná N'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3431880552180030295</id><published>2010-06-15T15:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:15:25.310-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><title type='text'>Vuvuzelando -QQQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;OOI GALERË -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Já tá todo mundo linds com a blusa do &lt;b style="color: yellow;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;? Eu não, sou revoltz revoltada e não to torcendo...por isso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; GO GO GO CORÉIA &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;NNN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Anyway, eu acho que o povin que foi convocado pelo Dunga estão se achando muito divos e absolutos, quero que a Coréia &lt;strike&gt;e seu time de varetas&lt;/strike&gt; marque um golzinho pelo menos, nem que seja anulado &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Q&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Só pra dar um clima tenso, saca?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Cara, eu bem que estou tentando escrever alguma coisa aqui, mas meu vizinho tá vuvuzelando (le-se: tocando aquela &lt;strike style="background-color: white; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;merda&lt;/strike&gt; praga chamada vuvuzela) desde que eu cheguei. POR FAVOR, ALGUEM PODE TIRAR O BRINQUEDINHO DELE? Grata desde já U-U&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Esse jogo tá afetando meu cérebro, &lt;i&gt;fato&lt;/i&gt;. Eu estou apresentando sintomas dautônicos(?) e, SÉRIO, tô vendo tudo em verde e amarelo! &lt;b&gt;*corre em circulos*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Vocês não tem idéia do &lt;i&gt;HELL&lt;/i&gt; que foi minha escola hoje!!! Tava &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;everybody&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt; de camiseta da seleção, e eu quis me matar porque eu não tinha uma, SE BEM QUE eu vou torcer pela Inglaterra, então não tem &lt;i&gt;problems&lt;/i&gt; '-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Expatriota? Eu?? Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Caaaaaaaara, vocês viram o frango do &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; no jogo contra EUA? *cry* eu vi no &lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black;"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; e lancei uma teoria super válida: &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; = verde = grama = molhada = escorrega = frango = #FAIL mas relaxem, eu já xinguei muito no twitter N &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sacaram? QQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; OK, eu tenho mais coisas pra fazer ~inclusive fazer pipoca, mas não se procupem, nao vou queimar hoje~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; BUT, vamos as apostas! '-' eu acho que o jogo vai ser #BRA 2x1 #COR &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~pera, #COR? corithians?? NN ~&lt;/span&gt; ou #BRA 1x0 #COR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; risus, whatever, é só isso pessoas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3431880552180030295?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3431880552180030295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/vuvuzelando-qqq.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3431880552180030295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3431880552180030295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/vuvuzelando-qqq.html' title='Vuvuzelando -QQQ'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-680365057868469028</id><published>2010-06-14T17:07:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:15:44.789-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Aleatórios '-'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oi galerë do brasil &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-q copa do mundo, oi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, obviamente já estou surtada com a ideia de férias, vocês não sabem o quanto eu preciso disso. Bom, eu não tenho muita coisa pra falar, então falaremos de assuntos aleatórios &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-[WTF?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;COPA DO MUNDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;alok, já tá todo mundo surtando, mas eu, como sempre, dei azar e nem vou perder aula por causa dos jogos da &lt;strike&gt;pátria amada&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;TUMBLR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; ok, agora que Tom Flétxi e Déni Djonês entraram na modinha, tá todo mundo seguindo, inclusive &lt;a href="http://mariannaingegneri.tumblr.com/"&gt;eu&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://verodrigues.tumblr.com/"&gt;verys&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.jahmorelli.tumblr.com/"&gt;jade&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;fatos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;//&lt;i style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;é claro que o meu é o mais lecau mimimi/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;MINHA PIPOCA DE MICROONDAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;: eu consegui queima-lá *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ROCK IN RIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: nem preciso dizer que senti uma invejinha bem &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;pequena&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; do povo que mora em Madrid e Lisboa// e o méquiflai estavam lá então minha inveja aumentou um pouquinho assim&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ead1dc; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; HMM temos mais assuntos aleatórios? Mais algum vicio? Babado? Novidade? Anything? -qq&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-680365057868469028?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/680365057868469028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/necessario-q.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/680365057868469028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/680365057868469028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/necessario-q.html' title='Aleatórios &apos;-&apos;'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7595071851745475086</id><published>2010-06-14T13:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T14:04:34.983-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Infância ='[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZX0xwFwYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/u915AI7ssJM/s1600/Crian%C3%A7as.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZX0xwFwYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/u915AI7ssJM/s320/Crian%C3%A7as.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hoje, eu estava lembrando do que eu fazia na minha infância! Como: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Colecionar "TAZOS"(?) que vinham dentro dos pacotes de salgadinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Assistia "Sítio do Pica - Pau Amarelo". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Colecionar pontas de lápis, a Mah, por exemplo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;quando estudávamos juntas, sempre trazia potinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;para pegar as pontas de lápis que quebravam tão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;facilmente! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Brincava de "soco, soco, bate, bate"/ vaca amarela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Assistia teletubbies antes de ir para&amp;nbsp;a escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Os boatos em que não se podia tomar coca-cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;light e mentos de menta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Pulava corda com 2, ao invés de uma, igual ao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;filme "JUMP IN"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Tocava a campainha da casa dos outros e saía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;correndo =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Apertava todos os botões do elevador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Brincava de polícia e ladrão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;-Molhava o cabelo da Barbie na piscina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hoje não posso mais fazer nada disso *revoltada*. Apenas estudo para as provas e trabalhos. Nunca mais desci para brincar, andar de bicicleta, patins *cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;É isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7595071851745475086?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7595071851745475086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/infancia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7595071851745475086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7595071851745475086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/infancia.html' title='Infância =&apos;['/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZX0xwFwYI/AAAAAAAAA1I/u915AI7ssJM/s72-c/Crian%C3%A7as.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5491512005938166529</id><published>2010-06-14T13:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:55:17.599-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>FikDik - Outra série</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Queria deixar uma dica de uma outra série, chamada "Friends" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZPmICQIQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7ZxQU083-co/s1600/el8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZPmICQIQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7ZxQU083-co/s200/el8.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A série fala sobre&amp;nbsp;seis amigos inseparáveis no bairro de Greenwich Village, em Nova Iorque. Em todos os episódios vemos absurdas situações de Rachel, Ross, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe e Joey. Esses personagens fizeram dessa série de comédia, a melhor de todos os tempos. Muita gente se identifica e já passaram pelas mesmas situações. Além de tudo tem um ótimo roteiro de humor e sabe lidar com romance e drama na dose certa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;É isso, assitam a série pelo canal Warner Bros, da TV acabo ou pelo site &lt;a href="http://www.intertainer.com.br/"&gt;http://www.intertainer.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jah; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5491512005938166529?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5491512005938166529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fikdik-outra-serie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5491512005938166529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5491512005938166529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fikdik-outra-serie.html' title='FikDik - Outra série'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBZPmICQIQI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7ZxQU083-co/s72-c/el8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-2286576079903578222</id><published>2010-06-12T22:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T22:25:24.073-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>sofri, é</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Todo mundo sabe que hoje é dia dos namorados e tal. Mas pra mim, foi a festa junina da escola mesmo ~palmas~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, a festa junina, nas escolas principalmente, é uma ótima ocasião para diversos fatos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQzKYPB55I/AAAAAAAAA04/s_chI6jVWsM/s1600/88440.1_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQzKYPB55I/AAAAAAAAA04/s_chI6jVWsM/s320/88440.1_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- ir com aquelas roupas bregas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- não ir com roupas bregas e destoar da maioria&amp;nbsp; '-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ficar com os pés ferrados por causa da bota ou sei lá o que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- comer besteira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- morrer de consciência pesada por ter comido besteira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- derrubar o vinho quente de uma mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- despertar a fúria dessa mesma mulher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- sair correndo dessa mesma mulher ainda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- cair nas arquibancadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ou cair no pátio mesmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ou ainda, cair na escada, o que é pior e não aconselhável &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- receber correio elegante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- nao receber correio elegante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ficar de mau humor por nao ter ganhado correio elegante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ter que dançar aquelas musiquinhas chatas e bregas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ter que ouvir dois caras amadores e cafonas cantando sertenajo all the time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- aguentar mau humor das tiazinhas do pastel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- ter um monte de pirralho estourando biribinha (?) nos seus pés&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- estourar biribinhas (?) nos pés do pirralhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- tentar entrar clandestinamente na cama elástica para menos de 9 anos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- morrer de frio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- comer mais um pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;- e infinitas outras coisas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; aproveitem crianças *-*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-2286576079903578222?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/2286576079903578222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/sofri-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2286576079903578222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/2286576079903578222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/sofri-e.html' title='sofri, é'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQzKYPB55I/AAAAAAAAA04/s_chI6jVWsM/s72-c/88440.1_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1774283677503802591</id><published>2010-06-12T20:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:55:57.234-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>aprovo e recomendo - série</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estou sem nada pra postar, vou recomendar mais um série em que eu fiquei viciada -Q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como eu já acabei The Vampire Diares, e a segunda temporada só volta em setembro, eu precisei arrumar alguma coisa pra fazer *-* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Gossip Girls, meu novo vicio, não fala de nada de muito útil, mas vicia do mesmo jeito:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQT_SVr-RI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ZxgleeDV1fU/s1600/GGGGGG.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQT_SVr-RI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ZxgleeDV1fU/s200/GGGGGG.JPG" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Manhattan... Escola de adolescentes ricos, poucas coisas reais das quais  ocupar-se e todo o tempo do mundo para explorar as tentações que a  cidade de Nova lorque pode oferecer. O ambiente perfeito para o império  da intriga, dos comentários mal-intencionados e os boatos. Dos mesmos  produtores de The O.C. Gossip Girl, baseada nas famosas narrativas de  Cecily von Ziegesar, que conta a vida de um grupo de jovens milionários  através dos olhos de uma bloger que sabe tudo o que acontece em suas  vidas, e que é ávida por descobrir e expor qualquer escândalo. Desse  modo, acabamos sabendo tudo sobre a intensa rivalidade que há entre  Serena e Blair, triângulos amorosos, amigos e inimigos, e tudo o que as  mensagens de texto dos celulares podem revelar... Tudo isso a partir da  volta repentina de Serena a Manhattan, depois de exilar-se, por vontade  própria, em um internato."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; IAI? Sentiram o drama? -qqqq '-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; É isso, vocês podem assistir por &lt;a href="http://www.intertainer.com.br/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=122:series-online-gossip-girl&amp;amp;catid=41:series&amp;amp;Itemid=66" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;esse site&lt;/a&gt;, ou em um canal de tv que eu nao sei o nome :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1774283677503802591?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1774283677503802591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fikdik-serie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1774283677503802591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1774283677503802591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/fikdik-serie.html' title='aprovo e recomendo - série'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQT_SVr-RI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ZxgleeDV1fU/s72-c/GGGGGG.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6366531251565756275</id><published>2010-06-12T19:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T19:43:04.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz? -q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQM2OgX4eI/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAZyyZs-G8o/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQM2OgX4eI/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAZyyZs-G8o/s320/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Feliz Dia Dos Namorados ;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;maaas, se você não namora....&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FyHVQT8aIBM" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;clica &lt;/a&gt;;-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6366531251565756275?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6366531251565756275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/feliz-q.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6366531251565756275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6366531251565756275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/feliz-q.html' title='Feliz? -q'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBQM2OgX4eI/AAAAAAAAA0o/oAZyyZs-G8o/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-135961568597750547</id><published>2010-06-11T17:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:17:23.654-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>who?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBKV-yJgfPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dts85jDTtBQ/s1600/60132916_1276162259_Mask_Your_Fears_by_Sariphina_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBKV-yJgfPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dts85jDTtBQ/s320/60132916_1276162259_Mask_Your_Fears_by_Sariphina_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Todo mundo se perde nessa obsessão de descobrir quem é, não há excessão. E quer saber? Eu acho que talvez ninguém nunca consiga. Ou quem sabe chegue perto. É uma tarefa impossível resumir uma pessoa em palavras. Quer dizer, ninguém é sempre, o tempo todo, uma coisa só. Estamos sempre mudando, tudo nos influencia e nos faz mudar. Nunca consegui me definir, e creio que nunca conseguirei. Depende do dia, depende do tempo, depende de hora, depende de quem, eu sempre mudo algo em mim, por menor que seja, mas sei que sempre sou eu. Acho que se conseguir dizer que sou tal coisa, é aqui que realmente serei. Se realmente quiser me tornar algo, acho que realmente me tornarei. Mas penso que isso tirará a graça. Tirará a graça da vida, e daquilo que buscamos, do mistério que sempre é e será o dia seguinte. Não dá para simplesmente &lt;i&gt;só&lt;/i&gt; sermos nós mesmos um pouco, sem nos preocupar com mais nada, &lt;i&gt;só para variar&lt;/i&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-135961568597750547?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/135961568597750547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/who.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/135961568597750547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/135961568597750547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/who.html' title='who?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TBKV-yJgfPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/dts85jDTtBQ/s72-c/60132916_1276162259_Mask_Your_Fears_by_Sariphina_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1262518355344518257</id><published>2010-06-09T19:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:01:13.040-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Olha, quer saber?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Dane-se que a Jade já postou isso hoje mesmo, vou fazer o post dos videos anyway QQ sorrys jade, não é culpa sua que você sabe ler mentes N &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;=* vamos começar de novo? vamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estou sem nada para fazer, vim recomendar algumas musiquinhas chatas #ounao que não sai da minha cabeça esses dias, e tem atrapalho terrivelmente meus estudos. é&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Owl City -Fireflies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/psuRGfAaju4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/psuRGfAaju4&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;David Guetta ft. Kid Cudi - Memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lRqD5HY9PJo&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/lRqD5HY9PJo&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Edward Maya - Stero Love&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mSf5FxusgzE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/mSf5FxusgzE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;(o video é meio podre =S)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Cobra Starship - Hot Mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AXBFun0ijYQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/AXBFun0ijYQ&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;xxxx mari =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1262518355344518257?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1262518355344518257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/olha-quer-saber-dane-se-que-jade-ja.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1262518355344518257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1262518355344518257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/olha-quer-saber-dane-se-que-jade-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9184486109666403286</id><published>2010-06-09T19:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T19:01:51.109-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link'/><title type='text'>no stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, estive pensando que os adultos de hoje em dia são muito estressados...QQ ok, depois dessa frase cliche eu sei que vocês estão pensando sériamente em clicar em voltar, eu sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas até que é verdade, e nós estamos indo para o mesmo caminho!! O-O Todo mundo se estressa por tudo, xinga, fuma e estressa, e isso não é bom para a pele! Sério, sabia que isso dá rugas? Eu não quero envelhecer mimimi/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tá, esse post está ficando uma droga, talvez eu pense em algo melhor, já que a Jade roubou minha idéia....HSUAHSUAH sorry jah -q&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hmm então tá, não vou enxer o saco de vocês enquanto eu penso... Já que eu não tenho postado nada útil ultimamente, vocês podem perder tempo no &lt;a href="http://onlyonestreet.tumblr.com/" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;meu tumblr&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9184486109666403286?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9184486109666403286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-stress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9184486109666403286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9184486109666403286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-stress.html' title='no stress'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-1861852843663641053</id><published>2010-06-09T17:27:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:55:19.505-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#musicmonday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><title type='text'>#Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Esses dias que fiquei sem postar, foi porque eu ficava me perguntando: "Sobre o que postar no blog?" e até agora não me veio nada na cabeça!&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*pensando* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ahh&amp;nbsp;lembram que&amp;nbsp;a Mari ficava em carregada de postar a #MusicMonday &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;- é assim que se escreve? - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esses dias, ela me falou sobre uma música muito fofa, chamada CrushCrushCrush do Paramore! (que eu estou ~literalmente~ apaixonada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ei8hPkyJ0bU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/ei8hPkyJ0bU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Acho que vocês devem conhecer os "Cobra Starchip", então aí vai uma música ~muito legal~ deles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H_3xgMsFxmA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/H_3xgMsFxmA&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hum...acho que estou sem idéias...Mas ei! esperem! Pode ser que eu tenha mais idéias ainda hoje! &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*isso foi muito inútil...whatever*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Um beiju gustuso!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jah;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-1861852843663641053?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/1861852843663641053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1861852843663641053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/1861852843663641053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing.html' title='#Nothing'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-824698855611473605</id><published>2010-06-07T21:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:43:57.848-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ataques repentinos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>#vicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ok, esses dias nem tenho postado muito, li o livro e vi o filme do Percy Jackson e estou meio alienada desde então &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-QQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Juro, o filme é muuuito bom, recomendo super e tal, mas eu já fiz um post pra isso, eu sei. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;:x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, quem já leu meu minúsculo-quase-inexistente-post-abaixo percebeu que eu descobri que faltam 23 dias para as férias &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;~palmas~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Vocês não tem idéia do quanto eu quero essas férias!! Sabe, com esse frio, já pensou que linda e romântica &lt;strike&gt;sena &lt;/strike&gt;cena? Eu, toda feliz e linda tomando chocolate quente numa lareira crepitante, com floquinhos de neve caindo na janela...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;QQ *acorda marianna, calabok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tá, eu admito, esqueci o que vim postar aqui...Então vamos a mais uma listinha &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;*Coisas para fazer enquanto as férias não chegam:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; Estude. Sério. Você não vai querer estudar nas férias não é? Imagine a cena: você, plena quarta feira de férias, todo o povo saindo, e você trancado/a em casa, estudando! aah, por favor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; Olhe bem, fique atento a todos os detalhes de seus professores para não morrer de saudades depois N&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; Planeje as coisas que você vai fazer nas férias para não perder tempo quando elas chegaram. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; Durma cedo, isso vai fazer os dias passarem mais rápido *-* já foi testado, fato.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; Faça dieta para poder dar alok e só comer porcaria nas férias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~e, é claro, as coisas de sempre~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; leia um livro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; melhor, leia o blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; assista TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; estude mais um pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; tome banho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; durma, mesmo que bem pouco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; tire fotos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; ou tente tirar fotos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; vá ao parque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; brinque com seus irmãos/ãs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; assista bananas de pijamas, ouvi dizer que estão reprisando no tv cultura QQQNNN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; você pode assistir, então, a temporada de Gossip Girls ou qualquer outra série,&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.intertainer.com.br/index.php/series.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;clicando aqui &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&lt;/b&gt; não, mentira, você não pode assistir essas coisas, você tem que estudar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Tá, chega, isso está ficando decadente. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari (yn) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-824698855611473605?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/824698855611473605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/vicious.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/824698855611473605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/824698855611473605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/vicious.html' title='#vicious'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-691155083227718043</id><published>2010-06-02T16:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:46:02.497-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lembranças'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>Procura-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAauAfTXYLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/tdUZecFNgxs/s1600/tumblr_l2g8fjdFty1qb31vdo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAauAfTXYLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/tdUZecFNgxs/s320/tumblr_l2g8fjdFty1qb31vdo1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, quando eu era pequena, eu era meio vagamente viciada nas princesas da disney. É. Eu e todas as meninas da minha sala. Era uma coisa fófis, a gente brincava de fingir que cada uma era uma princesa e tal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agora o tempo passou, nós crescemos. É estranho isso porque meio que fazemos de conta que aqueles tempos não existiram. Que nenhuma de nós ficava correndo com uma caneta na mão fingindo ser a fada madrinha, ou mordia a maça e se jogava no chão. Ou ainda ficava andando pulando com as pernas grudadas como se nao tivesse pernas, e sim uma cauda(?). É estranho porque nós simplesmente os ignoramos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acho meio absurdo eu perguntar para minha irmã sobre o rei leao e ela me dizer que nunca ouvir falar. Cara, aqui marcou minha infancia, como ela não conhece?- e coisas assim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Não acho que contos de fadas e uma vida de fantasias seja coisa de gente boba ou retardada. Muito menos infantil. Aquelas coisas que fizeram parte de nossa infancia não podem ser esquecidas. Afinal, são nossas memórias, nossas experiencias, nossas ideias e pensamentos. Tudo, na minha infancia pelo menos, girava em torno dessas fantasias. Eu acordava e dormia pensando naquilo. E tenho certeza de que esse foi o passado de muita gente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Realmente não entendo porque as pessoas se obrigam a esquecer, como se a vida séria e realista fosse melhor ou mais certa. Realmente não entendo porque algumas pessoas de obrigam a mudar. Se obrigam a mudar a pessoa que são, as coisas que gostam, as coisas que fazer. Realmente não entendo porque todo mundo tem essa &lt;em&gt;irritante&lt;/em&gt; mania de seguir o fluxo.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-691155083227718043?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/691155083227718043/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/procura-se.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/691155083227718043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/691155083227718043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/06/procura-se.html' title='Procura-se'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAauAfTXYLI/AAAAAAAAA0U/tdUZecFNgxs/s72-c/tumblr_l2g8fjdFty1qb31vdo1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-773568343073898170</id><published>2010-05-28T17:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:58:38.696-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha semana ~super legal~ em cinco fotos --'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAms9n3kVI/AAAAAAAAAzs/QkdXUzd-woY/s1600/z213524978_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAms9n3kVI/AAAAAAAAAzs/QkdXUzd-woY/s320/z213524978_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAnG5sjRyI/AAAAAAAAAz0/aM0iCpiDh60/s1600/z208927336_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAnG5sjRyI/AAAAAAAAAz0/aM0iCpiDh60/s320/z208927336_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAotkRVnXI/AAAAAAAAAz8/McKF2enevT0/s1600/tumblr_kwqj0hRaWm1qzcso1o1_400_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAotkRVnXI/AAAAAAAAAz8/McKF2enevT0/s320/tumblr_kwqj0hRaWm1qzcso1o1_400_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAoyoWMv_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/2d3_G6liNnc/s1600/tumblr_kyl37lSpOk1qzfya1o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAoyoWMv_I/AAAAAAAAA0E/2d3_G6liNnc/s320/tumblr_kyl37lSpOk1qzfya1o1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAApJhtZ2gI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Qp3APB_U5ac/s1600/0ad54b0c1ee12dbf8fdf1237d545888e393aa61d_m_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAApJhtZ2gI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Qp3APB_U5ac/s320/0ad54b0c1ee12dbf8fdf1237d545888e393aa61d_m_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Não tente entender. Preciso de coca-cola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-773568343073898170?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/773568343073898170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-semana-super-legal-em-cinco-fotos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/773568343073898170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/773568343073898170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/minha-semana-super-legal-em-cinco-fotos.html' title='Minha semana ~super legal~ em cinco fotos --&apos;'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TAAms9n3kVI/AAAAAAAAAzs/QkdXUzd-woY/s72-c/z213524978_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8681659138194312417</id><published>2010-05-28T16:41:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T16:45:30.283-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulamd'/><title type='text'>eu sou ridiculamente lerda. fato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vocês não vão CRER no que aconteceu comigo --'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Então, farei mais uma fábula RIARIAIRAI:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbk-LC4CP04/TAAcZJ99SJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a4Z4yucBo6I/s1600/4189587477_8f91d01bb2_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbk-LC4CP04/TAAcZJ99SJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a4Z4yucBo6I/s320/4189587477_8f91d01bb2_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Era uma vez, uma menininha esquisita chamada Maria. Todos os dias Maria ia na portaria de seu prédio esperar sua irmãzinha chegar do ônibus da escola para irem para o apartamento etc e tal. Num belo dia, mas precisamente ontem, Maria estava meio atrasada, e saiu correndo de casa para buscar sua irmã, pegou seu celular, seu ipod e trancou a lingueta da porta por dentro, saindo do apartamento. Feliz e saltitante, esperou sua irmãzinha chegar. Ela chegou blá blá blá já estavam na porta do apartamento quando Maria lembrou-se de um infeliz fato: esquecera a chave de casa do lado de dentro, já que não havia trancado a porta com a chave, só a lingueta! [AAAAH *corre em circulos*] Maria teve um breve momento de desespero e pensou na hipótese de suicídio, mas daria muito trabalho e ela teve medo de causar danos mentais permanentes em sua irmã. Depois de ligar para sua mamãe, pois graças ao bom senhor ela tinha se lembrado pelo menos do celular, ela foi esperar seu papai que se atrasaria e só chegaria em casa dali a nada menos que duas horas, no salão de festas chato de seu prédio, com sua irmã recém-chegada-da-escola-e-faminta. Elas esperaram bravamente durante mais ou menos uma hora quando o amável porteiro disse que tinha aqueles-vales-gloriosos de pizza sabe? (¬¬') e que eles tinha &lt;i&gt;pontinhos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;suficientes para pedir uma pizza ~palmas~. ENTÃO, Maria ficou &lt;i&gt;aloka &lt;/i&gt;e quase teve um ataque porque afinal, elas não morreriam de fome -Q. Então tá, a pizza chegou, uma garrafa de fanta se materializou do nada e Maria e sua irmã comeram felizes. Depois de mais ou menos uma hora, seu papai ~FINALLY~ chegou e elas puderam entrar novamente em casa #oremos"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;FIIIM&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps¹: atenção, história verídica. nao foi tirado nem acrescentado cena alguma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ps²: os nomes das persogens foram vagamente modificados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;PS³: eu sou a maria -QQ oooooh que mistério --' maria....marianna....#faail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8681659138194312417?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8681659138194312417/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-sou-uma-retartada-fato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8681659138194312417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8681659138194312417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/eu-sou-uma-retartada-fato.html' title='eu sou ridiculamente lerda. fato'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nbk-LC4CP04/TAAcZJ99SJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/a4Z4yucBo6I/s72-c/4189587477_8f91d01bb2_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3150126471170809969</id><published>2010-05-27T17:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:46:05.696-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eu acho que...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>o que me fez lembrar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estou enxendo o saco de vocês postando all the time hoje né?? HSUAHSUAH talvez essa seja a última, não sei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O post anterior me fez lembrar de Crepúsculo e eu cheguei a uma conclusão: eu acho que a stephanie mayer nem escreve bem! Juro, eu já li a saga crepúsculo inteira e um outro livro dela também (A Hospedeira) e só agora percebi que quando ela acaba o livro, ela só conta o final, só escreve o final dos personagens principais, e o resto fica lá...Um monte de personagens de crepúsculo não tem final no último livro da saga, e em A Hospedeira ela literalmente só falou o que aconteceu com os principais!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Outra coisa que eu percebi nos livros dela, e o que me fez ficar sériamente preocupada com a sanidade mental de Stephanie Mayer foi o fato de esses dois livros que ela tem (sei lá se ela tem mais algum livro fora crepúsculo e hospedeira) contarem a história de uma fulana que gosta de um fulano mas também gosta de um terceiro e nao sabe o que escolher, mas nao pode realmente ficar com nenhum do dois! É sempre um triângulo amoroso, um sofrimento x-x Acho que Mayer teve muitas decepções amorosas na vida e está se vingando agora -QQ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;é o que eu acho, nao me matem :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3150126471170809969?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3150126471170809969/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-me-fez-lembrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3150126471170809969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3150126471170809969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-que-me-fez-lembrar.html' title='o que me fez lembrar....'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-4997790583451411186</id><published>2010-05-27T17:32:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:58:50.901-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>aprovo e recomendo rs - série</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O último post me inspirou RIARIARIAIRIA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, vim aqui recomendar a ~única~ série que eu assisto: The Vampire Diares. *palmas*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu seeei que a moda é Crepúsuculo, Edward, Lobisomem, ui me transforma?, oh não posso!, e tal mas vamos sair da rotina um pouco, vai? A série é super legal, mas cuidado: eu fiquei &lt;strike&gt;vagamente&lt;/strike&gt; viciada, você pode ficar também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agora que eu já fiz meu aviso idiota..~~&amp;gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_7WOMnbm-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/0ea8mHKWrDM/s1600/tv_the_vampire_diaries01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_7WOMnbm-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/0ea8mHKWrDM/s200/tv_the_vampire_diaries01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Quatro meses após o trágico acidente de  carro que matou seus pais, Elena Gilbert, que tem 17 anos, e seu irmão,  Jeremy, que tem 15 anos, ainda estão aprendendo a lidar com o luto e  tocar suas vidas adiante.     Elena sempre foi a "garota perfeita":  popular, bonita, e cheia de amigos. Mas agora ela precisa aprender a  esconder sua tristeza do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quando o novo ano escolar começa, Elena e  suas colegas ficam fascinadas por um misterioso e charmoso novo colega,  Stefan Salvatore.    Stefan e Elena imediatamente se aproximam, sem que  a garota saiba que Stefan é um vampiro com centenas de anos de idade,  lutando por uma vida pacífica entre os humanos, enquanto seu irmão,  Damon, é a personificação da violência e brutalidade dos vampiros.      Agora esses dois irmãos vampiros - um bom, um mau - estão em guerra pela  alma de Elena e pelas almas de seus amigos, família, e todos os  habitantes da pequena cidade de Mystical Falls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-4997790583451411186?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/4997790583451411186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-serie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4997790583451411186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/4997790583451411186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-serie.html' title='aprovo e recomendo rs - série'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_7WOMnbm-I/AAAAAAAAAzk/0ea8mHKWrDM/s72-c/tv_the_vampire_diaries01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3272826000198340146</id><published>2010-05-27T17:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:55:04.676-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absurdo de inutil'/><title type='text'>Problematica, eu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu devo ser uma pessoa realmente muito chata porque eu nunca assisti nenhuma dessas séries que todo mundo conhece :x&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Todas essas revistas tipo Capricho e Atrevida ficam falando de Gossip Girls, Sex and The City e mais infinitas séries que eu nunca nem vi propaganda *-* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; Ok,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;eu nao sei porque fui escrever isso agora, mas queria compartilhar com vocês -Q&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A única coisa que eu ~assisto~ é The Vampire Diares, na internet mesmo, e admito, é meio viciante @_@&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3272826000198340146?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3272826000198340146/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/problematica-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3272826000198340146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3272826000198340146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/problematica-eu.html' title='Problematica, eu?'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8872114842441193796</id><published>2010-05-27T16:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T16:48:40.355-03:00</updated><title type='text'>17 diias *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oooi dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A copa começa quando? Dia 13?? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-qqq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; HSAUSHAUHS juro, nem sei &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Só sei que vai ser uma coisa linda porque ~talvez~ minha escola interrompa as aulas para transmitir os jogos!&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; WEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas pensa, quantas aulas eu iria perder...&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*sonha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, eu nunca liguei muito para futebol, só dizia ser santista por causa do meu pai e tal, mas agora que eu &lt;strike&gt;sou esperta e absoluta&lt;/strike&gt; agora que eu conheço o time e sei o que as pessoas precisam fazer com aquela bola no campo Q ficou mais legal de assistir&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Honestamente, eu nem estou muito afim de torcer para o Brasil na copa, o Dunga só fez besteira na seleção, ele &lt;i&gt;tinha&lt;/i&gt; que ter chamado o Paulo Henrique Ganso --ok, vocês acabaram de ter uma demonstração minha me achando e falando que nem expert.é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Talvez eu torça junto com o &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dannymcfly%20" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;@dannymcfly&lt;/a&gt; para a inglaterra...talvez....HSUAHSUAHS&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; estou viajando @_@ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;PS¹: sim, esse post será pobre e sem imagens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8872114842441193796?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8872114842441193796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-diias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8872114842441193796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8872114842441193796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/17-diias.html' title='17 diias *-*'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3643949055334690710</id><published>2010-05-26T20:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:52:43.905-03:00</updated><title type='text'>minhavida.com -Q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;oooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acho que cada vez mais estamos vivendo dentro de telas de computador -Q juro, tem tantos sites, blogs, vlogs, etc e tal...e tem gente que dá conta de tudo! &lt;strike&gt;Gente doente e maníaca, claro&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_210qY1J-I/AAAAAAAAAzc/Gx8_uM4k6WU/s1600/z208927336_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_210qY1J-I/AAAAAAAAAzc/Gx8_uM4k6WU/s320/z208927336_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Eu fiz um Tumblr um dia desses mais eu ainda estou descobrindo para que &lt;i&gt;exatamente&lt;/i&gt; ele serve...Estava lembrando, cara eu tive a fase do splash da turma da monica, séculos atrás, aquele neopets, msn com &lt;strike&gt;infinitos&lt;/strike&gt; emoticons, orkut, quando minha mãe finalmente liberou, twitter que aliás é um vicio que eu ainda não perdi, o blog e vários e vários outros que eu nem lembro mais =*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na verdade, eu acho que tem muitas dessas coisas que servem para a mesma coisa, e no fim nao os usamos para o que realmente servem! Não entendeu? Exemplo, o orkut! JURO, eu morria de vontade de fazer um orkut, quando eu finalmente fiz, perdeu a graça (porque inventaram o twitter&lt;strike&gt; dã&lt;/strike&gt;), ninguém entrava mais...eu tinha uns infinitos amigos adicionados, mais eu nao falava falo com ninguém (porque é um saco esperar aquelas mensagens chegar --') porque eu só via aqueles rostos na escola! Eu nunca tive uma conversa com mais de cinco palavras com elas...É estranho porque sei lá, você fica se achando o cara por ter tanta gente adicionado mais isso só quer dizer que você é um tosco que nao tem mais nada pra fazer *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;OK, esse meu post ficou uma droga, fiz uma produção textual valendo nota essa semana com umas seis paginas frente e verso, e isso me esgotou psicológicamente.é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3643949055334690710?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3643949055334690710/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/minhavidacom-q.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3643949055334690710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3643949055334690710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/minhavidacom-q.html' title='minhavida.com -Q'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_210qY1J-I/AAAAAAAAAzc/Gx8_uM4k6WU/s72-c/z208927336_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-416408591471726614</id><published>2010-05-26T15:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:39:59.933-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='escala de loucura'/><title type='text'>A Base da Loucura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ooie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.patriciajor.blogger.com.br/gato%20louco%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="173" src="http://www.patriciajor.blogger.com.br/gato%20louco%203.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Acho que estou cada dia ficando mais próxima da base da loucura! Bom, para quem não sabe aqui em casa, tem uma moça que cuida do meu irmão, tipo uma empregada e tals, está aqui há uns 9 anos, as vezes acho ela legal, chatinha, irritante...enfim, acontece que desses dias pra cá ela começou a "enlouquecer". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Por exemplo, estava eu, vendo televisão e ela começou a cantar REBOLATION! e eu te pergunto: COMO ASSIM?!?! O QUE VOCÊ ANDA OUVINDO NAS RADIOS?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Obviamente, aumentei o volume da TV para não ter que ouvi - la cantando daquele jeito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"Bota a mão na cabeça que vai começar, o Rebolation - ion, Rebolation - ion". Ok, durou uns 2 minutos e logo ela parou (Thank you God).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;No dia seguinte minha "amada" empregada, enquanto fazia comida, falava: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"YABADABADUUUUU; YABADABADUUUUU" - WTF??? Até fingi que fui beber água, para ver se estava tudo bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A noite, ela começou a falar para o meu irmão (Nota: ele tem 9 anos): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;"Ei bebezão! Posso dar uma mordida em você posso? Vem aqui seu cachorro, que eu vou te comer" - EEEEEEEEEEEEEEPA tudo tem limite! COMECEI A FICAR COM MEDO! Daqui a pouco vai aparecer na televisão: "Mulher, fascinada por um menino de 9 anos, queria comê-lo" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Isso foi muito #tenso, imagina para MIM, que estava OUVINDO...pega mau não é? Por isso, peço a vocês que orem para mim, que estou à base da loucura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Um beiju Gustuso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jah =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-416408591471726614?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/416408591471726614/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/base-da-loucura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/416408591471726614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/416408591471726614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/base-da-loucura.html' title='A Base da Loucura'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-559031678607648219</id><published>2010-05-24T17:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:58:09.156-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livros'/><title type='text'>aprovo e recomendo rs - livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_rmTuTKg6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/f-XNN3YVQcY/s1600/tumblr_ky61pt8iHZ1qapkxro1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_rmTuTKg6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/f-XNN3YVQcY/s320/tumblr_ky61pt8iHZ1qapkxro1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; hmm eu estava praticamente sem nada pra fazer, então vim fazer um post super clichê '-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;*som de trovão*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Eu li aquele livro Percy Jackson, super atrasada porque todo mundo já leu, ou viu o filme --' mas enfiim, eu li, amei etc e tal e recomendo super, muito fofo e viciante. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;~fim~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-559031678607648219?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/559031678607648219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-livro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/559031678607648219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/559031678607648219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-livro.html' title='aprovo e recomendo rs - livro'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_rmTuTKg6I/AAAAAAAAAzU/f-XNN3YVQcY/s72-c/tumblr_ky61pt8iHZ1qapkxro1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7840585216524356424</id><published>2010-05-24T17:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:39:36.856-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Sobrevivi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Hey pessoas of my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ninigata.blogger.com.br/smile.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="155" src="http://www.ninigata.blogger.com.br/smile.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Quanto tempo não escrevo aqui! A mari deve ter avisado que eu fiquei de castigo quase 1 mês, por questões óbvias, como ficar de recuperação em 2 matérias. Enfim, querem saber o que eu fiz para conseguir sobreviver nesse fim de mundo sem computador? Então aí vai minha "listinha" -nn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;1- Ouvia música no meu mp3 o dia inteiro - Tudo estava tão lindo e maravilhoso quando o fone ESTORA! sim, não ouvia mais nada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;2- Assistia televisão - dos programas mais divos aos mais chatos, tive que aguentar 1 mês de pura baboseira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;3- Estudava metade do dia igual a uma condenada - na verdade lê-se&amp;nbsp;enrolava para estudar, sim tinha preguiça! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;4- Ficava desenhando - desenhei a "Bela" da "Bela e a Fera", sim, eu tenho ela como uma almofada! tão ninds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;5- Escrevia - só merds, como, quero cortar meus pulsos e virar emo ou queria ser nerd...enfim, nada de útil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ao final desse post, você conclui que não pode seguir o meu exemplo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nunca fique de recuperação, não se atreva a ouvir musica em seu ipod todos os dias ou, em consequencia, seu fone vai estourar, ESTUDE e não finja, desenhe coisas lecais, sim lecais, como o seu irmão ou você mesmo e não uma princesa da Disney, apesar dela ser muito ninds! e não gaste seu tempo escrevendo coisas inúteis! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Um beiju gustuso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Jah =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7840585216524356424?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7840585216524356424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/sobrevivi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7840585216524356424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7840585216524356424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/sobrevivi.html' title='Sobrevivi!'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8724825891743402869</id><published>2010-05-19T17:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:51:06.885-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='futuro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saudade'/><title type='text'>only -q</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_RJLMIAE0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/l1tPB6qDVFs/s1600/tumblr_l0b75q8Q081qa3tiko1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_RJLMIAE0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/l1tPB6qDVFs/s320/tumblr_l0b75q8Q081qa3tiko1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Conforme os dias passam, vejo cada vez mais que os humanos estão fazendo mau uso da inteligência que tanto tem. Pensa, estamos evoluindo, inovando cada vez mais, só que, ao mesmo tempo, parecemos regredir. A maioria das pessoas, vá lá, os adolescentes, são praticamente todos iguais! Os mesmo gostos, os mesmos problemas, as mesmas dúvidas, as mesmas vontades. É tudo tão chato, monótono. Os diferentes, ou seja, os que não seguem a maioria, são freqüentemente julgados pelos outros, e nem sempre é um julgamento bom. As críticas negativas aparecem em massa, e aqueles diferentes, para serem aceitos, esquecem o que gostam, e passam a adotar o gosto da maioria. Sério, eu acho isso um saco. Ficam criticando all the time, sem parar e por tudo. Criticam se você gosta, se não gosta; se é, se não é; se foi, se vai; mas sempre há uma. Isso pode parecer meio besta ou pessimista, mas morro de medo de daqui à uns vinte anos, a próxima geração seja assim também. Toda igual. Ok, não vou terminar com esse desfecho dramático, mas é o que eu acho. Ser diferente, fora do padrão é sempre estranho, mas deve valer a pena, mesmo que para tentar encontrar o que foi há muito ignorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8724825891743402869?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8724825891743402869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-q.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8724825891743402869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8724825891743402869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/only-q.html' title='only -q'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_RJLMIAE0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/l1tPB6qDVFs/s72-c/tumblr_l0b75q8Q081qa3tiko1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-9048321781553273758</id><published>2010-05-19T16:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T17:15:06.082-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mcfly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>Top6. é</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_Q7z2qDm2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/G_-tVmP-hMA/s1600/tumblr_l2h7jmUPFq1qbuxhqo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_Q7z2qDm2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/G_-tVmP-hMA/s320/tumblr_l2h7jmUPFq1qbuxhqo1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Oooi dudes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cara, só hoje que eu percebi que maio já está quase no fim! Sério, acho que esse ano está passando muito rápido, logo estaremos em 2012 e não vou ter conseguido fazer um monte de coisas antes de morrer *-* HSUAHSUAHUSA mentiris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok, como sou uma pessoa programada, fiz uma listinha ;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;*Coisas Para Fazer Antes De 2012 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sim, eu sei que até 2012 terei, no máximo 14 aninhos de existência. Então tive que adaptar minha lista com coisas chatas-que-pessoas-jovens-podem-fazer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;6. &lt;i&gt;Tirar 10 em matemática.&lt;/i&gt; Juro, eu não tiro 10 em matemática desde a quarta série, sou muito nerd para aguentar esse fato *cry*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;5. &lt;i&gt;Aprender a assobiar.&lt;/i&gt; Eu ainda não aprendi, quero assobiar(?) alguma coisa enquanto vejo o mundo acabando Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;4. &lt;i&gt;Voltar a fazer ballet.&lt;/i&gt; eu parei de fazer na quarta série, por motivos ainda desconhecidos pra mim, mas gostaria muito de voltar. é claro, por motivos também desconhecidos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;Cortar o cabelo um pouco abaixo do queixo de novo.&lt;/i&gt; morro de vontade, mais sou muito covarde ainda mimimi/ preciso amadurecer e criar coragem em até dois anos *-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;Ter uma letra digna.&lt;/i&gt; eu NUNCA tive uma letra bonitinha que nem a da verys e da jade! eu sempre fui dona de uma letra mais garranchosa do que aquelas de médico, acredite. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;pelo menos eu entendo mimimi/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;1. &lt;i&gt;Viajar para a Inglaterra e conhecer o McFly.&lt;/i&gt; Isso é sério, nem comento ;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;FIM, 2012 ~BUM~ ACABOU! --------N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;PS¹: sim, minha lsita tem seis itens, não se assuste Ç_Ç &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-9048321781553273758?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/9048321781553273758/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/top6-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9048321781553273758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/9048321781553273758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/top6-e.html' title='Top6. é'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_Q7z2qDm2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/G_-tVmP-hMA/s72-c/tumblr_l2h7jmUPFq1qbuxhqo1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5302138464905522328</id><published>2010-05-17T14:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T14:46:16.864-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>#reflitam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_GA0Z6PwJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wWYJQrxD8cM/s1600/tumblr_l200116yPU1qalsdio1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_GA0Z6PwJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wWYJQrxD8cM/s320/tumblr_l200116yPU1qalsdio1_500_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;HSUAHSUA alguém lembra? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx  mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5302138464905522328?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5302138464905522328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflitam_17.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5302138464905522328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5302138464905522328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflitam_17.html' title='#reflitam'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S_GA0Z6PwJI/AAAAAAAAAy8/wWYJQrxD8cM/s72-c/tumblr_l200116yPU1qalsdio1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7613287848212986209</id><published>2010-05-15T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:52:08.747-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>:x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-7RKqCBA1I/AAAAAAAAAys/YFB0alrHDC8/s1600/tumblr_l1cgagAif31qakr18o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-7RKqCBA1I/AAAAAAAAAys/YFB0alrHDC8/s200/tumblr_l1cgagAif31qakr18o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Já vim aqui e falei sobre medos e preferências. Acho que chegou a vez das aflições. Juro, nunca fiz um descreção ou "quem sou eu" vagamente parecido comigo. Tudo depende muito das coisas que vejo ou de como me sinto. Há dias felizes, alegre e rosas. Outros mais sóbrios e escuros. Mas sou sempre eu. Chega até a me assustar, como pode, a mesma pessoa, virar da água para o vinho da noite para o dia? Acho que nem eu, nem ninguém nunca vai conseguir se descrever em palavras. Cara, somos humanos, mas ainda assim animais, inconstantes, mutáveis. Acho que essa é a razão dessa incapacidade. Quando pararmos de crescer, mudar, evoluir, conseguiremos nos descrever, ou chegar bem perto disso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7613287848212986209?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7613287848212986209/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/x.html#comment-form' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7613287848212986209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7613287848212986209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/x.html' title=':x'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-7RKqCBA1I/AAAAAAAAAys/YFB0alrHDC8/s72-c/tumblr_l1cgagAif31qakr18o1_500_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-3252987045520585554</id><published>2010-05-14T15:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T15:59:52.179-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#reflitam'/><title type='text'>#reflitam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2c9r0oiKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Nq0ctHCPGws/s1600/viveravida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2c9r0oiKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Nq0ctHCPGws/s320/viveravida.jpg" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como hoje é o último capítulo da novela que eu só fui assistir essa semana, Viver a Vida, eu&lt;strike&gt;, como sou muito legal,&lt;/strike&gt; postarei uma tirinha &lt;strike&gt;feliz&lt;/strike&gt; para vocês.Cliquem na imagem para aumentar :S&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-3252987045520585554?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/3252987045520585554/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflitam.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3252987045520585554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/3252987045520585554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/reflitam.html' title='#reflitam'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2c9r0oiKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/Nq0ctHCPGws/s72-c/viveravida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6018962298341329740</id><published>2010-05-14T15:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:46:31.431-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neverland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>neverland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2anLW73tI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D7CWafxBPW8/s1600/sininho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2anLW73tI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D7CWafxBPW8/s320/sininho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sabe, vou confessar um medo que me assombra desde que aprendi a pensar. Ok, vou falar de uma vez. Morro de medo de crescer. Pronto. Achou bobeira? Pois para mim não é. Morro de medo de crescer, de virar adulta e acabar ficando chata. Morro de medo de crescer e parar de imaginar, criar. Tenho medo de crescer, e a graça sumir, de ser tudo sério e automático. Tenho medo de crescer e ser obrigada a trabalhar em algo que não gosto apenas pelo dinheiro, de crescer e continuar no mesmo lugar, sempre buscando ficar rica, mesmo sabendo que seria muito difícil. Tenho medo de crescer e perder as esperanças, os sonhos. Tenho medo de crescer, e desaprender a rir. Então acho que só me sobre dar um corrida à Neverland e passar uma temporada lá. :x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx Mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6018962298341329740?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6018962298341329740/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/neverland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6018962298341329740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6018962298341329740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/neverland.html' title='neverland.'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-2anLW73tI/AAAAAAAAAyM/D7CWafxBPW8/s72-c/sininho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-5578028055638933903</id><published>2010-05-13T18:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T16:41:53.361-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filosofia de bar'/><title type='text'>cold *-*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-xowX_FlrI/AAAAAAAAAyE/72hYM_PxHog/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="166" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-xowX_FlrI/AAAAAAAAAyE/72hYM_PxHog/s200/11.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Para dizer a verdade, eu gostaria, amaria muito mais o Brasil se ele fosse um país de gelo, com frio e neve. Na realidade, se tem uma coisa que me irrita é o calor. Todo aquele vapor, luz..pra mim é um saco, difícil de aturar. As roupas grudam, o cabelo fica uma droga, o humor pior ainda. No frio, pensem, é época do cinema, de ver bons filmes em baixo do cobertor; é tempo dos sonhos longos; comidas quentes e roupas boas. Talvez seja só eu que pense assim, mas por mim, a terra poderia estar esfriando. Séria mais fácil para o homem inventar um aquecedor qualquer e pronto. Agora, com esse aquecimento, nem os refúgios gelados estão aguentando. Por mim, todos os dias seriam frios, com aquele sol que brilha e não esquenta, e aquela brisa que leva folhas nos bolsos. Por mim, todos os dias terminariam com o pôr-do-sol laranja que só dias frio, típicos de outono, tem. Já esperou ele ir para ver?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xxx mari &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-5578028055638933903?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/5578028055638933903/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/cold.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5578028055638933903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/5578028055638933903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/cold.html' title='cold *-*'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-xowX_FlrI/AAAAAAAAAyE/72hYM_PxHog/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-7394868007199030605</id><published>2010-05-13T11:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:45:48.619-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ch-ch-changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Ooi dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Depois de traumatizar vocês com aquele post &lt;i&gt;enorme&lt;/i&gt;, vim aqui na cara de pau perguntar uma coisa...O que vocês acham de mudar o layout do blog? Sim, eu estou sempre infeliz, agora que eu aprendi a colocar templates quero mudar de novo =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mas é isso mesmo, comentem ou votem na enquete do lado ~~&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;xx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-7394868007199030605?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/7394868007199030605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/ch-ch-changes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7394868007199030605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/7394868007199030605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/ch-ch-changes.html' title='ch-ch-changes'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-8581870121183691779</id><published>2010-05-13T11:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T11:57:42.819-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mcfly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprovo e recomendo rs'/><title type='text'>aprovo e recomendo  -música</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wAh-8LMTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/eNhDWKJZD-8/s1600/Fountains+Of+Wayne.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wA4DsD4EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hZEaGjN4UB4/s1600/Fountains+Of+Wayne+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wA4DsD4EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hZEaGjN4UB4/s200/Fountains+Of+Wayne+2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não sei o que postar, faltei hoje e minha &lt;strike&gt;massa cefálica &lt;/strike&gt;meu cérebro ainda não acordou, está muito frio &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Q &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, não sei como, eu passei uma música completamente desconhecida por mim para o meu Ipod, e eu fiquei vagamente viciada. Eu baixei ~acho~ como se fosse do McFly, mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;DURD&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; não é, eu nunca confundiria a voz deles. Mâs, como sou muito esperta, descobri que a música é do Foutains Of Wayne ~palmas~. Ok, eu não faço a mais remota idéia de quem sejam eles, por isso fiz uma pesquisinha hihi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wC2dqyyjI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PQuj9KOjOOE/s1600/FOW3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wC2dqyyjI/AAAAAAAAAx8/PQuj9KOjOOE/s200/FOW3.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;''A banda  foi formada por compositores Adam Schlesinger e Chris Collingwood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Os dois se  conheceram como calouros no Williams College e começou a tocar música  juntos em várias bandas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Eles finalmente foram suas maneiras separadas, com  Collingwood formando a Mercy Buckets em Boston e Schlesinger formando Ivy  em New York City. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Os dois se encontraram novamente em  1990 e formou Fountains of Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;O  nome da banda foi tirado de uma loja de ornamento do gramado em Wayne,  New Jersey chamada "Fountains of Wayne", que posteriormente saiu da  empresa em 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;A banda ficou inativo por um período de  tempo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Schlesinger encontrou trabalho como escritor e produtor e  co-escreveu muitas das canções para o filme Josie e as Gatinhas e trilha  sonora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Ele também produziu álbuns para a Verve Pipe e David Mead, bem  como várias faixas por They Might Be Giants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Ele lançou um  terceiro disco com sua outra banda Ivy em registros Nettwerk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;O guitarrista  Jody Porter trabalhou com sua banda The Astrojet famoso produtor ao lado  de Gordon Raphael, eo tecladista David Zhang na área de Nova York. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;O baterista Brian Young tocou com Ivy e encontrou  trabalho sessão para vários artistas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Às vezes, em  2001, a banda voltou lentamente juntos, a gravação de um cover de The  Kinks Things "melhor" para o álbum tributo This Is Where I Belong:  Canções de Ray Davies, dos Kinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;O grupo também gravou a canção tema para o  Comedy Central mostram Crank Yankers, e escreveu canções para, e  apareceu como personagens animados em, a série de desenho animado VH1  Hey Joel com o colunista Joel Stein. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;O show foi ao ar  em breve VH1 em 2003, mas mais tarde foi apanhado por Teletoon no  Canadá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;Os membros da banda apareceram cantando canções originais que,  normalmente, analisou a evolução parcela imediatamente anterior a sua  performance, além de a canção tema do programa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;Em  outubro de 2008, a banda anunciou um curto prazo de acústica banda  completa mostra prevista para início de 2009, onde tinha planeado  mostrar canções de seu novo álbum. [7] Em uma entrevista com Crossbeat  Magazine, Adam discutiu a possibilidade de liberar o novo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;álbum no Verão de  2010, o registro deve ser quase completo (caso não esteja concluído) a  partir de 2010.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pronto, chega senão fica muito grande *-*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Taí o vídeo da música em que eu gostei: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(reparem no refrão, coro, sei lá, a parte que canta todo mundo, parecem os Oompa-Loompas de A Fantástica Fábrica de Chocolate &lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7UUPawNC5Lg&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&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/7UUPawNC5Lg&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok, eu também tenho o vídeo original, mais ele é ~stranger~ e isso aqui é um blog de família =S &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZLfasMPOU4" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;clique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Para quem quiser, ~&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/fountains-of-wayne/stacys-mom-%28traducao%29.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;tradução&lt;/a&gt;~ e ~&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/fountains-of-wayne/stacys-mom.html" style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;letra original&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Hmm, é isso &lt;b&gt;-q&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;xxx mari&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="long_text" id="result_box"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;" title=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-8581870121183691779?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/8581870121183691779/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-musica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8581870121183691779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/8581870121183691779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/fikdik-musica.html' title='aprovo e recomendo  -música'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/S-wA4DsD4EI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hZEaGjN4UB4/s72-c/Fountains+Of+Wayne+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2350955456226348320.post-6055956779386732234</id><published>2010-05-11T19:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:52:09.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>(?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ooi dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Já mencionei minhas dúvidas infinitas e horríveis em relação aos títulos dos posts do blog? Pois é, estou falando agora. Eu nunca sei direito o que colocar, morro de medo de colocar uma coisa besta demais e ficar..sei lá..stranger. Na verdade eu nao sei porque estou falando issso pra vocês...talvez eu esteja sem nada pra fazer mesmo DD:&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;#medo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;xxmari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2350955456226348320-6055956779386732234?l=quase-normais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/feeds/6055956779386732234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6055956779386732234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2350955456226348320/posts/default/6055956779386732234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quase-normais.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='(?)'/><author><name>Quase Normais</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14856828581947298576</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_79ACQenEdbQ/TJT2hodn9NI/AAAAAAAAA-4/TjGIM5Ukebw/S220/TheOtherSide-450x601.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
